“It’s over!”
“Could it be that today is the day when my Batian Clan is exterminated?”
“Haha, the foundation of tens of millions of years has been destroyed!”
“…”
Countless members of the Batian Clan showed despair on their faces, some even burst into tears, looked up to the sky and cried bitterly, and laughed crazily.
Liba is also pale, he is not afraid of death, but his heart is bleeding when he sees that all his clansmen are going to be destroyed together with him.
He knew in his heart that in the next round of attacks, the formation would be completely broken.
And he, in the hands of Su Mo, Long Ji, Xiang Tiangang, and You Shan, could not escape, and he would definitely die.
Turning his head to look at the crowd of tribesmen, Liba saw fear, despair, unwillingness and many other emotions in the eyes of countless tribesmen.
His face kept changing, and he struggled violently in his heart.
He can’t let the Batian Clan perish, he can’t become a sinner through the ages.
Outside the formation, countless spectators looked at all this with dull expressions, terrified.
Countless people felt sad in their hearts. Is the majestic Batian Clan going to be exterminated?
“Break the array!”
Su Mo’s expression was indifferent, he shouted loudly, and raised his long sword again, ready to launch the third round of attack.
Swish!
The long sword in Su Mo’s hand swung heavily, and the sword light flickered.
Seeing this scene, countless Batian Clan members were completely desperate, and they didn’t even want to resist anymore, because resisting was useless.
“Wait!”
Just when Su Mo’s Zixu Excalibur was about to be swung down, and just as the dragon, kunpeng, and dragon-elephant clansmen were about to strike out powerful moves, a loud shout shook the world.
It was Liba who spoke, his eyes were blood red, his face was ashen, and he stared at Su Mo firmly.
Su Mo paused, swung half of the Purple Void Excalibur in his hand, and stopped slashing.
When the others saw that Su Mo stopped, they also stopped one after another. Su Mo followed suit.
“Are you going back on your word?” Su Mo looked at Li Ba and asked calmly. He knew what Li Ba was going to do.
“Su Mo, I am the Batian clan, and I am willing to be slaves for generations. Can you let us go?” Li Ba stared at Su Mo, and said in a low voice. He compromised, and he could not let the race be destroyed. .
I would rather be a slave than to protect the Batian Clan.
Wow!
As soon as Li Ba’s words came out, countless people watching the battle were in an uproar.
Liba surrendered!
I’m about to surrender to Su Mo!
The majestic Batian clan, inherited from the ancient Batian clan, a super race that has been powerful for endless years, is about to succumb completely in the face of extinction.
Crash!
Countless Batian clansmen all turned their heads in an instant and looked at Liba.
They all know that the hero has succumbed, because not succumbing is death.
Many people wanted to give in a long time ago, but no one dared to speak if Liba didn’t give in.
Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If they were slaves, they would be safe, and they were willing to be slaves.
“Hero!”
“My lord, don’t want it!”
“My lord, we cannot surrender!”
There are also a small number of Batian clan powerhouses who shouted loudly. They would rather die than be other people’s slaves.