Yao Qiantu and Hua Muyang were both very afraid at this mont.
At present, in the two great sacred lands, there are basically no powerful masters appearing, and Lv Chunyang has already been killed. The remaining grandmasters simply can’t withstand the tiger and wolf-like forces of the Blood Clan and Werewolves. The two great sacred lands have been utterly defeated!
The sect masters of their two great sacred lands are now like fish on a chopping board, only able to be slaughtered.
"Esteed Lord Vlad, Lord Heck, we don’t know why you’ve called us here. Is there sothing you want to instruct us on?" Thinking of this, Hua Muyang smiled, a very flattering smile, and spoke obsequiously.
He had already made up his mind.
Surrender!
As long as he could keep his life, he would do anything.
Seeing this, Yao Qiantu hesitated for a mont in his heart. If he surrendered at this ti, his reputation would surely be ruined, and posterity would definitely carve his na on a pillar of sha, being cursed by countless people.
However, if he remained steadfast now, apart from being killed, he wouldn’t gain any benefits.
The world is vast, but nothing is more precious than life.
At this thought, Yao Qiantu also smiled obsequiously, "What Master Hua said is exactly what I’m thinking. If there’s anything you need from us, we will do our utmost to satisfy you."
Vlad III and Heck exchanged glances, seeing the astonishnt in each other’s eyes.
Previously, within the dicine King Valley, the resistance of those few Martial Saints was nothing short of heroic! Fan Pingyuan and Jiang Yizhan fought to the last mont without stopping, even sacrificing their lives to slay powerful enemies! Although Vlad III and Heck didn’t say it aloud, they were very impressed in their hearts! Battling against such opponents was exhilarating!
Especially Lv Chunyang.
Dominant, forceful, terrifying!
In the Martial Saint Body of the Human Clan, he managed to defeat them of the sa level. Despite his own decline, in the last monts of life, he shone brilliantly, as dazzling as fireworks.
Such people, Vlad III and Heck, were not just admiring but also fearing!
Had the Eastern Sacred Land had one or two more such people, they wouldn’t dare to invade at all!
But they never thought that the sect masters of the two sacred lands, Yao Qiantu and Hua Muyang, would be such cowards.
Heck sneered, "Two kowtowing worms, truly disgusting."
Vlad III also shook his head and said, "Previously, Fan Pingyuan, Jiang Yizhan, and Lv Chunyang fought bravely to the death, earning our respect. In comparison, your actions are truly nauseating. How can there be so few heroes in the vast East?"
Hearing this, Yao Qiantu and Hua Muyang blushed, feeling ashad. However, the sha only flashed briefly before being replaced by ingratiating smiles.
"Lv Chunyang and the others didn’t know the tis and tried to resist when the two lords ca. We had long been dissatisfied."
"The Blood Clan and Wolf Clan are all noble races. Coming to our East, we should naturally receive them with utmost respect and offer our most precious things."
Both of them spoke sycophantically.
Vlad III and Heck’s eyes both showed a hint of disdain; Yao Qiantu and Hua Muyang truly lacked integrity.
But that’s fine. It’s precisely because of people like them that things will be easier to handle, and the following tasks won’t be too troubleso.
"I heard that in your dicine King Valley, there are many precious treasures. Offer them to us," Vlad III said with a faint smile, "And don’t think about being tricky. If you’re found out, killing you and supporting another spokesperson is effortless!"
"Yes, yes."
Both nodded respectfully.
"How can our dignified sacred land suffer such humiliation in battle?!"
Suddenly, at this mont, a loud shout ca from outside the square.
"Hmm?"
Vlad III and Heck both frowned and looked outside.
It was a Great Grandmaster with bloodstains all over his body. In the previous battle with Fan Pingyuan and Jiang Yizhan, most of the grandmasters from the two sacred lands were killed or scattered. Unexpectedly, he ca here voluntarily.
"Our sacred land has stood in the East for a thousand years and will never succumb to the iron feet of foreign invaders. If you want to plunder our sacred land’s resources, dream on!"
The Great Grandmaster’s eyes were blood-red and roared.
"Ha."
Vlad III chuckled.
"Interesting." A graceful smile appeared on his mouth. His subordinates shuddered upon seeing this scene. They all knew that when Vlad III showed such a smile, it was ti for the enemy to be cruelly tortured!
Swoosh!
Sure enough, Vlad III pointed a finger at the Great Grandmaster, and a black Gang Qi shot out with a whistling sound.
The black Gang Qi was as sharp as a sword and extrely fast, reaching the Great Grandmaster in an instant.
The Great Grandmaster was terrified, hurriedly trying to dodge, but he didn’t get away. With a "poof", the Gang Qi penetrated his body, then ca out through his back, leaving a clear blood hole in his body!
Blood gushed out like a fountain.
The Great Grandmaster’s eyes widened, showing disbelief.
Just one strike!
With just one strike, Vlad III seriously injured him, leaving him with no power to resist. Could the gap between a Grandmaster and a Martial Saint be this vast?
"The sacred land will not fall! The will to fight will not extinguish! Vlad III, Heck, soone will definitely seek revenge on you!" the Great Grandmaster shouted loudly.
He stood like a mountain, eyes wide open, staring at the two, filled with blood red.
Even seriously injured, he retained his heroic spirit, without a sign of submission.
"Even ants and mosquitoes dare to roar at the heavens?" Heck’s voice was very cold.
After saying this, he flashed into a shadow, and in an instant, arrived in front of the man, punching out heavily, the force of his fist was fierce, and struck the man heavily. With a "bang", the man scread miserably, his body shattered into pieces, and blood gushed wildly.
"How brutal." Vlad III shook his head, "Werewolves are indeed a barbaric race." He originally intended to use so ingenious thods to torture the Great Grandmaster, but Heck unexpectedly killed him with one punch.
"In the future, anyone who challenges my authority will face the sa fate!"
Heck said coldly.
The voice, infused with Gang Qi, was heard by everyone in the dicine King Valley.
Yao Qiantu and Hua Muyang, seeing the outco before them, were so scared they almost wet themselves, plopping to the ground, crying out, "We will surely use the resources of the sacred land to win the favor of the clans."
Many disciples of dicine King Valley and the Hushan Sect showed looks of desolation in their eyes.
Their sect masters had bowed their backs to beco traitors. What could they do? They could only live in humiliation, crawling under the iron feet of the foreigners.
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