C183 Announce War!
C183 Announce War!
With that, the 7-Essences Inoue and the people from Yemen entered. Huangyan was also among them.
"Two beauties, I'm afraid that your Saint Ruler will be buried here today. Or else, if you promise to follow me, I can spare your lives, cripple your martial arts, and become my slave in the future, what do you think?"
The moment he finished, White Impermanence glared at him and said, "I must kill you."
"Hahaha, come!"
Just as the Inoue's Seven Origin Stage cultivator finished speaking, Di Tianjun looked at him and said with a smile: "You said that."
Huangyan was the only one in the crowd after he finished speaking. He was the one who had personally witnessed the rise of Temple, so he naturally knew of Di Tianjun's methods.
Although he had six Paragons with him, he still felt a bit uneasy.
He whispered to Yemen, "Be careful."
"What are you afraid of? "Huangyan, no matter what, you are still a great Saint Ruler. Why are you so afraid of this brat? Is he really that powerful that you would fear him?"
If he did not act arrogantly now, he would not act arrogantly at all.
He pointed at Di Tianjun and said, "Yes, as I said. Come and take my life if you dare. A dying man still wants to talk nonsense. Yemeni brother, kill them."
As he finished his sentence, Yemen looked at Jess. At this time Jess said lightly: "We have an agreement. My sister has a debt of gratitude. I do not want to make a move directly. You guys deal with it."
With that, Jess and his men retreated.
Yemen didn't waste any time talking and directly went forward, with Huangyan and his group of five behind them still having more than a dozen Holy Model Master to go forward.
Di Tianjun looked at Huangyan and said coldly, "Huangyan, have you thought it through?"
Huangyan said with a heavy expression, "I admit that you are very strong, but you are powerless today. Saint King Haotian, after you die, I will find a good grave for you."
A Holy Model Master guard at the side handed over a western sword. White Impermanence and Yin Sha immediately stood in front of Di Tianjun and said, "Big bro, with your strength, you should be able to get out of this fight with your life on the line. Don't worry about us."
Inoue laughed out loud upon hearing that, "You still want to go out? The people outside are all our people, who can leave? Furthermore, I can tell you that right now, your Temple is probably a mess as well. Us, the Sanctuary, the Red Shield Family, and Huangyan have all launched attacks on your Temple. Even if they received the news right now, they wouldn't have the time to save you! "
When White Impermanence and Yin Sha heard this, their expressions changed. If several parties were to join hands, then the situation outside should have already turned chaotic.
At this time, Di Tianjun looked at them and said, "I really don't understand. If you all really want to deal with Temple that much, why didn't you do it when I was not around, and instead waited for me here?"
Looking at Di Tianjun's casual appearance, Yemen said indifferently: "Because the formation of Temple is different from the other two forces, and Temple was created by you alone, if you don't die, the Temple may come back to life, you have to die in order to let us rest peacefully, originally I thought that you wouldn't appear, but who would have thought that you would appear so recklessly."
Hearing this, Di Tianjun looked at Yemen and smiled: "So that's the case, but you guys can deal with me like this?"
After saying that, Yemen looked at Di Tianjun and said, "Stop stalling. It's useless if you keep stalling. If I were you, I would obediently surrender to avoid physical pain."
Di Tianjun laughed loudly.
"Yemen, you're one of the top figures, how could you think that I was stalling for time? According to your plans, if you succeed, do you think that there would be any effect of me stalling for time?"
Yemen's eyes opened wide, and at this moment, with a bang, the banquet's door was kicked open, and a human figure rushed in.
When he looked over, he saw a Yemeni subordinate lying on the floor, spitting blood. Upon seeing Yemeni, his eyes widened and he struggled for a moment. It seemed as though he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he died.
When everyone looked at the door, a woman with a whip in her hand and a mask on her face, her long hair fluttering in the wind, looked at Di Tianjun and said lightly, "You really don't want to die. When everyone looked at the door, a woman with a whip in her hand and a mask on her face, her long hair dancing in the wind, she looked at Di Tianjun and said lightly,
The woman's attitude did not put the Yemeni pedestrian in her eyes at all. Jess frowned as he felt that things were about to change. It seemed that he had no choice but to take action.
He whispered, "Butler Huo!"
"Don't worry young master, I've already made arrangements for the future."
Hearing Huo De's words, Jess nodded his head and stopped worrying. He was confident in the strength of his family.
While he was thinking, he saw Yemen staring at the woman at the door.
At this moment, Di Tianjun opened his mouth.
"Sigh, there's no other way. If you don't make such arrangements, it won't show your power. After all, there are too many people who want to kill me right now. You should just make an example out of them."
Upon saying that, Wen Wan looked to Yemen and said coldly, "It's all because of you, which is why I can't make a move. I deserve to die."
Yemen immediately said, "You are the one who saved Kaiser that day. I was wondering why someone would suddenly make a move, so it was all Di Tianjun's doing. Alright, since you guys are here today, I'll leave you all here. You guys are powerless now."
After Yemen had finished speaking, another three figures appeared at the door. When their auras spread, they were surprisingly also Zhi Zun.
Di Tianjun frowned and looked at Jess. Right now, the people from the Red Shield Family had yet to move. There were already nine Martial Saints on Yemen's side.
Things were somewhat unexpected!
He immediately looked towards Wen Wan and said, "Sister Wan'er, I can't fight anymore. Can you withstand the nine Martial Saints?"
Wen Wan took off her mask, revealing her exceptional face. Her red lips slightly curled up as she said, "I'll give you five minutes to force the poison."
Finished speaking, Wen Wan moved. With a flick of her whip, she took the lead to head towards Yemen.
At this time, Huangyan rushed towards Di Tianjun at an extremely fast speed because their goal was to kill Di Tianjun. As long as Di Tianjun died, everything would be done.
Seeing that, White Impermanence and Yin Sha wanted to attack, but they were stopped by Di Tianjun.
With a bang, the glass shattered and the bullet landed in front of Huangyan.
Even though Huangyan was a Zhi Zun, he was still afraid of bullets.
It was just that the speed of a normal spear master's shot couldn't keep up with his speed.
However, that shot almost hit him.
While he was frowning intently, the sound of glass shattering could be heard once again. One figure after another descended from the various places in the banquet hall, and when the Qi exploded, there was no lack of Holy Model Master experts.
Six of them quickly landed in front of Di Tianjun. Then, one of the men looked at Di Tianjun and said, "Saint Ruler, long time no see!"
"Iron Fist, I heard sister Wan'er say that you have reached Half-Zhizun a while ago. Can the other party hit you?"
At this time, Di Tianjun looked towards Huangyan. He stretched out his neck and said, "Sure."
"Beat him, beat him to death!"
Huangyan felt humiliated after hearing Di Tianjun's words. After all, he was still a Saint Ruler, how could he not be mentioned in Di Tianjun's eyes?
The other party was merely a Half-Zhizun while he was already an established Zhizun realm expert.
Huangyan wanted to quickly kill Iron Fist's group of six, but the other five did not move at all. They only saw Iron Fist taking a step forward with a single punch, and his body was flowing without any air. Huangyan sneered, seeing that he would not cripple Iron Fist with just one punch.
The two fists collided, and the radiance around Huangyan instantly became relaxed. It was because his Qi was disrupted and he was sent flying, startling Jess and the others who were watching the fight from the side.
Huangyan's entire being became fiercer. Since the other party was not breathing at all, it meant that he really wasn't a Martial Saint.
A Half-Zhizun was able to dissipate his anger?
How was this possible?
Jess had seen everything clearly, and his face also darkened a little, "Something's not right!"
"Indeed, that's not right. Those six people should be the weakest among them, but the weakest among them can easily fight against Huangyan." Indeed, that's not right, that person should be the weakest among them, but that person should be able to fight against Huangyan.
After Huo De finished speaking, Jess looked towards Wen Wan's side. Right now, the Three Great Masters were surrounding and attacking her, but she didn't have the slightest bit of strength. She even faintly held the upper hand. This really shocked Jess.
Outside the banquet hall, the sounds of battle had long been heard. Someone had actually blocked the remaining five Martial Saints.
He immediately asked: "Why are Di Tianjun's men so powerful?"
"If I guessed right, these people should be Di Tianjun's greatest trump card. He has placed his Temple on the surface for so many years, and secretly one of them is training an expert. It's just that these experts aren't suitable for operating their Temple, that's why they have the Twelve Royal Guards."
After Huo De finished speaking, Jess's heart trembled.
Then, Huo De continued, "Young Master, should we make a move?"
"There's no need to fight him head on. Let's go!"
With that, Jess turned around and left. Huo De followed without saying anything.
Seeing that Jess was about to leave, Di Tianjun opened his mouth and said, "Jess, you're leaving just like that?"
"What do you want?"
Jess looked at Di Tianjun, and Di Tianjun said with a gloomy expression: "From today onwards, Temple and Red Shield Family's grudges can be considered to be completely settled. In the future, wherever there is Temple, there will be no Red Shield Family."
"Hehe, your Temple is too young!"
With that, Jess did not stay any longer. He walked through a secret door in the banquet hall and left with his people.
Yemen did not stop them, because they weren't friends with Jess. They just had the same kind of people to deal with.
The intention of the cooperation between the two was very simple. It was to besiege Di Tianjun, Jess, and let Di Tianjun enter the game. Now that Jess and the others had already done it, there was nothing Yemen could say.
Thinking of this, the Yemeni offense became more and more powerful, but the Yemeni offense became more and more gentle. She did not seem to be in a hurry, and just waited for Yemeni and the others to finish her off.
Huangyan, who was on the side, rushed out again and became more and more surprised as the fight progressed. Unexpectedly, Iron Fist was not inferior to him.
It would have been fine if the other party was a Martial Saint. After all, Di Tianjun had fought against him and Kaiser at the same time, and had even defeated them in the end.
Right now, Di Tianjun was only a subordinate, and he was even a half-step Martial Saint. Even he himself could not put up a fight. Di Tianjun was a monster. Was his subordinate also a monster?
As he thought about this, Iron Fist suddenly said, "Fight me, and you still dare to be distracted by me. Do you think you're my Saint Ruler?"
"Bam!"
Once again, he threw a punch, and even the sound of wind breaking could be heard. Huangyan raised his aura and struck out with his palm.
When the fist and palm collided, the sound of bones breaking rang out.
Ironfist frowned and took a few steps back. Huangyan was sent flying and his right hand was trembling because his hand was broken as well.
At this time, Di Tianjun's aura suddenly exploded and he spat out a mouthful of blood. That blood was pitch-black and upon seeing this, Huangyan instantly opened his mouth and said: "Not good, he forced the poison out."
With that, the expression of Yemen, who was still fighting with Wen Wan, changed. When he looked at Di Tianjun, he saw a flash of golden light and when he reacted, Di Tianjun was already in front of him.
Yemen subconsciously lifted his sword, but at this moment, Di Tianjun's palm landed on his wrist. Yemen exerted force on his right hand, and when the sword was knocked down, his left hand turned into a claw as it immediately flew towards Di Tianjun.
The golden dragon simulacrum surrounding Di Tianjun appeared, with one hand holding Yemen's left hand, he lifted up his leg and kicked Yemen in the stomach, sending him flying.
Seeing Di Tianjun make his move, Wen Wan's speed became sharp. In a few seconds, the other two Martial Saints were sent flying. When they reached the door, their eyes were filled with horror.
At this time, he heard Di Tianjun say lightly: "If I don't make a move, then you just keep playing, right? "With those several great powers joining hands, I oh, the situation can't take it anymore. We have to finish this as soon as possible, let's hurry over."
"Don't worry, I'll send Shuang'er and the others over. There won't be any problems."
After Wen Wan finished speaking, Di Tianjun was stunned for a moment before he asked: "Then the two girls can fight?"
"Not inferior to Iron Fist!"
With these gentle words, Yemen was infuriated. They didn't take them seriously at all, and they even started to chat.
Immediately, he said: "Di Tianjun, you are too arrogant. I want you dead."
"You're courting death!"
After Di Tianjun finished speaking, he pulled out a dagger from Wen Wan's waist and said lightly: "Lend it to me."
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"That was given to me by you. Remember to wipe it clean and bring it back. I haven't used it yet."
Yemen was so angry that his chest felt stuffy. He was too arrogant, yet he was still flirting?
Di Tianjun waved the sword in his hand. His eyes turned cold as he stood next to Di Tianjun. The two of them had reached the pinnacle of speed, with cold lights emitting from them one by one.
One white and one gold kept on fighting. After a short ten seconds, a blood light flashed and Di Tianjun threw his dagger towards the other two Zhi Zun. Those two Zhi Zun were still in a daze when Wen Wan made her move.
About ten minutes later, Huangyan and the three Martial Saints dragged their wounded bodies and left the Red Shield Castle. Their eyes were filled with fear, this was the result of their desperate battle and running out in the chaos.
Inside the castle, the smell of blood floated in the air. Di Tianjun wiped the dagger clean and passed it to Wen Wan.
Now that Yemen is dead, the Three-eyed Race will definitely find out quickly, and all the forces that are fighting against me should have already gathered, the battle in the west is officially starting, and this is a battle that Huangyan cannot let go of. If he does not reach out to me, I will not go against him, but since he does, then he will not care about the powers behind him, go back, and announce the start of the war! "
With that, Wen Wan said: "I'll listen to Saint King Haotian's orders."
"Listen to Saint King Haotian's commands."
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On the other side, within the range of Temple, the sound of battle continuously rang, and almost every company was attacked.
It was just that with the addition of these people in the Temple, he really wouldn't be able to hold on.
Even so, the casualties in the Temple were still severe. If not for the sudden appearance of a pair of sisters who spread out their Temple to assist the experts in the surroundings, they probably wouldn't have been able to hold on for a long time.
At this moment, the two women were standing on the ground floor of a company with Temple. As they watched the injured and corpses being carried out one by one, the Military Advisor's eyes turned red and he said, "So many brothers died just like that. We must avenge ourselves."
After saying that, he suddenly thought of Di Tianjun and asked, "Oh right, where's the Saint Ruler?"
"If we go to the Asura Hall, there shouldn't be any problems!"
Hearing the word 'Asura', the Military Advisor couldn't help but shiver. But at this moment, the appearance of an Asura was the most appropriate time.
Thinking of this, he said, "Tell the upper echelons to deal with this matter and come back immediately. Contact the Saint Ruler and tell him that I'll be waiting for him at home."
"Alright, but it's better for you to heal your wounds first. Letting a scholar like you kill someone with a saber is truly difficult for you."
When the doctors and staff members were treating his wounds, he was sent to the hospital with insufficient amount of anesthetic. He refused and let the doctor start sewing. However, no tears flowed from his eyes.
Twelve Royal Guards. The Military Advisor couldn't be considered a tough guy because he really wasn't some martial arts expert. In terms of martial prowess, even the thirty-six Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns had defeated him.
But in the Twelve King's Guard, his position was in first place.
From this, it could be seen that in the eyes of the Western powers, the Military Advisor and Military Instructor held a considerable amount of importance.
After the stitching was done, he sat on the car chair and looked at his brother who was lying on the stretcher beside him without a sound. He could not help but cry!
In this battle, Temple could be said to have suffered heavy losses. Just the number of deaths amounted to a few hundred, and the amount of injuries was even more numerous.