Chapter 2637: 13: Raise My Purple Banner!!!

What is he thinking?!"You retreat first!"

Amidst the raging wind, Jiang Wang’s voice was clear and piercing like the cry of a sword, yet so determined, so unyielding!

"Chunyu Gui! Didn’t you say you wanted to raise the flag for me?"

He roared, "Raise my purple flag!!!"

At this moment, everyone felt Jiang Wang’s determination. Today, he must kill Shi Shanwen and would not even spare the wounded Xi Yanbing!

Where did his confidence come from, where did his courage come from?

Ji Zhaonan raised his spear to advance, but at that moment, meteors fell from the sky, a massive stone sphere rolling down in the frost wind!

Although Xi Yanbing was severely injured, he cleverly utilized the extreme cold wind to multiply the power of this demon art. Once again, he prevented the strong human warriors from coming to Jiang Wang’s aid.

Explosions echoed continuously.

The Shao Hua Spear struck out east and west, shattering stone ball after stone ball.

But Ji Zhaonan himself also retreated step by step.

After forcibly breaking Xi Yanbing’s life-bound divine skills, his strength had already waned. While resisting the meteor shower, he couldn’t withstand the assault of the extreme cold wind and had to retreat repeatedly, withdrawing from Frost Wind Valley ahead.

Chunyu Gui was stunned at this moment; previously, saying he would raise the flag for Marquis Wu’an was just a joke, trying to coax this hothead, tricking him into exerting more strength, taking more risks.

No matter how exceptional Jiang Wu’an was, he was still a few years younger, from the batch after theirs. Young people, still need to train!

But now, hearing Jiang Wang shout so earnestly, he was involuntarily inspired. He felt a kind of excitement he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

So with the right hand, he slashed the meteors, and with the left, he summoned into the air, truly attracting a Purple Micro Middle Heaven Emperor Flag lying on the ground during his rapid retreat... and raised it high!

"Chunyu Gui today bolsters the might of Marquis Wu’an!"

This flag’s original owner was an unknown Qi Country warrior, now tattered, still flapping in the wind.

The ten or so human warriors still alive all withdrew from Frost Wind Valley, coming from different factions, tense and silent, watching together, witnessing this scene.

Wang Kun was also outside the valley, shouting hurriedly at this moment, "General Chunyu! We are people of the Jing Nation! How can we raise the flag of the Qi people?"

"Is there a country within, a division without?! This is the flag of the Human Race!" Chunyu Gui did not let go, only raised this purple tattered flag high: "Marquis Wu’an, kill them!"

Within the bitterly cold wind.

Now, only Shi Shanwen, Xi Yanbing, and Jiang Wang remained.

The other two sides’ warriors had all withdrawn.

This was a deathmatch of desperados.

This was a game for the brave!

Xi Yanbing’s mouth and body were covered in blood, his life-bound divine skill broken, making him look miserable beyond words.

But he still maintained a strong state, waving a knife at Jiang Wang: "Then let’s see who dies first!"

"Come!"

Jiang Wang fought the two demon kings alone, wielding a longsword to its limits. Frost was already forming on his brows, his wounds frozen, yet he only shouted: "Exchange lives with me!"

Marquis Wu’an of Qi Country is, of course, a renowned human genius. But the Heavenly Sea King, the Stone Rhinoceros Demon King, are not unknown among the demons either.

Is exchanging life for life worth it?

Is exchanging the lives of two demon kings for the life of one human genius worth it?

No matter how much courage, one must calculate the cost!

"Jade doesn’t clash with clay pots, Stone Rhinoceros Demon King, let’s go!"

At this moment.

Shi Shanwen finally broke down.

In those fiery golden eyes, there was not a hint of hesitation.

That determination was terrifying.

Without truly meeting those eyes, one couldn’t fathom that kind of fear!

He turned and flew swiftly!

Saying he would leave with Xi Yanbing, in reality, he didn’t cover for Xi Yanbing at all, directly abandoning his spirit attacks and sound attacks, fleeing desperately. He even flew close to the ground, disregarding the dignity of a king, simply because the extreme cold wind hadn’t fully reached the ground yet, allowing him to minimize contact with it.

Xi Yanbing was both shocked and furious, both hateful and despairing at this moment. If Shi Shanwen hadn’t fled, there might still be a sliver of chance for them to join forces and kill Jiang Wang before escaping. With Shi Shanwen gone, his best outcome was merely to perish alongside Jiang Wang.

How could he not be angry?

Gripping the longsword tightly in his hand, he could only fight desperately in despair.

But the sword qi that had been entangling him suddenly dissipated.

The bright sword edge of Longing came face to face with him, and he instinctively blocked—

Yet Jiang Wang turned away and left!

Seeing the figure of this young marquis striding swiftly through the air, the Qingyun Mark appearing and disappearing, he had already set out directly to pursue Shi Shanwen!

Jiang Wang’s target was still the Heavenly Sea King, not him, the Stone Rhinoceros Demon King.

At this moment, Xi Yanbing couldn’t express his emotions, couldn’t tell if he was happy or sad.

But he understood Jiang Wang’s sword—

In the bitter cold wind above, there was still light. The Big Dipper moved in the sky, infinite starlight like a torrent. The sword edge’s sharpness was not obscured by the frost wind. Thus this sword, all the world was winter!

The already blossomed Buzhou Wind whirled on the sword edge.

Leaving a fleeting shadow in the extreme cold wind, even colder than the frost wind!

"Uh ah!"

Shi Shanwen’s eyes nearly bled with hatred; he couldn’t understand Jiang Wang’s obsession with him at all.

He hadn’t expected this sword at all!

Is living not good? Is killing one Xi Yanbing not enough for merit?

At this moment, his entire body burst into radiant gold, the extreme explosion of his ancient kingly fist—

But it was too late.

All the glory had shattered. Those great moments could only be reminisced.

Where was the golden crow chariot patrolling close to the ground?

He had fundamentally abandoned his fists, forsaken his path in the face of the great terror of life and death.

Yet someone upheld the path and proceeded straight!

That resplendent blonde hair seemed to extinguish, the blood-stained golden armor already tattered.

The frost white Buzhou Wind crushed everything.

Jiang Wang’s Tao Path Killing Sword plunged directly into his back, pinning him to the ground!

Shi Shanwen’s fist techniques were a reminiscence of the demon clan’s glorious era.

But the demon clan’s glorious era was the dark era for the human race.

The demon clan’s era of decline is the era of the human race ruling the world!

There’s truly no other position between the two sides.

It’s nothing more than—

You die! I live!