Chapter 1755
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But now that they've been intimidated by Xiao Bao's three "executions", they're scared witless, and they promptly retreat from the crowd.
There's also a portion of people who don't want to continue doing evil, but they're also unwilling to give up their Core Formation cultivators' dignity to give in to a little fasting brat, so they also silently retreat.
In the end, there are only twenty-four Core Formation cultivators who remain.
But this time, everyone who remains has clear eyes and resolute expressions.
In their eyes, there's remorse, rejoicing, determination, and also infinite hope for the future.
They not only sincerely want to repay the debt of gratitude and redeem their sins.
It's also because in the battle just now, they've seen the formidable strength of the Nether Flame Army.
Perhaps, just by looking at cultivation and personnel, the Nether Flame Army is just an ordinary army.
But when Jun Muyan and Jun Mochen join this army, it will become a completely different and frightening powerhouse.
Perhaps one day in the future, this army will shock the entire Xiuzhen Continent.
And they want to become one of them before that.
Xiao Bao looks at them for a while. After confirming that their will is unwavering and that there's no flicker in the depths of their eyes, he separately assigns them to the four battalions of the Nether Flame Army, under the command of Yan Haotian, Bai Yichen, Feng Haitang, and Ru Yan.
Yan Haotian and the other three accept the Core Formation cultivators as subordinates. There's no trace of timidity on their faces, but each and every one of them is nervous.
With such powerful subordinates, they have to work harder and become stronger as soon as possible, so that they can shoulder the responsibility of a battalion commander, and live up to the expectations of the Miss and the Little Master.
… …
Luo Tian sees that the Tian family's Core Formation commanders have defected one after another, and some even directly rely on Jun Muyan. For a moment, he's so angry that he almost faints.
"Rebel, all rebel!!" Luo Tian screams loudly, "Have you all forgotten how formidable and powerful the Lord is? Daring to betray the Lord, have you ever thought about what will happen to you?! "
It's fine if he doesn't speak. The Core Formation commanders are immersed in joy and sadness, forgetting his existence for a moment.
But as soon as he speaks, the hateful gazes of all the Core Formation commanders are fixed on him.
Luo Tian's voice stops abruptly, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down from his forehead.
Meeting the Core Formation commanders' devouring gazes, he retreats in horror, "You … what do you want? I … I'm warning you, don't act recklessly, otherwise … otherwise the Patriarch will never let you off … "
Then, the eyes of these Golden Core commanders who had been oppressed for a long time had already turned red.
They didn't care what he said at all. They all rushed forward and beat up Luo Tian and Tian Haibo's trusted subordinates as if they were venting their anger.
Shrill screams could be heard from time to time, accompanied by the splashing of blood and the cracking of flesh and bones.
The students on Taiyi Square couldn't help but shrink their necks. They felt as if their bones were hurting as well.
After a quarter of an hour, the Golden Core cultivator finally finished venting and retreated with red eyes.
The leader, Li Zhanggen, carried Luo Tian, who was covered in blood and on the verge of death.
He throws Luo Tian in front of Mu Yan and Xiao Bao, "He's Tian Haibo's biggest lackey, Miss and Little Master, please deal with him!!"
Luo Tian faintly opens his bloodstained eyes and glares unwaveringly at Jun Muyan, "You … you can't kill me! I am the Patriarch's trusted aide, and my sister is the Patriarch's most beloved concubine. Killing me is equivalent to declaring war on the Tian Family. "
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