Chapter 1577: Chapter 591: Captured Alive_3
But at this time, dawdling here would be disregarding the lives of others.
These people are all Su Mo’s subordinates, bleeding and fighting for him. As Su Mo’s wife, how could I drag my feet now and endanger their lives?
Without hesitation, she turned the Dragon Abyss Spear in her hand and thrust it forward.
With a cracking sound, all the silver teeth in the Young Island Master’s mouth were instantly crushed by Yang Xiaoyun.
Immediately, she reversed the spear and sent it forward with a flick.
The Young Island Master let out a miserable cry as Yang Xiaoyun lifted him onto the spear’s tip.
She held the Young Island Master with one hand, letting him scream continuously at the spear’s tip, while extending her hand to pat the White Tiger’s back.
The White Tiger roared to the sky and leapt up to the mast.
The next moment, the roar resounded across the sea, echoing in all directions!
Hearing this commotion, everyone immediately turned to look.
They saw Yang Xiaoyun standing on the White Tiger, holding a Silver Spear, with the Young Island Master impaled on the spear, struggling incessantly, as blood dripped from his wounds onto the ship.
Yang Xiaoyun breathed deeply and shouted:
"Your commander is dead, why don’t you surrender!?"
The inner strength from the Da Shang Xuanting Scripture surged powerfully!
At that instant, even though Gui Xu Island had the advantage in numbers, everyone exchanged glances, and their morale plummeted.
The Li Sect Disciples, though holding their ground, had a high morale.
Gu Qingsong laughed loudly and said:
"The Hall Master’s Wife is truly a heroic woman!!!
"Hear me, brigands of Gui Xu Island, lay down your weapons, and those who surrender shall not be killed!!"
"Lay down your weapons, and those who surrender shall not be killed!!"
"Lay down your weapons, and those who surrender shall not be killed!!"
In battle, morale is the most crucial element.
The Young Island Master being captured alive by Yang Xiaoyun, and his desolate appearance being hoisted by a spear, signaled the end for the Gui Xu Island experts.
In an instant, everyone lost their courage and had no will to fight.
Just as the situation seemed settled, suddenly a voice shouted loudly:
"The Young Island Master is captured, but we still have the numerical advantage, and cannot just surrender. The Island Master is still in the Martial God Temple, once he comes out, the tide can surely be turned!!!"
Though initially one person’s voice was small, once someone shouted, many others echoed with angry cries.
The sounds rose one after another, somewhat boosting the originally dropped morale.
Yang Xiaoyun frowned, her expression turning cold. She was about to decapitate the Young Island Master before them to see how they would turn the tide...
At this moment, she gazed into the distance and suddenly burst into laughter:
"Look! Our Dragon King Hall army has arrived, why not surrender now? What are you waiting for?
"With the Eight Demonic Punishment Orders issued, even ghosts and deities would fall!"
Upon these words, some immediately looked afar and indeed saw an overwhelming number of boats obscuring the horizon.
Their numbers were several times larger.
Under the Thousand mile Sight, the flags on the ships were distinctly visible.
It was precisely the eight sects: Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Gen, Xun, Dui!
"The Eight Demonic Punishment Orders... Su Mo was prepared all along, we’re... we’re simply doomed!!"
"The Young Island Master was captured first, the Eight Demonic Punishment Orders followed, this... this is simply a death trap, how can we fight?"
The murmurs started softly, but soon spread throughout the crowd.
Seeing this, Gu Qingsong, though puzzled why the Li Clan was also here, considering Ling Hua Bai’s betrayal that Su Mo had known about, felt it was all peculiar, logically they shouldn’t have joined the other seven sects to form the Eight Demonic Punishment Orders...
But there was no time to ponder over this now.
Seeing the enemy’s morale completely shattered, he immediately ordered the disciples to shout ’those who surrender shall not be killed’, while charging forward.
All who surrendered were immobilized and thrown aside.
Those who continued to resist were all slain.
Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyun knew the situation was secured.
She then sat back on the White Tiger, led by the White Tiger, and with the Young Island Master on her spear, returned to the main formation.
From afar, she saw Su Mo and his party emerging from the Martial God Temple gates.
Can’t help but express joy:
"Husband!!!"
Her call spread far and wide.
Wei Ziyi, Little Situ, Cen Beihuan, Zhou Su, Yin Xiaoyu, and others turned to look.
Su Mo also smiled slightly, the head from Xu Huai Valley held by Xiao He wasn’t needed anymore.
Now Gu Qingsong and Wang Shuai could handle the situation, Shi Shengtian had already dealt with the Dark Dragon Guard, originally thinking he could assist Yang Xiaoyun.
But it turns out he wasn’t needed for this at all.
He couldn’t help but feel a bit emotional.
Su Mo matured at a young age, Yang Xiaoyun, full of heroic spirit, was expected to act rashly, but who knew she too was so seasoned, not giving the enemy any chance.
She directly pressed their advantage against the opponent, thoroughly defeating them.
This young couple was truly remarkable.
In no time, Yang Xiaoyun and her group returned to the Martial God Temple’s outer plaza.
Su Mo and his group approached from the entrance, meeting them.
Yang Xiaoyun first threw the Young Island Master onto the ground. He grunted in pain but didn’t want to lose his composure in front of Su Mo.
He glared at Su Mo, angered by this opponent’s triumphant demeanor, and gritted his teeth:
"Su Mo... where is my father?"
Su Mo glanced at him and chuckled:
"Who are you?"
These four words were truly soul-crushing.
The Young Island Master’s frown deepened:
"You don’t recognize me?"
Yang Xiaoyun laughed and dismounted from the White Tiger, coming to Su Mo’s side:
"This is the Young Island Master of Gui Xu Island, they ran out of people, so the Young Island Master personally led the expedition. I, riding the White Tiger, with everyone’s help, captured him alive."
"Oh?"
Su Mo paused, looked at Yang Xiaoyun, and smiled:
"You’ve worked hard."
From her words, he knew this endeavor was swift, and she probably hadn’t witnessed the Young Island Master’s divine skill, only capturing him with haste using the White Tiger.
Otherwise, if they had waited until he emerged from the Martial God Temple, the battle probably wouldn’t have reached such an extent.
He knew Yang Xiaoyun was inherently competitive, loved contesting with others, so suppressing her nature this time was quite commendable.
Yang Xiaoyun gently shook her head, about to speak, when Zhen Xiaoxiao’s voice, filled with joy, came through:
"Master, look, look!!"
Su Mo turned his head to see Zhen Xiaoxiao dragging over two one-legged copper men as if presenting a treasure.
Only when Su Mo fixed his gaze did he pause:
"Where did another one-legged copper man come from?
"Why... is it also nodding and bowing?"
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