The entire myriad sword sect resisted to the death, and all of them fought a bloody battle. Perhaps to avoid too many losses, the sand scorpion Army didn't choose to continue the attack. Instead, they retreated thousands of miles away to rest and recover their strength, so that they could prepare for the second wave of attack.
Ye Qingtian was already exhausted. He landed on the city wall with unsteady steps. If it wasn't for Li Tian's timely support, he would have fallen to the ground.
"Sect master!"
A group of people wanted to help him up, but ye Qingtian stopped them with a wave of his hand. He then stood up and didn't need Li Tian's help.
He straightened his back and turned around to look at the sand scorpion Army not far away, frowning.
Li Tian saw that the man's battle robe had been torn into pieces, and his armor was hanging on his body. He reeked of blood, but he didn't know whether it was his own or his enemy 's.
