"Alright!"
Zhekui cunningly laughed, then let out a loud yell and immediately swung his fist, charging forward directly.
Zhuo Shiyue and Iron Tower also showed no weakness, following the plans of Jin Yi and charging forward as well.
"They united in three steps, swiftly advancing to cut down the enemy."
The enemy's more than two hundred people also shouted loudly, and then rushed towards Zhekui's side.
The guys in the front moved very slowly, but those at the back quickly moved their feet.
Their pace was also special, with varying speeds.
But they managed the speed just right, and as Zhuo Shiyue and his team advanced, they had just formed a circle, encapsulating them one by one.
"Kill them for me!"
Zhekui, surrounded, used about two commands of the Imperial Guard, and among them was one particularly powerful commander.
At this moment, Zhekui let out an angry roar and swung his fist forward, but the man opposite him did not resist; he only slightly dodged the punch.
