"Don't retreat! Don't retreat!"

Jiang Yong roared angrily and rushed towards Xue Jialang frantically.

Unfortunately, no matter how he attacked, Xue Jialang was able to block it.

"Retreat? You can't retreat even if you want to! Die!"

At this time, a figure rushed over and pierced the alien master's head with a sword, strangling his mental power.

Wang Jing's face was ferocious. He grabbed the other person's corpse and threw it into the storage ring.

"Kill! There's a peak master blocking the way, I'm here to kill him!"

"Today, I will make the alien race have no masters!"

Wang Jing's mental strength exploded, and he rushed out fiercely. The Tianwu Sword burst out with the power of a divine weapon, leaving behind a group of primary and intermediate masters!

Wang Jing’s mental control has now reached 98%!

The strength increased to 250,000 pounds, comparable to a high-level grandmaster!

Add to that the 60% increase granted by the system, and the divine power of the Tianwu Sword...

Now Wang Jing's strength has exploded, approaching 500,000 pounds!

500,000 jin of strength, that is the standard for an eight-star beginner!

Jiang Yong was almost stunned when he saw Wang Jing killing everyone over there, and even felt a little desperate.

Lost!

Really lost!

This battle was lost when Wang Jing broke into the Grandmaster's circle!

On the side of the alien masters, no one had the will to fight, and everyone wanted to escape back to the Hundred Islands Sea.

"Retreat! Sound the horn!"

Jiang Yong sighed, feeling somewhat melancholy.

He originally thought that he had a good chance of winning against Wang Jing.

But now...

There is absolutely no chance of winning.

The True King's battle circle was suppressed, and masters continued to fall on the Grandmaster's side. They simply couldn't fight!

We can only declare all-out war!

…………

"Kill! Kill as many as you can!"

Ren Hao stabbed the alien master with a gun and sent him flying backwards.

When this alien master was thrown into the air, many human masters came rushing over from behind. They concentrated their fire and killed the alien master instantly!

The masters of the human race erupted at the same time, each of them was blood-thirsty and chased after them!

Every time they fought against the alien races in the South China Sea restricted area, they ended up in failure and countless relatives and friends died.

Their blood and tears were shed on this foreign battlefield.

We once practiced martial arts together in Wuhan University.

We once fought together on the battlefield.

Comrades who once fought bloody battles together have died one after another...

Dean Zhan of Yangwu was Chen Pei’s last comrade-in-arms.

When his last comrade died, Chen Pei, who had no relatives or friends, looked out from the top of Nanhai City every day, looking across the sea at the Hundred Islands Sea Area, thinking only that a war would break out and he would drag a true king of an alien race to his death.

This may help to reduce some of the burden on humanity.

Now, with the victory in the Grandmasters' battle circle, many human Grandmasters have let out all the frustrations and tears they have accumulated over the years!

"Kill! Kill these beasts!"

"Hahaha, Xiao Rui, today I killed two alien masters and avenged you!"

"Avenge the students who died in Southeast Wuda University over the years! Kill!"

“…”

Everyone roared in anger, with murderous aura everywhere, and the sea water evaporated dry again!

Masters of other races died one after another, and they were all frightened by the murderous aura of the masters of the human race!

These are simply a bunch of demons!

Even if they were being chased, everyone would disregard their lives and rush forward with red eyes!

Wang Jing felt very complicated when he saw this scene.

He had experienced life and death situations, and also witnessed the sacrifice of many good friends, while he was powerless to do anything.

Even though he was a time traveler, he could still empathize with all of these.

"In peacetime, there are always people who carry heavy burdens and move forward..."

Wang Jing remembered this sentence and his eyes became more determined.

He also has relatives and comrades-in-arms!

During this period of time, Tianwu was everything to him!

Every Tianwu person is his relative and comrade-in-arms!

"Are you okay?"

Wang Jing rushed to Lin Muxi, looked at the pale little face, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'll kill a few more masters." Lin Muxi shook her head and continued to rush forward stubbornly.

Wang Jing was stunned for a moment.

He thought of how every time he rushed forward, Lin Muxi was by his side, fighting alongside him, always protecting him...

Perhaps, some things do not need to be said explicitly, and everyone already knows them clearly.

Wang Jing smiled, followed him, and slashed Jiang Yong with a sword.

Lin Muxi's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent. The person she was chasing was none other than Jiang Yong!

Jiang Yong's betrayal almost killed Wang Jing. No one hated Jiang Yong more than her!

"Old Wang, you win today." Jiang Yong didn't care. The poisonous gas emitted from his body healed his wounds while blocking Wang Jing and the other man.

“You deserve to die!”

Lin Muxi was filled with hatred, and attacked with a sword in hand. The frost froze the poisonous gas, and the murderous aura filled the sky!

Jiang Yong said calmly, "Mu Xi, when two tribes are at war, you have your side, and I have mine... This is war, not a joke!"

"Then let's start the war openly. If you use despicable means, you deserve to die!" Lin Muxi did not stop and rushed towards Jiang Yong madly.

Wang Jing stood guard silently by the side, constantly swinging his sword to slash at Jiang Yong.

Jiang Yong laughed heartily, a hint of sarcasm on his face as he said, "War is war. Where's the point of being fair and just? As long as we can win the war, that's enough!"

After saying this, Jiang Yong retreated while saying: "We, the Sea Clan, are at the edge of the Northern Territory. If we don't fight, retreating means death! If you want to blame someone, blame the group of people behind you. If they didn't want to start a war, we, the Sea Clan, would not want to fight!

Do you really think that only your friends and family died on the battlefield? We sea people have ours too!

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