God of War, Beitang Ruibo Ximing

Countless living beings found it hard to breathe, almost suffocating!

Under the deterrence of this aura, many Human Race Martial Artists fighting desperately instantly felt despair and were seized by enemies and killed.

Those ordinary people and low-level Martial Artists were even more stunned, their minds going blank and their thoughts freezing!

Even those Human Race Martial Artists whose cultivation had reached the Martial King Realm or above felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, terrified and losing their composure.

The Martial Artists from the Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy, Martial Artist Alliance, and the Li and Wei families all felt chilled to the bone.

Even though they were already prepared to die, they still couldn't help but feel terrified!

Just by standing there, the two Martial Gods almost sealed the victory for the Wind Spirit Clan army.

The power of a Martial God is truly terrifying!

"Subordinate Slave, Jin Yuanji, greets the two Lords!"

Jin Yuanji and the other two Jin family Martial Venerables flew beneath the Wind Spirit Clan Martial Gods Beitang Rui and Bo Ximing, knelt on both knees, and kowtowed respectfully!

Their posture was even worse than the most humble dog.

"You have done well, there will be rewards later."

Beitang Rui's voice was indifferent, "How many resisting forces are still left on Blue Star?"

"Reporting to the Lords!"

Jin Yuanji kowtowed and said, "Currently, there are still remnants of the Martial Artist Alliance, remnants of the Li and Wei families, as well as the relatively well-preserved Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy."

Another Jin family Martial Venerable mustered the courage to offer a Jade Slip: "My Lords, this contains the locations of the three major resisting forces!"

"Heh! Are you asking me to go find them myself?"

A cold sneer flashed across Bo Ximing's face, and he suddenly raised a hand and struck down fiercely.

"My Lords, spare me!"

"This Subordinate Slave had no such intention!"

"Ah!!"

After a brief plea for mercy and a scream, the Jin family Martial Venerable was flattened into a meat patty on the spot.

"My Lords, please calm your anger!"

Jin Yuanji was so scared that he trembled all over, kowtowing repeatedly, "This Subordinate Slave will take the Lords to the location of the resisting forces immediately!"

Bo Ximing snorted coldly: "If you dare to be disrespectful again, I will kill you all!"

Jin Yuanji and the other Martial Venerable shuddered violently and immediately kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Beitang Rui waved his hand: "Enough, take us to that well-preserved Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy."

"Yes! My Lords!"

Jin Yuanji kowtowed again, then led the way with a subservient and fawning attitude.

How fast are Martial Venerable and Martial God; in less than ten breaths, they arrived outside the barrier of the Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy's Formation.

"Tsk tsk, so this is the place where the Human Race cultivates Genius Martial Artists."

Beitang Rui looked at the tens of thousands of people below who were facing a formidable enemy, and tsked, "There are so many people, it looks like they are all here."

Bo Ximing smiled coldly, "This saves trouble; kill them all together, and there's no need to search for remnants everywhere."

"Don't be in a hurry, I will try to recruit them again."

Beitang Rui smiled and shook his head, "The Human Race has good potential; keeping these people to work like oxen and horses is much better than using Spirit Beasts."

"As you wish."

Bo Ximing smiled noncommittally.

Beitang Rui nodded, stepped forward, and shouted: "Human Race remnants, I will give you one last chance: submit or die!"

A generation of Martial God, driven by a god-rank cultivation method, how terrifying the voice was!

The violent sound waves fell on the defensive Formation of the Xuanyuan Martial Arts Academy, shaking the barrier until it was constantly twisting, almost shattering on the spot!

Inside the Formation, the complexions of tens of thousands of Students changed drastically.

Personally feeling the power of the Martial God, the powerlessness and despair in their hearts spread rapidly like a toxin.

Even those old monsters who had lived for nearly a thousand years had terrified expressions.

Yun Yemeng, however, held her head high and chest out, looking directly at Beitang Rui: "To make us willingly become slaves, hmph, impossible!

Today, whether you want to kill or slice us, do as you please, but you can kill us, yet you cannot kill all the people of the Human Race!

You cannot wipe out our Human Race, and in the future, our Human Race will slaughter your Wind Spirit Clan until not even a chicken or dog is left!

Do not doubt our potential; in two thousand years, we have already possessed a Martial God, what about your Wind Spirit Clan?

Beitang Rui, if you could be a little smarter, you would immediately retreat, sign a peace agreement with the Human Race, and when our Human Race grows stronger in the future, we won't trouble you."

Speaking to this point, Yun Yemeng couldn't help but think of those Genius Students in her mind: "You… must escape!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Mere Human Race, you are about to perish, yet you dare to speak of destroying my Wind Spirit Clan?"

"Yun Yemeng, is it? A brain is a good thing, but unfortunately, you don't have one."

"I have already given you the last chance; since you do not accept it, then go to your deaths!"

Beitang Rui stood high above, drew a long spear, and without even bothering to use his Martial God Domain, he stabbed fiercely at the people below!