C1745 Devil Clan Chief Commander!
C1745 Devil Clan Chief Commander!
"Ah!"
Yan Xiaoyun was stunned. There were no more than ten people, but Zhang Tianhao's disciples from the Carefree Sect had already exceeded ten. Yan Xiaoyun naturally had no reason to ask them not to save her sect's people, but to save the disciples from the Ice Palace.
"I understand. Young Master Zhang, this might be fate!" Yan Xiaoyun said bitterly.
Zhang Tianhao looked at Yan Xiaoyun's endless disappointment and comforted her, "Senior Sister Yan, you don't have to be so desperate. Things might not have come to this!"
"Mm, you're right. There is no such thing as a dead end in the world. I have to get back on my feet." Yan Xiaoyun said with a determined expression.
At this moment, Zhang Tianhao suddenly thought of something. He grabbed a person from the Divine Mansion.
"Senior Sister Yan, this person still needs to be dealt with by your Ice Palace."
Plop!
A person fell to the ground. It was Wang Junjie.
"Wang Junjie? It's him?"
Yan Xiaoyun looked at Wang Junjie who was lying on the ground and was slightly stunned. However, she immediately thought of something. She looked at Wang Junjie who was on the ground and said with killing intent, "So it's you, traitor."
Wang Junjie no longer had his previous arrogance. Looking at Yan Xiaoyun, who wanted to eat him alive, Wang Junjie was so scared that his face turned white. "Senior Sister Yan, please forgive me, please forgive me!"
"Hahaha, forgive you, you traitor. What right do you have to make me forgive you?"
Yan Xiaoyun slapped Wang Junjie on the face. This slap directly made Wang Junjie's face swell up. If Yan Xiaoyun did not use her cultivation, this slap would have taken Wang Junjie's life. But even so, Wang Junjie was still slapped by Yan Xiaoyun until he spat out Blood Foam.
"Senior Sister Yan …"
Wang Junjie lay on the ground and kept kowtowing to Yan Xiaoyun.
"Hmph, what else do you have to say? A traitor …" Yan Xiaoyun only had deep disdain and resentment for Wang Junjie.
The other disciples of Ice Palace also had endless hatred for Wang Junjie. Wang Junjie betrayed Ice Palace, and this kind of behavior had long been disdained by all the disciples of Ice Palace.
"Young Master Zhang, you are the one who brought him back. How are you going to deal with him? If Young Master Zhang has no other opinions, Yan Xiaoyun suggests that you execute him."
Yan Xiaoyun no longer had any thoughts of bringing him back to Ice Palace to be judged. After all, in this situation, even she didn't know if she could successfully return to Ice Palace. It was impossible to bring another person back.
Zhang Tianhao thought for a moment and said to Yan Xiaoyun, "Senior Sister Yan, I suggest letting him go."
Yan Xiaoyun looked at Zhang Tianhao in shock and asked, "Let him go? Young Master Zhang, what do you mean?"
Not only Yan Xiaoyun, but the other Ice Palace disciples also thought that they had misheard.
Zhang Tianhao laughed and said, "You didn't hear wrongly. Let him go and let him die on his own. If we kill him, we will be in trouble too. When the time comes, Wang Junjie's master will investigate. If you kill him, you will be implicated."
Yan Xiaoyun could not help but give Zhang Tianhao a look of approval. She felt that Zhang Tianhao was indeed very considerate. Indeed, Wang Junjie's master was also a Divine Sovereign Stage warrior. He had all kinds of mysterious methods. As long as he killed Wang Junjie, the other party might use some kind of method to find the murderer. If Wang Junjie was to die on his own, it would be different. That would have nothing to do with them. Besides, in this situation, if he died on his own, it would be the same as Wang Junjie's death sentence.
Wang Junjie was also terrified at this moment. If he was left alone in the Spirit Mountain, he might encounter a Devil Clan warrior at any time. He would definitely die. Furthermore, his cultivation was now completely lost, and he was a cripple.
"No... Senior Sister Yan, you can't do this..." Wang Junjie cried out in grief.
Yan Xiaoyun looked at Yan Junjie with disdain and said, "It's already merciful enough to not kill you. It is impossible to bring you along. Sisters, let's go..."
Wang Junjie was abandoned in the wilderness just like that. Although he wanted to catch up to the Ice Palace and Carefree Sect's team as much as possible, he was already a cripple at this moment, so it was naturally impossible for him to catch up.
Not even ten minutes after the disciples of the Ice Palace and Carefree Sect left, a tall figure appeared behind Wang Junjie. This tall figure was about three meters tall, and he had two horns on his head. His blood-red eyes were wide open as he stared at Wang Junjie, who was looking at him in fear.
"Tsk tsk tsk... A human, I wonder if his heart is good or not." The Devil Clan Martial Artist smiled.
"No... No..."
Wang Junjie's face turned pale from fright.
Wang Junjie's luck was indeed very bad. It was fine if he met the Devil Clan, but this time, he met the Heart Eater Clan. As the name suggested, the Heart Eater Clan was a race that specialized in eating hearts.
"Puchi!"
The Devil Clan Martial Artist grabbed Wang Junjie's body and pulled out his heart from his body.
Wang Junjie felt a chill in his heart as he felt his heart being pulled out.
"My... My heart..."
Very quickly, Wang Junjie felt the world spin around him, and then he didn't know what was going on.
At this moment, the entire Spirit Mountain was filled with Devil Clan Martial Artists. The martial artists of the Ten Holy Lands and the Devil Clan were engaged in a life-and-death battle. The Devil Clan Martial Artist slowly closed in on the Ten Holy Lands, preparing to completely annihilate the martial artists of the Ten Holy Lands on the Spirit Mountain. The martial artists of the Ten Holy Land all wanted to rush down the mountain, but they all failed every time. However, the martial artists of the Ten Holy Lands were not weak. It was not so easy for the Devil Clan Martial Artist to kill all the martial artists of the Ten Holy Lands. Both sides were in a stalemate.
Somewhere in the True Devil Battlefield, a dozen or so Devil Clan Martial Artists were anxiously waiting for something. These Devil Clan Martial Artists stared at the white Space Barrier in front of them.
"Yassie, you said that the Great Commander will descend upon the True Devil Battlefield? Is this news true?" A high-ranked Devil Clan Martial Artist asked.
"Lord Ning Bo, this is the news that I received. It is absolutely true." The Devil Clan Martial Artist called Yassie smiled and said.
"That's good. The Great Commander's strength is far above ours. If the Great Commander is here to help us destroy the ten Holy Lands on Mount Numinous, it will definitely not be a problem." Ning Bo laughed.
Yassie chuckled and said, "Lord Ning Bo, this was originally Lord Devil Emperor who was worried that our strength was not enough, so he sent the Great Commander to help us. It's just that the space is unstable, and the Great Commander wants to reward us. The Heavenly Devil Clan also has to pay a great price."
Ning Bo nodded and said, "Of course. However, if we can kill these ten Holy Lands' human martial artists, it would be worth it no matter how much we pay."