The wild grass and dead trees caught fire at the slightest touch. The Ji Yang Sect disciples, who had not yet recovered from the shock of the sudden loss of their vital energy, had no choice but to pull up their trousers and run down the mountain in a panic.
"It's on fire, run!"
"Aaaaah!"
All the prepared boulders and huge trees were thrown away, and the Ji Yang Sect disciples ran down the mountain in groups like chickens on fire.
A horn sounded in the military camp, and Theo rode a black horse, holding a long axe, and rushed out first. Behind him, the Nanxun Army followed with shouts of killing. The Nanxun Army wore uniform brown uniforms, and from a distance, they looked like a surging mudslide, swallowing up all the people who had managed to escape down the mountain.
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