"After this battle, the Blood Clan and Werewolves may not make any more moves for a while. Their power has been severely depleted! So many Martial Saints have fallen."
Xiao Zheng thought to himself, "But they will definitely not forget this humiliation and hatred, and they are likely to retaliate once they find the chance. This is actually a good thing, as it keeps the Huaxia Martial Artists constantly vigilant, so their vigor and courage will not wane."
While thinking, Ruan Qingfeng, Yue Qianshan, Wang Daoxuan, Zuo Longyi, and others came before Xiao Zheng and reported, "The Evil God has made his move, the enemy has been completely annihilated by us, and we have won this battle!"
Xiao Zheng nodded.
He glanced at all the Huaxia Martial Artists.
All of these Huaxia Martial Artists were stained with blood, and many were seriously injured, with some even having lost an arm.
However, even so, on that battlefield, their spines remained upright, and their gazes were extremely sharp.
