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At this moment, the people who came to watch the show had all run off, leaving behind the group of men in black who continued to fight with the soldiers. They kept charging towards where Jin Lin was, but there were too many soldiers for them to break through.2

At this moment, Ye Kai had also escaped far away with the crowd. He was quietly observing from within a room.

The purple-clothed youth on the roof shot out a cold glare and said in an emotionless voice, "Those who are hiding in the dark, quickly come out. I have to save this person today!"

His voice was heard far away, but none of the Martial Saints hidden in the shadows came out.

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll kill him!" The violet-clothed youth's figure instantly disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of the Martial Saint.

The purple flames under his feet quickly spread out. At the same time, he raised his right hand and the Fiery Solar Sword slashed out like lightning. Blood splattered everywhere. He didn't even bother looking as he coldly sheathed his sword and turned around.

The body of the Martial Saint from before "Plop!" With a thud, he fell to the ground, a bloody wound appearing on his neck. At this moment, he still had a shocked expression on his face.

"Pa Pa Pa!" Applause rang out, and a middle-aged man slowly emerged from the shadows, clapping his hands with a smile on his face.

The violet-clothed youth turned his gaze towards the middle-aged man and sneered coldly. He said with disdain, "Finally, someone good enough to look at!"

The middle-aged man also smiled faintly: "As expected of the famous Purple Flame, so easily killing a fourth level Martial Saint. Truly a young talent, it's a pity that you're not the enemy of our Redbud Kingdom!"

The purple flames beneath his feet quickly spread out and rushed towards the middle-aged man. At the same time, the Fiery Solar Sword in his hand also began to emit light, as if it was the power of the sun itself.

The middle-aged man retreated with explosive speed. A long blade appeared in his hand as he quickly stood together with the young man.

"Save him!" The youth's cold voice rang out. The three Martial Saints from afar had already arrived beside Jin Lin. One of them carried Jin Lin on his back.

However, the three of them were Martial Saints and these soldiers could not stop them at all. In the blink of an eye, they were all sent flying. The Martial Saints hidden in the darkness also appeared and chased after the three of them.

The three of them were stunned, not knowing what to do. The purple-clothed youth from earlier had appeared out of nowhere and endless purple flames spread out from his body. He had said that he would force the five Martial Saints to retreat.

"Let's go!"

He only left one sentence, and that middle-aged man had already forced his way over. He could only accept the challenge.

The three of them hesitated for a moment before quickly leaving. Their goal this time was to save them, and the longer they stayed, the more dangerous it would be. Thus, the good people chose to immediately leave this place.

Very soon, the first dozen or so men in black also left. The ground was littered with the corpses of the Redbud King soldiers, dyeing the marble ground red.

The few Martial Saints did not chase after Shen Nian. Instead, they gathered together and surrounded the purple-clothed youth.

"Aren't you going after the prisoners?" The violet-clothed young man laughed.

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