"It's already very difficult to get a chance to take action. If there is no way to kill the opponent, they will become helpless. In the end, they will only face a dead end and be killed by the opponent."

Yang Liu's expression was very serious, because he knew very well that this method was too extreme.

Having drained all the energy that could be mobilized from his body to carry out an almost fatal blow, the risk of failure was really increased.

By then, if they don't succeed, they will completely become a fish on someone else's chopping block.

Under such circumstances, they would either be killed or counter-killed.

Failure or failure is a perfect way to describe the situation at hand.

After hearing Yang Liu's words, Yang Yi suddenly became silent. He knew very well that no one was willing to die, and it was even less likely that anyone would be willing to hand over his life to the hands of others. There was only one life.

, it’s gone, it’s gone.

Even though Yang Yi is the king whom these marshals respect and admire the most, he has no right to persuade these passionate warriors to agree to this condition.

Therefore, Yang Yi did not dare to agree rashly, let alone risk the lives of the soldiers.

After a while, Yang Yi sighed slightly and said.

"I understand. I can't make the decision on this matter. I'd better ask them."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yi turned around, then quickly walked forward and looked at the remaining thirteen marshals standing very upright in front of him.
Chapter completed!