1072: C1072 The Old Hegemon Was Dead

C1072 The Old Hegemon Was Dead

The supposedly indestructible Silver Moon Saint Body was forced back by Zhao Lihgong step by step, and Tang Fengkwoo even felt intense pain. This really shocked everyone.

It was a pity that Zhao Lihgong's movement just now was too fast. No one could clearly see how he did it.

At the same time, Loong Wei still broke through to the Saint realm. The injuries on his body were recovering at an extremely fast speed, and his body was filled with boundless energy.

He had perfectly entered the sage realm. He was one in ten thousand, and he was invincible!

However, Loong Wei didn't feel the slightest bit of joy from entering the sage realm. Instead, his heart was filled with pain. Both of his eyes were red as he looked at the scene in front of him.

Old Lord, Zhao Lihgong, was slowly falling down. Looking at his bleeding wound, Loong Wei was dumbfounded.

"Old Lord, you..." Loong Wei hugged the dying Zhao Lihgong, his heart aching.

"Loong Wei, you can't be depressed. You are Dominator of the Western Realm, the hope of everyone in the world. You must never reveal your weak side." Zhao Lihgong spoke with great difficulty.

"I know. Old Lord, don't speak anymore. I will take you to the hospital right now." Loong Wei held Zhao Lihgong's hand, and the temperature of his palm was gradually dissipating.

Zhao Lihgong smiled and shook his head. "No need. My injuries are too severe. I can't be saved anymore."

At this moment, he was looking at death with an indifferent expression. He didn't have the slightest fear in the face of death.

"Loong Wei, you are too anxious. You shouldn't have declared war against the Aristocratic Family Tang so hastily. Listen to me. Take the soldiers and retreat first. If we continue fighting, we might all be wiped out!"

Although the Western Realm was powerful, it was still lacking compared to the Holy Tao Aristocratic Family. Now, they could only retreat and wait for an opportunity to fight.

"Bastard, I'll fight you all to the death!" Seeing that Old Lord's life was in danger, all the soldiers of the Western Realm roared with red eyes. Once again, they engaged in a fierce battle with the Aristocratic Family Tang.

"Listen to me, retreat!" Zhao Lihgong raised his hand with difficulty and grabbed Loong Wei's shoulder, "You are still young. There is no need to worry about not having firewood to burn when there is a green mountain."

Loong Wei looked at Zhao Lihgong, whose aura was getting weaker and weaker. He gritted his teeth and said, "Old Lord, so many of our brothers have died in Western Realm. Now, even you..."

"How can I withdraw my army just like this? How can I let Tang Fengming live?"

At this point, Loong Wei could only fight with his life on the line and pull Aristocratic Family Tang down from their horses!

"As the old leader, I give you one last order. Immediately withdraw your troops..." After saying that, Zhao Lihgong loosened his hands and was extremely furious.

"Old Lord!" Loong Wei raised his head and roared at the sky, and his grief came from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped. Everything was fixed on this second. Everyone's eyes were focused on Old Lord.

Loong Wei slowly put Old Lord down and took off his coat, covering his body.

Loong Wei's eyes were red. The anger on his body was still present. His cold gaze was fixed on Tang Fengming who was far away.

This hatred was engraved in his heart, and he would never forget it for the rest of his life!

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the scarred Soldier of the Western Realm. Each and every one of them was filled with anger and killing intent.

"Lord, let's fight them to the death!"

"Even if we have to die, we must avenge Old Lord!"

Hwangfu Ming's expression was ferocious, and the large blade in his hand made a clanging sound.

Lee Hann and Bai Feng's eyes were also filled with killing intent. As long as Loong Wei gave the order, they would fight with their lives on the line and behead the Aristocratic Family Tang!

Rustle! Rustle!

At this moment, the sky was filled with snow.

The pure white snow added a touch of sorrow to the desolate battlefield.

"Tang Fengming, after I finish dealing with Old Lord's funeral, I will come and destroy the Aristocratic Family Tang!"

The snowflakes fell on Loong Wei's face. The coldness extinguished the anger in his heart.

He really wanted to continue the war and avenge Old Lord, but he also knew that if the war continued, he would most likely die. Moreover, before Old Lord died, he ordered him to withdraw his troops. This was his last wish, and Loong Wei didn't want to go against it.

When he first entered Western Realm, Loong Wei had received the care and concern of the old Lord. It was only because of this that the current Dominator of the Western Realm, Loong Wei, was born.

There was no way he could repay the kindness he had shown him.

Furthermore, today, the old Lord had sacrificed himself to save him. This caused Loong Wei to be filled with mixed feelings.

He knew that the old Lord wanted him to conserve his strength and choose an opportunity to fight again.

Only by living could he have the chance to take revenge. If he died, there would be nothing left.

Now that the old Lord had passed away, Loong Wei could not bear to see the other brothers sacrifice themselves. As Dominator of the Western Realm, he had to consider the bigger picture and not act on impulse.

Failure wasn't scary. One would only grow after experiencing failure.

"Retreat!"

Thinking of this, Loong Wei waved his hand and shouted at everyone.

"Lord, I still have strength, I can still fight!" Yih Hui held the long spear in his hand and said angrily.

"If you can fight, what about the other soldiers? Everyone is physically and mentally exhausted. If we continue fighting, we will only increase the number of casualties!"

"You are my soldiers. I will not allow you to carry out meaningless battles!"

Loong Wei's eyes were cold as he said.

If they were to fight with their lives on the line, it was not impossible for them to defeat the Aristocratic Family Tang. But if that happened, the Western Realm would also suffer the same fate.

Loong Wei could no longer bear the fact that his brothers had died in front of him.

"But..." Yih Hui still wanted to say something, but when he looked at the other soldiers, he suddenly became speechless.

Bai Feng and Lee Hann were both injured. If they continued to fight, they would die of exhaustion, not to mention the other soldiers.

"Loong Wei, what do you think the Aristocratic Family Tang is? How can we allow you to come and leave as you wish?" Tang Fengming saw that Loong Wei wanted to withdraw his army and knew that Western Realm was already at the end of its flight. Now was the perfect opportunity to eliminate them all. How could he miss it?

Swoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Fengming thrust his spear forward.

"Master of Tang Family, I will meet you!"

Right at this moment, a cold voice was heard from behind Loong Wei, followed by a domineering force.

Everyone looked at each other and raised their heads to look behind Loong Wei.

They saw thirteen tall and strong figures walking towards them side by side. Each of them was emitting an incomparably powerful Qi.

The person in the lead had a strong back and a strong waist. His hair was black and white, his facial features were cold, and a sword was hanging from his waist.

The rest of them were also wild and unruly, making people shiver in fear.2

"Overlord? You also want to get involved in this matter?" Tang Fengming could tell that this man was the overlord of the Loong Aristocratic Family's five kings and eight generals with a single glance. He sneered and said.

Seeing that there was still an endless stream of Tang Family guards behind them, Tang Fengming's face darkened. "Could it be that Emperor Loonghua is here as well?"

The overlord glanced at Tang Fengming and said with disdain, "Patriarch has a lot of things to attend to every day. How could he have the time to deal with such a small matter?"

After that, he turned his eyes to Loong Wei and said with utmost respect, "I, shi Gan, am leading the five kings and eight generals to greet Young Lord!"

"Please give the order, Young Lord. We will do whatever it takes!"

After he finished speaking, he held the handle of his saber and slowly drew it out. His body was full of fighting spirit as he looked at the people of Aristocratic Family Tang.

As soon as Shi Gan finished speaking, the people from the Loong Aristocratic Family all asked for their orders, "Young Lord, please give the order. We are willing to fight with our lives on the line!"

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