"Before the battlefield of killing saints begins, I would like to say a few words to the saints of all races."
Di Jiang glanced at the saints of all races, and said with great arrogance: "Once the battlefield of killing saints begins, the winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandits, and our imperial clan will definitely become the most powerful clan in the Holy Forest Continent.
At this time, if any powerful clan is willing to surrender to the Imperial clan, and our Imperial clan is willing to accept them, they will also receive the blessing of our Imperial clan in the Slaughter Saint battlefield. There is only one chance, so you must make a good decision."
The scene remained quiet, but the saints of all ethnic groups had begun to transmit their messages fiercely in the dark.
The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea smiled slightly and said: "It seems that the Imperial Clan thinks it is difficult to win in the Saint-Slaying Battlefield, so before the Saint-Slaying Battlefield begins, it tries to attract as many strong clans as shields. The Imperial Clan is nothing more than that."
The tone was full of contempt and disdain.
Many semi-saints had astonishment on their faces and looked at Di Jiang with expressions of disdain.
"I see. No wonder Di Jiang wants to win over you at this time. It's nothing more than a bluff."
"If someone is willing to surrender to the Imperial Clan, why come to the battlefield to kill the saints? It's ridiculous."
"Taking off your pants and farting is unnecessary."
All the saints from all races had disapproving expressions.
"Dragon Saint of the East China Sea, you are so impudent!"
Di Jiang was furious, looked at the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea, and said fiercely: "Who do you think you are, and you dare to look down on our Imperial Clan?"
"Di Jiang, it's not that I underestimate the Imperial Clan, but that you overestimate the Imperial Clan." said the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea.
Di Jiang narrowed his eyes and said: "Very good, if that's the case, then I declare that after the Saint-killing battlefield is opened, the first person our Imperial Clan will destroy is you, the Saints of the Monster Clan. Who dares to be friends with the Monster Clan?
That’s why you are an enemy of our imperial clan.”
"We, the human race, are willing to temporarily join forces with the demon race to deal with the imperial race first, and then proceed to a duel." Du Ning said.
"I, the Iceman Clan, are willing to temporarily join forces with the Monster Clan and then engage in a duel."
"Our Winged Human Race is willing to temporarily join forces with the Demon Race..."
"We, the Mu Human Clan, are willing to join forces with the Demon Clan..."
One voice after another sounded out, they were deliberately targeting the Imperial Clan first. Who asked the Imperial Clan to launch the Saint-killing battlefield? At this time, no one from the Clan would give Di Jiang a good look.
"You are so impudent!"
Di Jiang shouted with an ugly expression, but there was nothing he could do.
"The Lingwu clan is not talented, but we are willing to share the joys and sorrows with the Imperial clan."
Pang Wusheng suddenly spoke to support the imperial clan.
"Very good, my imperial clan is willing to..."
Before Di Jiang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bing Xun.
"It's ridiculous that the majestic Yasheng of the Imperial Clan is actually willing to accept the Lingwu Clan and the defeated clan back then. Rubbish like the Lingwu Clan, even if they kneel down and lick our Iceman Clan, we, the Iceman Clan, will ignore them."
"Ha ha……"
The crowd burst into laughter.
The saints of the Lingwu clan were furious and could not bear such ridicule.
"The guy who bullied others too much, first humiliated Yu Chi Heng, and now humiliates us, is simply too arrogant!"
"What kind of thing are the Icemen? I've never heard of them!"
"Bingxun, you humiliate us so much, you are dead!"
The saints of the Lingwu Tribe are filled with murderous intent.
However, Bingxun didn't even look at the Lingwu clan, he slowly licked his ears, and then flicked a bit of earwax in front of the Lingwu clan.
"Presumptuous! Presumptuous! Presumptuous!"
"Bingxun, you are looking for death!"
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
All the saints of the Lingwu tribe were furious. Bingxun's behavior was simply the biggest provocation and humiliation to the Lingwu tribe. They really couldn't bear it.
"Enough!"
Di Jiang shouted coldly: "After entering the Saint-Slaying battlefield, you Lingwu clan can go to the Iceman clan to fight at any time, but you can't do that here."
"Why?" Pang Wusheng asked.
"I don't want the blood of foreigners to stain the noble Imperial Mountain." Di Jiang said coldly.
"Bingxun, after entering the battlefield of killing saints, we, the saints of the Lingwu tribe, will be the first to kill you." Pang Wusheng said fiercely.
"Okay, I accept the challenge from all the half-saints of your Lingwu tribe." Bingxun said disdainfully.
Pang Wusheng's face changed, "You want to deal with all the saints of our Lingwu clan by yourself? Ridiculous!"
"You chickens and wardogs, I would be ashamed to kill you." Bing Xun said in disgust.
"You..." Pang Wusheng was extremely angry.
Donghai Dragon Saint said: "Since the Imperial Clan is known as the most powerful clan, can they dare to fight us fairly?"
"Dragon Saint of the East China Sea, how do you want a fair fight?" Di Jiang sneered.
"Young Saints are not allowed to participate in the Saint-killing battlefield." The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea said.
Di Jiang's expression changed, and he sneered: "It's a joke, there is no distinction between saint levels in the Saint-Slaying Battlefield. Semi-Saints can participate, and so can sub-Saints."
"So, if other powerful clans also have sub-sages, they can also participate in the battlefield of killing saints?" The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea raised his tone.
"That's natural, but the prerequisite is that you have Ya Sheng."
Di Jiang raised his head slightly and looked at the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea with an expression full of contempt and disdain. He did not believe that there was a second Half-Saint in the entire Holy Forest Continent.
Unexpectedly, the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea said: "So you, Di Jiang, are just a waste who bullied the semi-saints by relying on your cultivation as a sub-sage. If you, Di Jiang, are really a peerless genius, why didn't you be born as a semi-saint before you became a sub-sage?"
Saint-killing battlefield?"
Di Jiang suddenly became furious: "Dragon Saint of the East China Sea, don't push yourself too far. I cannot allow you to humiliate me again and again!"
"Either it is stipulated that no sub-sages are allowed to participate in the battlefield of killing saints, or you admit that the imperial clan is useless for bullying the weak and fearing the strong." The Dragon Saint of the East China Sea said loudly.
"This saint will not engage in verbal disputes with you. I have the ability to use my strength to speak on the battlefield of killing saints." Di Jiang said.
"Everyone, you have also seen that the Imperial Clan is so cowardly and only uses their cultivation to suppress others."
Donghai Dragon Saint said loudly: "But it doesn't matter. You have also heard that the Saint-killing battlefield does not restrict sub-sages from participating in the battle, so if there are sub-sages from the major powerful clans, they can stand up now."
The powerful clans looked at the Dragon Saint of the East China Sea and said nothing.
"Ha ha……"
As if he had heard a big joke, Di Jiang couldn't help laughing loudly and said: "Looking at the entire Holy Forest Continent, I am the only one who has advanced to the sub-sage. Who do you think you are, and you are worthy of the sub-sage? Ridiculous!
"
"Ya Sheng, are you very strong?"
Du Ning said: "If the dignified Asian Saint is killed by a semi-saint, he will probably become the laughing stock of the Holy Forest Continent forever, right?"
"Haha... Du Sheng, you are crazy. From your tone, do you still want to kill me? Although your cultivation is far above that of a semi-sage, who do you think you are in front of me?" Emperor
Jiang laughed loudly.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's start the Saint Killing Battlefield. After the fight, I will go back to the Holy Court to drink." Du Ning said impatiently.
"Haha... have you seen it? This is the human race's half-saint. He is indeed extremely arrogant and arrogant. Even I don't take him seriously, and I'm afraid I don't take you all seriously either."
Di Jiang continued to laugh, intending to make Du Ning the target of public criticism.