C371 Pig knife

Ye Ruoshui's two white brows bent powerlessly. The moment his Gold Horn God Clan transformed, he hesitated. He wanted to order the withdrawal of the army, but he didn't dare to take the blame for surrendering. Only, if they did not surrender, the remaining two hundred or so Sage Stage s would all be dead.

"Retreat!"

In the end, a look of determination flashed past his eyes