Boom!
The winds rise and clouds surge.
At so unknown ti, the edge of the battlefield becos engulfed in a mass of pitch-black evil clouds.
Crunch!
Crunch!
Crunch!
Even though Su Yue remains invisible, he is still pressed into severe pain, his bones almost being crushed.
Luckily, his Qi Blood has reached 2000 calories; otherwise, he would certainly be seriously injured.
Then, at the center of the dark clouds, a middle-aged mber of the Yangxiang Race steps across the clouds, wearing a black leather robe.
Cang Ji’s eyebrows are very long, making him look omnipotent; ordinary Martial Artists are suffocated just by glancing at him.
"This... is Cang Ji! So strong, stronger than Mo Kai, stronger than my foster father."
Su Yue’s heart races.
No wonder Zhao Qi Corps is forced into such a situation; this Divine Elder from Jing Niao City is the most powerful one Su Yue has seen, without exception.
But Su Yue is puzzled, why does Cang Ji keep standing outside the crack without crossing the spatial barrier?
Of course.
Under Cang Ji’s overwhelming killing intent, the pressure Lin Dongqi applied to the alien army has dissipated completely.
"Cang Ji, don’t you want my head?
"Co over, cross the void crack, my head is yours for the taking!"
Lin Dongqi sneers coldly, his face full of contempt.
This Cang Ji is extrely cunning.
Every ti he attacks the city, he organizes allied forces to simultaneously charge other battlefields, leaving no spare strength for resistance.
Lin Dongqi feels great pressure.
"Hahaha, Lin Dongqi, your calculation is good, trying to use your Divine Land’s ultimate Sacred Artifact to perish together with , Cang Ji?
"Unfortunately, you are unworthy; perhaps your Divine Land’s Yuan Longhan might qualify to exchange lives with !"
Cang Ji bursts into laughter.
Sacrificing a Ninth Grade’s life can use the ultimate Sacred Artifact to slay another Ninth Grade.
Cang Ji is not that foolish.
"Humph, cowardly rat!"
Lin Dongqi ridicules contemptuously.
"This ti, my n ca to Earth not to wage war, only to deliver a ssage!
"Thunder Sacrifice City has slain many of our Yangxiang Race’s Grandmasters, and I, Cang Ji, retaliated by capturing seven of your Divine Land’s major generals.
"Lin Dongqi, I give you three days to consider; if you are willing to duel one-on-one, I may spare these seven lives.
"You only have three days... after three days, co outside Jing Niao City, and face one-on-one in a duel to the death!
"This is also your chance to kill !"
Swoosh!
The Yangxiang Race, engaged in battle, begins to retreat.
At the sa ti, a three-dinsional projection unfolds suddenly above the war-torn city.
Sure enough.
The projection shows seven human Grandmaster major generals.
They are bound by vines in the mud, tornted beyond recognition.
Even at this mont, there are still Yangxiang Race mbers fiercely whipping them, and half of a major general’s face has been lashed away.
"General, Cang Ji is trying to set you up; do not fall for it."
At this mont, one of the major generals screams desperately.
Smack!
However, he is slapped off his mouth by a Yangxiang Race Grandmaster.
Buzz!
Cang Ji then orders the projection to be closed.
...
"Lin Dongqi, I’ve delivered my ssage; I’ll wait for you outside Jing Niao City for three days, see you there!
"You and I are both Ninth Grade, you know my character, I stick to my word, I will not break my promise to release them; I am aiming to reach the absolute peak, I will not deceive soone of your kind.
"Your n are yours to save or abandon, the choice is yours.
"My goal is simple... I want to kill you to prove my power."
Cang Ji’s voice echoes like thunder across the sky of the tumultuous city.
By this ti, the Yangxiang Race’s army has already retreated to the crack!
Deathly silence!
The whole city becos silent as death.
Everyone’s gaze is locked on Lin Dongqi.
"General, this is a trap, you must not accept it!"
A Vice Admiral steps forward, full of urgency.
"Humph, Lin Dongqi, if you have any guts, it’s best to co to the appointnt.
"Using your life to exchange for peace in the third battlefield; I think this is a fair trade. Think about those dead Martial Artists.
"All troops, retreat... hahaha!
"Also, let remind you, if you dare not co, my Tuyue Warriors will frequently visit here, they love your human hearts most...
"Of course, you may send secret agents to rescue your hostages... co one, I’ll kill one. Co a group, I’ll kill a group, hahaha!"
The alien army, like a thunderstorm, cos swiftly and leaves swiftly.
As Cang Ji’s words fall, already half of the alien race has returned to the crack.
Su Yue switched to the Yangxiang Race state.
Before becoming invisible, he had already changed his clothes in advance, now appearing as the purest Yangxiang Race warrior.
Su Yue follows at the rear of the team, with a worried face, heading towards the Wetland.
anwhile, he glances back at Lin Dongqi.
This General has a tough choice.
He is simply no match for Cang Ji, yet he is forced by Cang Ji’s open sche, without a way to escape.
Those seven captive major generals must be saved.
Su Yue is also troubled.
He wants to save the lives of those seven major generals; though strangers, it is what a Martial Artist should do.
But unfortunately, where the Grandmasters are detained, he simply cannot infiltrate.
This level of warfare is beyond his ability to interfere.
This ti, Zhao Qi Corps faces a major event.
And Su Yue’s foot steps into the Wetland!
...
"Clean up the battlefield."
Lin Dongqi issues the briefest command, then turns and leaves.
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