As the empty military tents were raised, the army's charging pace suddenly stopped.
It was as if he had used all his strength to hit the sponge with one punch.
At this moment, even if they realize it later, everyone knows that they have been tricked!
All of them have fallen into the trap!
In panic, Su Jin actually gave orders directly on Luo Yi's behalf. She said sternly: "Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
Luo Yi stood quietly and said calmly: "It's too late."
Sure enough, as soon as Luo Yi finished speaking, countless ghosts suddenly appeared around him.
These Netherworlds were standing where the human army was just now, looking down at Luo Yi and others who had fallen into the trap.
The expressions of Lu Xun and others suddenly changed, "Sure enough, we fell into the trap!"
The five people dispersed instantly, and everyone looked solemnly at the almost endless Netherworld army.
At this time, a young man dressed in black slowly walked out from among these Netherworld armies.
The young man's face was pale, and he was looking at Luo Yi below with an indifferent expression.
Luo Yi also turned to look at the Demon Lord at this moment.
Luo Yi frowned quietly.
The Demon Lord looked at Luo Yi condescendingly, "Do the humans really have no one to use? They let such a young boy be the coach."
Luo Yi twitched his lips and said, "We have already beaten you here. I really don't know what you have to be proud of."
The demon king's pale face was full of disdain: "They're just a bunch of rats that escaped all the way."
"I only need to hook my fingers now to wipe out your entire army."
The copper coin appeared in Luo Yi's hand again. The copper coin swam between Luo Yi's fingers. He looked at the Demon Lord with a calm expression: "You only have an army of 30,000 people now. Thirty thousand to one Wan Ye just has a numerical advantage, how do you know you will definitely win?"
The Demon Lord seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and there was a touch of amusement on his pale face: "The human race is still so ignorant of the heights of the world."
Su Jin stared at the Demon Lord, who was flanked by three Demon Commanders.
And there are about thirty demon generals here.
There are as many as 30,000 demon soldiers and demon disciples.
In this battle, Luo Yi and others will be wiped out if they are not careful.
The Demon Lord looked condescendingly at Luo Yi below, with a look of arrogance on his face: "I am very curious now, how long can you last with only ten thousand people?"
Luo Yi thought carefully for a while and said: "At least I can hold on for an hour or two, but actually I am also curious about something. Do you want to hear it?"
The Demon Lord sneered and said, "I know you are stalling for time, but what's the point? But I can do whatever you want. I'm all ears to hear what you want to say."
Luo Yi only found it interesting to see the Demon Lord's expression that he was sure of himself.
The coin was still swimming between his fingers, even though it was surrounded by the netherworld and was in a deadlock.
But there was no anxious look on Luo Yi's face, instead there was a faint smile on his face.
Luo Yi asked a question.
"How long do you think your Netherworld army of 20,000 can last?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.
Even the Demon Lord was startled subconsciously.
Su Jin beside Luo Yi was also stunned. She couldn't help turning her head and glanced at Luo Yi beside her.
However, Luo Yi still had a faint smile on his face at this moment, and Su Jin could not see any change in his expression at all.
She didn't know whether what Luo Yi said was true or whether he was deceiving the Demon Lord.
Sure enough, the Demon Lord narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Scheming?"
He said with some disdain: "If you only have this ability, then this will be your grave."
Luo Yi played with the copper coin and asked with a smile: "How about you and I making a bet?"
"Bet?" The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes: "What do you want to bet on?"
"How about just betting on whether the 20,000 Netherworld army is dead or alive now?" Luo Yi looked at the Demon Lord with a playful expression.
"Hmph, Guizhou donkey is very poor, so I will play with you today."
The corner of Luo Yi's mouth raised slightly, Luo Yi flicked his finger, and the copper coin in his hand instantly flew towards the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord held the copper coin between his fingers with an indifferent expression, then flicked his fingers slightly, and the copper coin was abandoned by him, and then fell into his palm.
Luo Yi smiled and said: "If I guessed wrong, the 20,000 troops might still be intact now, but if I guessed right, then it's hard to say."
The Demon Lord clasped his palm slightly and held the copper coin in his hand.
Luo Yi gave an answer casually: "I guess it's the side with the inscription."
The Demon Lord sneered: "Wrong."
He loosened his hand slightly, and the copper coin turned into a puddle of powder.
Luo Yi sighed, "It seems that my luck is not very good."
The demon lord sneered and raised his hand slightly, seemingly preparing to order a charge to kill.
Luo Yi's words just now, no matter whether he was deceiving him or not, had obviously left a seed of doubt in his heart.
At this moment, Luo Yi sighed for no reason: "My luck has never been very good, but your luck seems to be very average."
The demon king looked at Luo Yi like he was looking at an ant. He said with a haughty look: "Death in my hands can be considered a great blessing in your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of wind suddenly came from the distance.
The sound of breaking wind came very suddenly, and everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look.
Only Luo Yi did not turn his head to look. His hands kept making secrets, with extremely small amplitude and extremely fast speed...
In the distance, a demon general came with a weakened aura, riding the wind.
Hear the sound before anyone arrives.
"Lord Demon Lord! No... not good! Something serious is not going well!"
This demon general seemed to be seriously injured and was in a hurry. At this moment, he was taking in less air and outgoing more. He was speaking intermittently, and it looked like he would not survive.
"I...our army was ambushed..."
"Twenty...twenty thousand...an army...all..."
The Demon Lord suddenly fell to the ground, and the Demon Lord's pupils suddenly shrank.
The demon general who fell to the ground had a hoarse voice and said the last words with great difficulty.
"completely annihilated……"
"What?!" The expressions of the three demon commanders here changed drastically.
At this moment, another demon general came from the distance. His face was extremely pale, and his aura was also fluctuating.
The demon general roared loudly: "Lord Demon Lord! That human swordsman has escaped!"
"The rear...there are human reinforcements appearing in the rear!"
This Demon General staggered to the Demon Lord, and suddenly knelt down with a sad look on his face!
"How many reinforcements are there?" The Demon Lord forced himself to remain calm.
But the demon general's next words were like thunder falling from the sky!
"Behind...there are a hundred thousand human troops behind!"
"I...we...have been surrounded!!"
"What?!" The Demon Lord's expression changed wildly.
At this moment, Luo Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at the Demon Lord. His eyes narrowed into slits, and the smile on his face gradually condensed into a cold murderous intent.
Luo Yi said word by word:
"Now, who is in the urn?"
