"What should we do now, Master Tang?"
Someone couldn't help but ask.
"Quickly head to Shuanglong Tower. The spiritual artifact, which countless martial artists dream of, is in my hands. We can seek help! Using the spiritual artifact as a reason, I believe many powerful figures will serve me."
Master Tang said, his eyes sharp and fierce.
"Right, tell the Madman to hold them off for as long as he can!"
"Understood!"
...
On the Dingsheng rooftop, the first battle general under Master Tang, the Madman, was shaking violently,
As he looked at the scene of nearly mountains of corpses and rivers of blood before him, a wave of dread surged in the Madman's heart!
He realized he had provoked a monster!
Originally, he thought that despite paying a heavy price, the three hundred martial artists would definitely be able to take down Ye Qingtian!
But it was too late to regret!
Now only thirty remained, and everything seemed useless in front of this man!
