Ye Jiang was covered in blood, and the armor on his chest was completely broken, revealing the torn skin inside and the deep white bones.

He struggled to get up from the ground again, but he couldn't use his strength at all. He lowered his head. Only then did Ye Jiang realize that in the previous hit, the girl in red had pierced her left knee with a sacred intention, and the gurgling blood dyed his entire left leg scarlet red, which was shocking.

This is the power of the holy level.

From beginning to end, the girl in red only stretched out one finger and brushed her sleeves, without even touching Ye Jiang's body directly. A famous coach was defeated like this.

The defeat is straightforward and straightforward, and there is no chance of a reversal and victory.

Does Ye Jiang still have a trump card?

Of course there is.

In his arms, there was still half a Buddhist bead containing the power of the holy level, so next, he held it in his hand without hesitation and threw it at the girl in red.

Seeing this, the girl in red seemed to chuckle and shook her head with pity.

How could a Buddhist bead containing the power of the holy level be able to defeat a true holy level power?

For her, it only takes one breath to resolve Ye Jiang's dying blow.

But what she didn't know was that what Ye Jiang wanted to fight was this last breath!

At the same time as the Buddhist beads took action, Ye Jiang's figure moved again. Although his left leg was destroyed and the sword in his hand was broken, if he had a sword in his heart, he could walk on the sword!

But in the blink of an eye, Ye Jiang had already galloped a hundred feet away into Mo City, but perhaps because of his serious injury, his body was leaping very low, almost sliding close to the ground, looking like an elderly goose.

The shaky figure seemed to fall down at any time.

After a breath, the girl in red held the Buddha bead containing the power of the saint into powder with one hand, and then followed Zi Ling to chase Ye Jiang slowly.

They were not worried that Ye Jiang would take advantage of this to escape, because he was almost unable to hold on.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ye Jiang's figure tilted and suddenly fell to the ground. With inertia, he dragged out a blood mark of three feet long on the ground, looking extremely miserable.

But even so, Ye Jiang still used his last bit of strength to struggle to get up from the ground, kneeled on one knee, staring at the old and young in front of him with red eyes.

That was the initiator of all the killings tonight, the head of the Mo family, Mo Xun, and the young master of the Mo family, Mo Yuan.

Then, Ye Jiang gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words from the depths of his throat: "Why!"

There was no sadness and joy on Mo Yuan's face, nor was there any slight pity. If he had followed his previous personality, he would never have talked nonsense with a dead person, but today's occasion was a bit special, so he still spoke.

"Why? Perhaps Marshal Ye didn't know that on the way back to Bujushan with me and a group of senior brothers, sisters, teachers, and academicians in the academy, I was surrounded and suppressed by the Dajin army. I also asked why, but unfortunately, no one answered me."

"Mr. Ye has returned to the capital this time and must have heard of my name. My name is Mo Yuan. The people from the Judgment Office are considered to be a rebel clan and wanted to be in the whole country. When I first heard about this, I also wanted to ask why, but no one answered me."

"Now, you want to ask me why? Why do you think it is!"

After saying this, the head of the Mo family on the side also smiled and shook his head: "If the crime of rebellion is confirmed, it will definitely be implicated in the nine tribes. Da Jin did not give me a chance to choose."

Ye Jiang clenched his fists tightly and almost embedded his nails into his palms. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Even if you suffer grievances, you can still complain to Your Majesty. Why do you have to do such a traitorous thing!"

Hearing this, a faint sadness finally flashed in Mo Yuan's eyes. He smiled coldly: "Ask to Your Majesty? By the way, I forgot to tell Marshal Ye that the general who led 5,000 cavalry to surround us was holding His Majesty's imperial order in his hand!"

Ye Jiang's pupils shrank slightly and he said sternly: "This is impossible!"

Mo Yuan shook his head: "In this world, nothing is impossible. For example, at that time, I didn't expect that the one who rescued me from the desperate situation would be a friend of the demon clan."

As he said that, Mo Yuan gently pulled Nan Yuanyao's hand, and the implication was that Nan Yuanyao was actually a member of the demon clan!

Ye Jiang has been stationed in the frontier all year round and is not very clear about many things in the current world of cultivation, but he at least knows this girl with the names of the three great immortals of Dajin.

But isn’t Nan Yuanyao the adopted daughter of Nan Sirong, the leader of the Seventy-two Alliance?

How could she be a member of the demon clan?

In fact, if Ye Jiang had gone to Sunset Valley to watch the Spring Examination Competition before, he would have discovered that the methods used by Nan Yuanyao to fight Mo Yuan were similar to the magic of the demon clan!

However, in addition to this, Nan Yuanyao does not have the most obvious feature of the demon clan, which is the vertical pupil, so it has never aroused people's suspicion over the years.

In response to this, Nan Yuanyao just explained lightly: "What flows in my body is not the pure blood of the demon clan."

After the words came, Zi Ling and the girl in red had already stepped behind Ye Jiang. Zi Ling stretched out her palm, gently stroked Ye Jiang's face, squatted down in front of him, and said with a smile: "I think Marshal Ye has been fighting with my clan for many years, but he has not heard of the plan of the weeds, right?"

From a certain perspective, Zi Ling completely put herself in the most dangerous situation at this time, because even though Ye Jiang was seriously injured, he was a strong man at the peak of the Martial Master Realm after all. If he counterattacked from death, he might really be able to drag the demon princess to death with him.

But after hearing Zi Ling's words, Ye Jiang's body shook and then became extremely stiff. He turned his head and looked at the sky north of Mocheng, with an extremely anxious feeling in his eyes.

Zi Ling shook her head gently and sighed: "It's too late."

After a pause, Zi Ling advised again: "The father has always told me that he respects Marshal Ye's military talents very much. If you are willing to surrender to us, I can promise the Ye family to be prosperous forever."

After hearing this, Ye Jiang finally realized something very important, so he lowered his eyebrows and quietly cast his last gaze to the ruins three feet away.

At the same time, Shen Mu was also looking at him, holding the talisman that the former general threw to him in his hand.

The hot tears fell quietly from the corners of Shen Mu's eyes. He opened his mouth and bit his arm tightly, preventing himself from making a sound. Then he nodded solemnly to Ye Jiang.

It seemed as if he was answering Ye Jiang's plea in the imperial study that day.

"I'll leave the safety of the Ye family's elders and young people."

Seeing this, Ye Jiang raised a smile on his lips with some relief, and then he knew that his time was up.

While he still has the last bit of strength in his qi sea, he can do the last thing.

He could not let himself live in the hands of the demon clan, because with the ability of a holy-level powerful man and the illusion that the demon clan is best at, he would probably turn him into a puppet in the hands of the demon clan.

So the next moment, Ye Jiang pierced his heart with the last sword energy in his body.

Cut off oneself from the world.

His body was still kneeling on one knee, but his head slowly hangs down.

The loyal ministers and famous generals of the Dajin Dynasty ended here.

ps: Thanks to the 100 reward of "Bi Luo Huangquan Ⅻ". Actually, before writing this chapter, I saw a message from a book friend in the book review area, saying that I was looking forward to the protagonist's slap in the face next. I have to say that this comment did make Mo Yu hesitate. Considering the subsequent plot, Marshal Ye actually had to die, so Mo Yu had already thought of letting Xia Sheng retreat to the enemy, rescue the remnants of the Thorn Army, and then let Marshal Ye entrust Ye Xiao'e to Xia Sheng. But as you have seen, I didn't write this in the end. In fact, it was just for a reason. I don't want Marshal Ye to die in front of Ye Xiao'e.
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