Dao Art: World Burying Three Blades

High in the sky!

Lu Shanhe, who had been locked in a frantic clash with Lin Baichuan, saw this scene and immediately felt his eyes split with rage, his face growing ever more twisted and terrifying.

"Bastard!"

He roared furiously, his killing intent soaring into the heavens.

He wished he could slaughter every single one of those River Mountain City higher-ups fleeing for their lives.

He had always believed he had treated those people well, yet now that disaster had struck, they had chosen to flee without the slightest hesitation.

This was betrayal.

"Lu Shanhe, I truly pity you. After managing it for so many years, River Mountain City is still nothing more than a scattered heap of sand, incapable of amounting to anything."

Lin Baichuan sneered repeatedly.

Yet his attacks did not pause in the slightest. As his battle saber swung, endless Blade Qi crisscrossed the air.

He casually unleashed all kinds of Heavenly Gang Divine Abilities, and within a radius of ten thousand zhang around him, the area had long since become an ocean of Blade Qi.

It forced Lu Shanhe into a rapid retreat, while the flames around him dissipated at an astonishing speed.

He had already been at a disadvantage in his battle against Lin Baichuan, suppressed and beaten all along. Now, seeing so many River Mountain City higher-ups betray him and seeing the entire city reduced to ruins beneath the mad bombardment of ten warships—

Years of painstaking work had been destroyed in one day, and his fighting spirit immediately deflated.

Naturally, his combat strength plummeted alongside it.

But though that was the case, he refused to admit it aloud. Gritting his teeth, he growled, "Lin Baichuan, you little bastard, don't think you've won just because of this."

"At worst, I'll simply leave. What can