Bu Junfeng looked coldly at Lin Bai and the Eastern Region martial artists beside him. Shock and indifference surfaced in his eyes.
He truly had not expected that... despite the enormous disparity between the enemy and their side, the Eastern Region martial artists would still refuse to surrender and fight to the bitter end.
Yet he was also shaken by the Eastern Region martial artists' extraordinary cohesion. This might well have been the reason the Northern Region martial artists had been unable to set foot in Eastern Region territory despite exhausting hundreds of thousands of years.
But this time, things were completely different.
This time, the Northern Region martial artists had made thorough preparations. This battle was destined to carry them into Eastern Region territory.
"Wolf Marquis, why bother?" Bu Junfeng stared at Lin Bai and spoke with some reproach.
He could see that the main reason the Eastern Region martial artists refused to surrender and fought to the death was that Lin Bai, their spiritual leader, had not yet fallen. Apart from that, it was the encouragement of Seven Absolutes City's chivalrous spirit.
As long as Lin Bai died, the Eastern Region martial artists' alliance would inevitably collapse. Then they could eliminate the martial artists of Seven Absolutes City and shatter the last chivalrous spirit in this world.
Then this battle would surely end in complete victory!
"Putting up a futile resistance will only add a few more innocent deaths." Bu Junfeng shook his head. "Wolf Marquis, you aren't a fool. You should be able to see the current situation, right?"
"You could never be our match!"
Bu Junfeng continued earnestly trying to persuade him.
But many Eastern Region martial artists could no longer restrain the killing intent in their hearts and began shouting one after another:
"Holy Son