Nu Duomeng, Komon, and Qing Yusi looked at the scene before them with mixed emotions. At first, a total of one hundred thousand Tianlan Tribe troops had come to attack Jinmai City. Now, fewer than two or three thousand remnants remained. The enormous contrast brought earth-shaking changes to the three of them. They had originally thought Jinmai City would be easy to deal with. Now it seemed that their own side had been the easy one to deal with.
The three had fled from Hu Xi's battlefield and hurried straight toward the Tianlan Tribe forces. When they sensed the fluctuations of battle, they knew something was wrong. By the time they arrived, they saw Nu Zhan and Ke Xiong being beaten into severe injuries and falling from the sky. Without another word, Komon charged forward and sent Lian Wushuang flying with a blast.
"Your General Hu Xi is truly ruthless! He actually forced our Tianlan Tribe people into such a state! We will definitely avenge this grudge!" Qing Yusi said calmly, but her voice was icy, making her intense killing intent unmistakable.
"Hmph! You think you can scare me? Defeated generals dare speak of revenge? If your cultivation had not been so high, even you would have died here today! Our General Hu Xi's plans are brilliant. What can you do against us? If we truly fight, the ten thousand-plus soldiers here will definitely blast even a Title Douluo like you off your pedestal!" Lian Wushuang had been sent flying by Komon and was in an extremely foul mood, so he stubbornly retorted.
"Brat! Say that again if you dare!" Nu Duomeng's eyes reddened as violent Soul Power began leaking from his body.
Zhu Tianguang stepped slightly forward, shielding Lian Wushuang from all the Soul Power pressure. He said calmly,