As the words fell, the Qi mechanism around them surged up in an instant!
A wild wind arose, and the clouds morphed rapidly!
Wang Fulong's expression remained unchanged as he turned to look at Gao Chengyin, who had appeared behind him and looked like an old farmer, and slowly said:
"If Qingzhou did not have Qin Zheng, I fear it would become like Yanzhou, ravaged by the Demon race, with countless lives lost."
"Kongxing of the Gao Clan failed in his duties, watched as monsters invaded Great Jin, so why shouldn't he be killed?"
Gao Chengyin sneered coldly and reached out to grasp a silver-white spear, his aura instantly skyrocketing to its peak.
"Because, he bears the surname Gao!"
Boom!
His figure suddenly dashed forward, and with a thrust of the spear, he enveloped even Wang Qingfeng within its reach.
To a Mid-level Martial Saint, killing two Elementary Martial Saints was as easy as flipping one's hand!