e only care about the result, not right or wrong. As long as the number revealed underneath is less than nine, it doesn't matter what the other side says.Thinking about this, he waved the colored dice..."Haha, you're really arrogant. I don't know who gave you the courage to stand in our way with so many strong fighters. Did your brain get scrambled"

Sharaq looked down upon Zhang Tie with contempt. After he spoke, a wave of laughter erupted around him. Clearly, no one took this Chinese man seriously.

Zhang Tie's expression was calm and composed, neither pleased nor sorrowful.

"Who gave me the courage I'll tell you now, it's China!"

As a son of China, I will never allow any of you to take even one step forward until I have shed the last drop of my blood!

The voice was not loud, but it was filled with unwavering determination and strength.

In terms of cultivation, he was weaker than those in front of him. However, standing there with his sword, he gave off an aura of being unshakeable and unyielding.

"Arrogant Chinese people, how dare you speak to a great sage like this I shall send you on your way now!"

As they spoke, a tall and burly man walked out. He wore a long yellow robe with a large lion embroidered on his chest.

This guy is named Guni and he is from the Golden Lion clan of Asram.

Everyone else just stood there, unmoving. In their eyes, dealing with a low-ranked Chinese person wasn't worth their own effort; it would be beneath them.

Like Govinda, Shah Rukh Khan is also arrogant and conceited.

He held a short gun in his hand and walked towards Zhang Tietao.

"Come on, let me see what you've got!"

Zhang Tie didn't speak either. The long sword in his hand slashed through the air, a cold light flashing as it struck Gu Ni fiercely.

"That's it You're way off!"

Kuni's reason for standing up at this time is mainly to show off, to represent the Ago Nation and display its strength to the West.

He held a pistol in one hand and, with a casual swing upwards, it met Zhang Tie's long sword.

This guy, though arrogant and full of himself, actually has some skill.

Although he didn't use his full strength, the short gun managed to send the long sword flying high in the air, almost causing it to be dislodged from its wielder's grasp.

And Zhang Tie was also shaken back seven or eight steps before he could barely stabilize his figure.

At this moment, he was filled with shock. Although he had expected the opponent to be powerful, he hadn't anticipated such a vast difference in strength.

"Is that all you've got" Gu Ni scoffed, a smug look on her face.

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist flipped, and a short gun flashed towards Zhang Tie's chest like lightning.

"Kill!"

Although the opponent was powerful, Zhang Tietao showed no fear. With a roar, he ignored the short gun aimed at his chest and swung his iron sword fiercely towards his opponent.

He had already realized he wasn't a match for his opponent. In this situation, he resolutely chose a strategy of mutual destruction, gambling his life against his foe.

"You're nowhere near ready to die with me!"

Guni chuckled disdainfully, his right hand's short pistol remaining unchanged as it pierced Zhang Tietao's right chest with a soft *poof*.

At the same time, his left hand shot out and seized Zhang Tie's long sword in a single motion.

This guy's move was both swift and brutal. His five fingers grabbed the blade of the iron sword, not only without getting hurt but also preventing the long sword from moving another inch.

Zhang Tie was pierced through the chest by a short gun, but his expression didn't change at all. The sharpness in his eyes became even more intense.

Gu Ni let out a hearty laugh: “See that, Chinese people You are too weak. Killing you is like squashing an ant!”

In the midst of their conversation, he flipped his wrist and drew a short gun, instantly a jet of blood spurted out.

"Kill me Even if I die, I'll knock out one of your teeth!"

Zhang Tie's mouth bled, but he showed no fear of death. Instead, he grinned.

Gu Ni's heart sank, feeling something was wrong. Before he could react, there was a loud bang, and Zhang Tie Dao's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

At this moment, Zhang Tie chose to detonate his primordial spirit, just as he had said before, that he would never allow anyone to set foot in China before his last drop of blood was drained!

When the bloodlight dissipated, a bottomless chasm appeared before my eyes.

At the same time, even the once arrogant Guni was blown to pieces. Although his cultivation level had a crushing advantage, he couldn't withstand the self-explosion of a Heaven Rank expert's primordial spirit.

Looking at the horrific scene before them, everyone was stunned.

Amongst the conquering army, these people originally held a playful attitude, thinking that the opponent was too weak and they had already completely controlled the situation. However, they found out that they had underestimated the opponent's determination to die.

As everyone witnessed Gu Ni's tragic death, the smiles on their faces vanished, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

Only now did they realize they had underestimated the people before them, and the Chinese nation.

In contrast, the reactions from people in Huaxia are much calmer. After all, these people had already made up their minds to die before they came.

"Amitabha!"

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Master Bujie and Daoist Qingyang chanted sutras, performing a ceremony to help the recently deceased Zhang TieDao reach peace.

The members of the Three Ghosts Sect and Iron Knife Gate looked grief-stricken. They had prepared themselves mentally beforehand, but the enemy's strength far exceeded their imagination.

Since they came, they never thought of going back alive. They wanted to kill a few more as companions in death, but it seems that goal is a little difficult now.

Goni was Shahrukh's most trusted subordinate, but now he died so tragically. This enraged him beyond measure.

"Damn it! All these Chinese people should die!"

"These evil Chinese people, let God save them!"

Sanders stepped forward, drawing a cross on his chest. "This is it then. Three from each house to meet their maker. Only God can wash away their sins!"

"Yes!"

Shah Rukh and the Dark Clan both nodded in agreement. They had now shifted from a cat-and-mouse mentality to wanting to quickly resolve these obstacles in front of them.

In the end, each of the three parties chose three people. These selections were still very carefully considered.

If one's strength is too overwhelming, and the opponent is too weak, it will ultimately damage their own reputation. On the other hand, if one is too weak to achieve their goals, then it will be a failure.

On the Dark Race's side, three Vampire Dukes were dispatched directly, while the Divine Court sent out three Holy Knights whose strength was equivalent to that of a Heavenly Realm peak.

Shah Rukh, filled with murderous rage, avenged his men and sent out three more warriors from the Golden Lion clan, all possessing peak Heavenly Rank strength.

Although the three parties seem to have only sent nine people, which is much less than the number on the Chinese side, their strength is undoubtedly superior.

After all, only Master Bujie and Daoist Qingyang have reached the Heavenly Rank on this side, and their cultivation is only at the initial stage.

Though they were outnumbered, they did not falter in their resolve. They had already accepted their fate and were prepared to fight until the very end.

"None of my life regrets entering China, in the next life I will be born as a flower grower!"

A furious roar erupted from the Tie Dao Sect, its power surging like a tidal wave, shaking heaven and earth!

Then, a dozen more disciples from the remaining gates drew their long swords from behind and charged forward fearlessly.

On the side of the Three Ghosts Sect, the hanged ghost Yin Jiu Zhu let out a shrill scream.

"Born as a citizen of the Han, dying as a Han ghost. My San Gui Zong will absolutely not allow anyone to set foot in Han!"

Master Bujie and Daoist Qingyang uttered no unnecessary words. The two chanted Buddha's name together, and rushed towards this side!

(At this point, I can't help but think of the heroism of those heroes in the Jialewan River Valley!)

No regrets being born in China this life, In the next life, I will be reborn as a flower grower,Salute to the heroes!m Ye Erlang.He patted the other person's shoulder: "From now on, you'll be called Ye Erlang."Looking at the stand-in before him, he thought of something again, his mind moved, and he took Ye Tian out...