Outside the thatched cottage.
Chen Cangyun's hair was disheveled, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his face had turned deathly pale. Anyone with eyes could see that his oil had run dry and his lamp was about to go out—he had no strength left to fight.
The three Martial Kings possessed terrifying discernment. They easily saw through Chen Cangyun's desperate persistence and kept pressing forward step by step toward the door.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
The steady footsteps rang incomparably clear amid the deathly silence, reaching the ears of Qinghe Town's distant onlookers. An indescribable pressure shook thousands of people into silence, as mute as cicadas in winter!
Watching their City Lord be forced back step by step, everyone's hearts turned as cold as ice.
These three Martial King experts were truly vicious. Even after defeating the City Lord, they still intended to slaughter him to the last. Judging by their conduct, this battle would surely end with blood washing through hundreds of miles.
Ye City was finished...
When the nest was overturned, how could a single egg remain intact? Qinghe Town, too, was doomed to perish!
At the moment this tragic fate was about to descend, only the three Martial King experts had gotten their wish. They could not help laughing wildly, the sound so piercing that everyone gritted their teeth, lowered their heads, and felt as though their hearts were being twisted by knives!
"Hahaha..."
"Chen Cangyun, your bitter struggle is nothing but wasted effort!"
"From this day onward, all the lands under Ye City shall belong to us!"
"You may once have been famous far and wide, but now you are merely a dying man! Facing the combined siege of the three of us, no amount of pills can sustain you. Even if Heaven itself blesses