The color of the hurricane around him was visibly fading, and his life was rapidly fading away.

Jiang Feng overexerted himself, frantically urging the remaining power within his body in an attempt to break through this damned 'cage' targeting him and kill the three people in front of him.

"Jiang Feng! Are you crazy? You'll die like this!" one of the guards shouted, his voice tinged with panic for the first time.

"Die? I should have died long ago, down with the orbital cannons!" Jiang Feng's voice was hoarse:

"But before I die, I want you to know that those who betray Zhongzhou will never have a good end!"

He suddenly stepped forward into the void, his fists wreathed in a whirlwind, and slammed them hard against the energy wall.

This time, Jiang Feng's attack not only contained cyan wind energy, but also a trace of black death energy, a sign that his life essence was rapidly being lost.

"Snap!"

The green energy wall trembled violently, its surface instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

The lead guard's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted to the other two, "Not good! He's overdrawing his life force! Quickly increase the energy output and suppress him!"

His eyes hardened, and he pulled a black pill from his pocket, swallowing it without hesitation.

"Use the 'Energy Explosion Pill' now! Even if it costs us our powers, we have to hold him down! Otherwise, we'll all die!"

Seeing this, the other two guards also swallowed the pills, and the green light around the three of them instantly surged several times over.

"drink--!"

They simultaneously pressed their palms against the energy barrier, and a torrent of energy poured in.

The cracks in the transparent wall healed rapidly, the runes rotated faster and faster, and even began to shrink inward, constantly squeezing Jiang Feng's space. Even the efficiency of absorbing wind energy suddenly increased several times!

Jiang Feng's desperate burst of wind energy was rapidly drained away. He wanted to continue exerting his strength, but the color of the hurricane around him dimmed at a visible speed. His energy was rapidly depleting, and his vitality was gradually weakening.

Meanwhile, in the distance below, was the Allied Ninja Command Post.

The main force of the Allied Shinobi Forces has been assembled under the command of Tanaka and Matsuyama, and has regrouped a large number of shinobi who were transferred by the smoke. They are preparing to march in a mighty force toward the heart of the northern border.

Tanaka glanced back at the stalemate high in the sky, looked at the waning hurricane and the desperate figure at the eye of the storm, and a contemptuous sneer curled his lips:

"The Third Legion of Zhongzhou? Ha, it will never amount to anything."

Just as Tanaka turned to leave and launch the final assault, an overwhelming chill suddenly descended, enveloping everyone.

A chillingly cold voice suddenly exploded in Tanaka's ears, seemingly capable of freezing one's soul:

Where do you want to go?

Central Plains dialect!

The voice was so close it was as if the speaker was right behind him! So close!

Tanaka and Matsuyama were startled and quickly turned around.

The other ninjas in the command center also drew their ninja swords as soon as they heard the sound, as if facing a formidable enemy!

The fact that someone from Zhongzhou infiltrated the Allied Command Post and even got so close to them without being detected shows that their strength is not to be underestimated!

The ninjas all looked up and saw a person standing silently behind them.

Holding a crystal-clear ice spear, his entire body was covered in magnificent yet ferocious ice armor, even his hair was covered in frost.

The ice droplets dripping from the tip of the gun hit the ground and instantly spread, freezing a large area of ​​the ground.

Even the moisture in the air began to condense, and the white breath exhaled by the ninjas turned into ice crystals as soon as it reached mid-air. Even the hilts of the ninja swords in their hands began to frost over.

The extreme, bone-chilling cold made even the seasoned ninjas shiver, their hands gripping their weapons trembling slightly.

"Who?!" Tanaka suppressed his shock, stared at the figure in front of him, and asked in broken Chushu dialect.

He could sense that the aura emanating from the other party was far more terrifying than that of Jiang Feng, the commander of the Third Legion, especially the deathly chill emanating from that ice spear, which seemed to freeze and pierce his entire body.

The frozen figure slowly raised its head, its cold, bloodthirsty eyes fixed on them with murderous intent, and its indifferent voice replied without a trace of warmth:

"The Seventh Star Lord, Xiao Zhan!"

Upon hearing this, Tanaka's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively took a step back, exclaiming in a trembling voice:

"The Seventh Star Lord?!"

He had heard of both the Central Continent Star Lord and the Holy See, and unless absolutely necessary, the Japanese would never provoke either of them.

"Xiao Zhan..." Tian Zhong silently murmured the name, then suddenly his expression changed, and he realized what was happening, his voice even trembling:

"You are Xiao Zhan, the Crown Prince of the Northern Territory, how could you be the Seventh Star Lord!"

"And weren't you supposed to be dead? How did you end up here!?"

Tanaka couldn't believe that anyone could survive the bombardment of that orbital-class weapon.

Xiao Zhan did not answer his question.

Jiang Feng's grief-stricken roar from high above just now said it all.

The culprit is Zhou Zhenbei!

This was all Zhou Zhenbei's conspiracy!

The General of Zhongzhou betrayed Zhongzhou and colluded with the Japanese!

Not only did they destroy the northern defenses and directly annihilate the Central Plains reinforcements, causing the annihilation of the Third Legion, but they also wanted to eliminate all the Northern Iron Cavalry at the same time.

Such cruel methods! Only Zhou Zhenbei could do something like that.

Now, he only needs to do one thing.

First, kill these Japanese invaders to pacify the souls of the northern border and to appease the spirits of the fallen heroes!

Then return to Zhongzhou and eliminate the traitors!

Kill the culprits who caused all this! Avenge the soldiers of Middle-earth who guard the North!

Xiao Zhan slowly raised his ice spear, and a burst of cold energy erupted from his body, like a tangible, biting wind that swept across the faces of the ninjas!

"Ugh—!"

"It hurts!"

"What's this?"

Many ninjas suddenly felt excruciating pain and couldn't help but cover their faces.

Any ninja whose face was swept by the cold wind had their skin instantly cracked open with countless bloody gashes, as if they had been cut by invisible ice blades, and the blood that seeped out was frozen as soon as it appeared!

Seeing Xiao Zhan's momentum growing stronger and that he was about to make a move, Tanaka suppressed his fear and shouted hoarsely at the surrounding bewildered ninjas:

"What are you afraid of! He's all alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of ninjas surrounded Xiao Zhan.

Chief of Staff Matsuyama reacted quickly, raising his hand to fire a distress signal flare into the air, requesting reinforcements from the main force of the Allied Shinobi Forces, which was ready to go.

Tanaka and Matsuyama finally breathed a sigh of relief when the signal flare successfully exploded in the air.

Even if the legendary Star Lord is incredibly powerful, he is no match for the entire Allied Ninja Army.

The signal flare illuminated the sky, and the main force of the Ninja Alliance, which was gathered not far ahead, immediately turned around and surged towards the command post like a tide, instantly surrounding Xiao Zhan.

Seeing the army encircle him, Tian Zhong felt a surge of relief, as if he had regained control of life and death. He raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Zhan, who stood alone amidst the encirclement, and roared fiercely:

"Kill him!"