"Jiang Chuan, that bastard!"
The moment Zhao Zihao learned about this, he was the first to explode.
"What does he mean, if the bombardment can't kill us, then bomb us however he likes?! Does he know there are plenty of Cloud Seal Cannonballs in there this time, as well as missiles refined through artifact-forging methods, like Mother-Child Soul Chasing Bullets?!"
"Not being blown to death doesn't mean we won't be wounded."
Qiuyue Bai was equally furious. "That bastard Jiang Chuan! No wonder he's from Nandu City—just like Zhu Yuanzhang, instead of putting pressure on ordinary people, he puts pressure on cultivators like us!"
"That guy will get struck by lightning sooner or later!" Meng Luoshu gritted her teeth.
"Feiyang, aren't you going to curse Jiang Chuan a little too?" Noticing that Zheng Feiyang beside them had remained silent, Zhao Zihao asked.
"I don't want to eat a Dragon Serpent Combined Attack."
"..."
"Zhao Zihao, why don't you go beat him up?" Song Zhiyan looked like she was enjoying the spectacle and wanted to fan the flames.
"I firmly support the King of Jiangnan."
"..."
Zhao Zihao perfectly demonstrated what it meant to change faces in a second.
Zheng Feiyang, Qiuyue Bai, and the others all rolled their eyes at Zhao Zihao.
At the same time, with the orders from the Seven Swords King and Jiang Chuan issued, the army immediately marched toward the front line.
The treads of tanks and armored vehicles slowly crushed over the hard road, producing heavy, rhythmic roars.
In the sky, several helicopters sliced through the air with their rotors, whistling past and tearing through the tranquil heavens.
From afar, they looked like a steel dragon stretching from Dihua City and flying toward the distance.
The long dragon left the city behind and entered the vast