Dominating Martial King
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339: Chapter 217: The Revival of the Military God (Please Subscribe)_4 339: Chapter 217: The Revival of the Military God (Please Subscribe)_4 The ones on the other side are also trash!

Deserved to be killed by a thousand cuts!

They don’t want to leave any way out for the Dan Family!

He couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

He knew the current situation could no longer be delayed.

Just as his son, Dan Ze, had said, Chu Xisheng’s despicable methods were too high; they left the Dan Family with no choice.

“Pass the order, release the smoke!” Dan Chiling narrowed his eyes, revealing a fierce determination, “The speed must be fast!

Within half a moment at most, I want the smoke to cover the entire gorge entrance.

Dan Ze, go tell our people, there’s no need to hold back in this battle.

Destroy their ancestors!

Whoever wants the Dan Family dead, I’ll take their lives first!”

Whether it’s the blessing of the heavens, today’s Ghost Cry Gorge is strangely without even a hint of wind.

Meanwhile, three miles away on the other side, the Nine Sabers Dock Master ‘Jinghong Blade’ Xia Qingtian and the Baiyun Village Chief Meng Yunshan, both looked relaxed and bored, staring at the three Stone Castles ahead.

With the full deployment of West Mountain Hall to Zheng Family Village, it might be bad news for Commander Shen Zhou, but for the two of them, it was undoubtedly good news.

It meant that the brothers under their command could take the entrance of Ghost Cry Gorge with even fewer casualties.

Especially since Shen Zhou, to lure them into action, had already promised that after taking Ghost Cry Gorge, all the wealth, resources, and population of the Dan Family would be theirs for the taking.

The Dan Family was a giant of wealth in West Mountain, so rich that it was overflowing, with two or three hundred thousand Demon Silver to their name.

However, what both were more concerned about was the grain stored by the Dan Family.

This blockade by West Mountain Hall had really given them a hard time.

The food stockpiles of several bandit hideouts had been depleted to less than half a month’s worth.

If not for the grain they had plundered from hunters, they might have had to abandon West Mountain after at most two months.

Having learned their lesson, both men intended to store some grain within their forts.

Without three to five months’ worth of grain on hand, they now slept uneasily.

As the three Stone Castles gradually became more decrepit and on the verge of collapse, both men were somewhat distracted, judging that after the Dan Family lost their defenses, they would no longer have the power to resist their assault.

That is, until they saw large clumps of blue smoke covering the battlefield.

“Fuck!”

Baiyun Village Chief Meng Yunshan immediately thought of the recent battle at ‘Wen Family Castle’.

He inwardly cursed and felt a surge of panic.

The mysterious Fifth-Grade master was actually in Ghost Cry Gorge!

“All units, be on guard!” Meng Yunshan shouted, “All personnel and equipment, retreat three miles!

Should any unit encounter an attack, do not panic, do not retreat, just report loudly!

Where is Mr.

Xii?

Where is he?

Hurry and bring him here.”

The Mr.

Xii he was referring to was Xii Quan, once the Chief House General of the Shangguan Family.

He was specially invited by the Shangguan Family to deal with that mysterious Fifth-Grade master.

Xii Quan was originally at Ghost Cry Gorge, but after learning West Mountain Hall had moved against Zheng Family Village, he had rushed over there.

After all, the main force of West Mountain Hall was there.

“I have already sent the token; he should be able to return within half a moment.”

Jinghong Blade Xia Qingtian drew his Yan Ling Saber, “Before that, we can only join forces.”

Both men were ranked in the top eighty on the Black List of East State, with Sixth Grade Cultivation.

Together, they were strong enough to contend with a Fifth-Grade master.

While they were speaking, the blue smoke had already covered a two-mile radius outside the Stone Castles, enveloping some of the bandits and various pieces of equipment that had not managed to retreat in time.

The blue smoke was clearly aided by magic, its spread not only rapid but also incredibly thick, blinding to the eye.

Even with Xia Qingtian’s Sixth-Grade Cultivation, he could only see fifty yards into the dense smoke.

And the next moment, a chorus of shocked cries erupted all around.

“The leader, our Fifth Master Lou Jun has died in battle, he only lasted one move!”

“Black Blade Village’s One-eyed Old Seven has been killed!”

“Dock Master!

The catapults assigned to us have been destroyed, the attacker is a Sixth-Grade master.”

“Dock Master!

Old Four Wind Mantis Saber is down, the enemy is a tough nut with Fifth-Grade Cultivation.”

“The leader, our Third Master Yien Xi has died in battle!”

“Seventh Master Dang Ying has died in battle!”

“Lao Liu with the Eight Diagrams Saber has died in battle!”

“Old Second Sky Blue Blade He Tiandan has died in battle—”

The calls came from all directions, creating a cacophony that made everyone’s expression frantic and filled them with panic.

The blue smoke, like a huge beast stretching across the top of the gorge, devoured everything in its path.

In just a short while, five bandit clans had lost one with Sixth-Grade Cultivation and nine with Seventh Rank Cultivation, and their catapults and bed crossbows were almost entirely destroyed in an instant by the mysterious masters on the other side.

Nine Sabers Dock Master ‘Jinghong Blade’ Xia Qingtian and Baiyun Village Chief Meng Yunshan both inevitably turned pale.

How many masters were hidden by West Mountain Hall at Ghost Cry Gorge?

Now that the blue smoke had dispersed, not even half a moment had passed, and they had lost a third of their Seventh Rank Martial Cultivators.

While the two were hesitant, contemplating whether to flee, a black shadow soared through the air and arrived behind them.

It was a man who was as thin as a bamboo pole with a face half-blue and half-red.

This person was none other than Xii Quan.

He glanced at the dense blue smoke from afar, a hint of wariness in his eyes at first, but then he plunged forward without any hesitation.

“There’s a tough opponent inside, and not just one.

I’ll go in to meet them.

You two follow behind.”

Xia Qingtian and Meng Yunshan glanced at each other and followed close behind, one after the other, plunging into the smoke.

They were aware of the dangers within the smoke, but with so many of their brothers trapped, they had no choice but to attempt a rescue.

The arrival of Xii Quan had given them enough courage to venture into the smoke and fight.

Confident that together, the three of them could emerge unscathed.