"Don't worry! Winterfell used to be supported by the Palace of the Ruins Emperor. It won't be that simple. The Winterfell outside is just a cover! They have more resources! "
The Master of the Xuanming Grotto-heaven, an experienced Nascent Soul Cultivator, said.
Everyone was slightly stunned. Then, they saw …
A few black dots flew out from the ruins of Winterfell.
They were Jue Fenghuang, Jue Fengrui, Jue Fenglan and Yu Linzi. These top cultivators of the Extreme Wind Clan were all in an extremely sorry state.
Then, Jue Fenglan, the beautiful Castellan, was terrified. Her hair was messy and she was bleeding. Her face was full of hatred.
Jiang Tian's punch was too terrifying. Only Grand Perfected Cultivators with superior-grade Golden Cores comparable to the elites on the God of War Roll or top Overlords with many Protection Dharma Artifacts would have been crushed together with the other members of the Jue Fenglan family.
In fact, even with Jue Fenglan's strength, she would not be able to take a single punch from Jiang Tian. It was only in a moment of desperation that Yu Qilin threw her three defensive True Treasures to save her life. But even so, she was still in great pain. Countless bones and tendons were broken all over her body, and her internal organs and meridians were all heavily injured.
Jue Fenglan's clear and beautiful eyes scanned the ground. When she saw the flattened Winterfell, her eyes were almost spitting fire. Her pretty face was filled with hatred as she shouted in a delicate voice, "What's wrong?
She shouted, "Kang Tae-chu, you … destroyed my city and killed my family! If I don't take revenge, I won't be a man! "
"I swear today that one day, I will tear you, Jiang Taichu, into thousands of pieces. I will track you down to the solar system and Earth and kill your parents, wife, and children. Not a single one will be spared!"
Jue Fenglan hated Jiang Tian to the core. She gritted her teeth and almost vomited blood.
Although Winterfell wasn't the real ancestral land of the Jue Fenglan family, they had lived there for ten thousand years and the area around them was their territory. Most of the Heavenly Treasures were concentrated in this giant city.
Countless spirit stones, medicinal pills, magical treasures, and materials were piled up like mountains. They were so vast that they could fill up an entire valley. This was the accumulation of their many years of plundering. Now, he was crushed by Jiang Tian's fist.
Needless to say, there were also the eight cultivator armies guarding the city, which made Jue Fenglan extremely distressed.
The reason why the Extreme Wind Family was able to occupy Winterfell, the third largest city in this world, was because even the North Sea Saber Monarch did not dare to slight them. The Cultivator Army was made up of dozens of Golden Core Cultivators and tens of thousands of Foundation Establishment Cultivators. When they worked together, they were extremely powerful. Even a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord would have to avoid them.
All those years ago, a single army had once swept through the northern sea world, and it caused numerous sects and clans to tremble with uneasiness. So how formidable were the eight armies that guarded the city?
It was simply plowing through the courtyard and sweeping through the acupoints, unrivalled.
Other than the elites on the God of War Roll in the mortal world, who also had a supreme-grade True Artifact or a Quasi-Dao Artifact, or a real Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord, no one could stop the Extreme Wind Family.
But just then, the eight armies were crushed by Jiang Tian's fist before they could even fly into the sky and display their power. How could Jue Fenglan not be angry?
"Kang Tae-chu, you're vicious!"
Yu Linzi also shouted as he protected Jue Fenglan.
"Kang Tae-chu, we'll never be able to live under the same sky as you!"
Jue Fenghuang was so furious that he almost vomited blood.
"We won't stop until we're dead! I'll kill my way to your ancestral land, bathe thousands of miles in blood, and kill a billion people. Only then can I take revenge! "
Jue Fengrui gritted his teeth and his golden armor let out rays of golden light. The bronze spear in his hand was old and dull, but it was intimidating, as if an ancient dragon were about to wake up. This was a superior-grade True Artifact, which was rare in a level three world like the North Sea. It could suppress a world.
"Long Shengnan, Ghost Wolf, Wu Shujian, it's time for you to show your real skills. Kill them!"
Jiang Tian's eyes turned cold. His reverse scale had been touched, and he berated sternly.
"Yes!"
Gui Lang and Wu Shujian shouted loudly. Their bodies moved like lightning, each displaying their own unique skills, and rushed towards the remaining warriors of the Jue Feng Clan.
They were all experienced warriors and knew the meaning of Jiang Tian's action.
Letting them kill the Ruins Emperor's men was equivalent to admitting their allegiance. From then on, there was no way out and there was no possibility of returning to the Ruins of Deity. Only then could Jiang Tian let them go.
"Don't you dare hurt our City Lord and Family Head!"
"The Winterfell Eight Horsemen are here!"
At this time, eight figures rose from the ruins and blocked in front of Ghost Wolf, Wu Shujian and Long Shengnan. Each of them was a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator and their Dharma Forms rose.
They were the generals of the eight garrisons. They had not died to Jiang Tian's punch and had only been severely injured. They had consumed pills to recover from their injuries. Now that they had recovered their combat strength, they soared into the clouds.
The eight garrisons of Winterfell were all extraordinarily mighty. They rode huge white condors with huge wings that blotted out the sky. They were about a thousand feet long and looked like they were carved from white jade. They were snow-white and crystalline. The talons of the condors were like steel hooks and their feathers were like blades. Their gazes were cold and sharp, making them look extremely majestic.
They were called snow condors and were primordial species that only existed in the North Sea. They were not afraid of the cold and were not even afraid of the cold winds of hell. They were extremely fast and had vigorous vitality.
The snow condors they rode had been carefully nurtured. They usually ate pills for food and drank from spirit spring water. Countless natural treasures were used to awaken their intelligence and stimulate their cultivation. Each one of them had strength that matched a Golden Core Perfected Cultivator.
"Ghost Wolf Guard Captain, are you really going to be so obstinate as to kill the Ruins Emperor's descendants in public and defy the heavenly rules? No matter how strong you are, there will come a day when you are brought to justice by the Ruins Emperor's Palace! "
A garrisoned general shouted as he rode a snow condor. His lifeblood was exuberant as black armor covered his slender and muscular body. He wielded a huge broadsword with both hands as his killing intent tore through the heavens. He was filled with a sense of oppression.
Everyone was alarmed. The garrisoned general had a half-step Nascent Soul cultivation level. He was dozens of times stronger than many of the sect masters and family patriarchs of this world.
These garrisoned generals had extraordinary backgrounds and were actually peerless cultivators of the nine guards of the Ruins Emperor's Palace. They were not far from becoming Divine Generals. As they had violated the heavenly rules and committed serious crimes, they were supposed to be struck by ten thousand bolts of Lightning Tribulation. Their bodies and souls would be destroyed, and their entire family would be wiped out.
Later, Prince Qiu Ming pleaded on their behalf and the Ruins Emperor's Palace showed them mercy. Only then were they banished from the Ruins of Immortality and sent to a desolate land in the lower world to atone for their crimes.
However, they were definitely not weak. In fact, they were very strong, surpassing many sect masters and realm lords. After all, Winterfell was a fortress built by the Ruins Emperor's Palace. It was representative.
"Puah!"
To everyone's surprise, Ghost Wolf did not stop.
His eyes were sinister as his killing intent boiled. He tore through space with the Void Piercer in hand and vanished from his spot. The next moment, he traversed five kilometers of the void and appeared beside the garrisoned general. He was faster than lightning.
Without a word, he sliced through the void with the Void Piercer, causing cracks to appear in space.
The garrisoned general was cleaved apart as blood splattered, dyeing the sky red. Even his snow condor mount did not have a chance to escape as it was torn to shreds by the spatial cracks.
At that moment, everyone felt their heads explode.
Even the peerless cultivators sent by the Ruins Emperor's Palace to guard the lower realm had been killed by Ghost Wolf without mercy. The war had reached its climax and it was a life-and-death struggle. There was no possibility of peace talks.
Jiang Tian and company acted without any scruples. It was not as simple as snatching resources or raising their cultivation levels. Instead, they resisted for the sake of resistance and slaughter. They wanted to flatten all the factions of the Ruins Emperor. They were resolute, resolute, and austere. They were as sharp as the Void Piercer as they destroyed everything.
"Eighth Brother!"
The other seven garrisoned generals of Winterfell roared. Their eyes were red as they were enraged.
They guarded Winterfell together with Eighth Brother and often sparred with each other. They worked together to slay enemies and demons, leaving their backs to each other. Their relationship was like that of brothers. "Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! "
They commanded the snow condors to fly in the air. All kinds of Dharma Forms erupted. Flames, ice, black smoke, golden light, flying swords, and long spears filled the air and intertwined. Their momentum was earth-shattering, shaking the sun and the moon.
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