The salt crystals exploded in the air, creating a hazy white fog.
When the fog cleared, a deep crack appeared on Yue Wuhen's Blood Moon Saber, while Qi Meizhen's Miao Saber still glittered coldly.
"You lost. Losing means leaving your life behind, because the Hake Tribe will not spare anyone who disturbs our people. Hmph!" Qi Meizhen said coldly, as her Miao Saber pierced out like lightning, aiming straight for Yue Wuhen's heart.
Yue Wuhen's eyes widened, but he was already dead, blood splattering everywhere.
The rebels, seeing the tide had turned, attempted to flee, but were caught one by one by the Hake Cavalry's lassos.
Qi Meizhen walked up to one rebel leader and lifted his chin with her Miao Saber: "Why did you betray me?"
That person sneered, "The Hake's salt fields should belong to the strong! You witch, you're just stealing the Khan position of the Hake Clan!"
