The Exalted Warrior novel Chapter 1827

“Clan master, could something have happened to the disciples we left behind?” said an old man the moment he recalled it.

“How’s that possible?” Edward frowned, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

“Attack! Just kill them!” He gritted his teeth, and the intensity of his attack toward Austin increased.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the balance of victory slanted toward the Bloodshed Clan, more and more people of the Nine Armies died.

All of a sudden, Hendrick called out to Angus while he was fighting, “Young Master Angus, look over there. We have company coming in, flying very slowly!”

Angus turned around to look after killing a man of the peak stage true god level with a punch. True enough, a gathering of people were flying to this side from far away.

“Dear me. There must be at least tens of thousands of them! Why are there so many of them? Are they from the Pavilion Billow Cloud?” blurted Angus.

The Nine Armies initially had the upper hand, and the Bloodshed Clan might have crumbled before their might. On top of that, they were dumbfounded that the pavilion they had alerted had not arrived up to this point. Such scarification caused a wave of heartache in the members of the Bloodshed Clan.

Austin was taken aback for a moment before he chuckled loudly. “Haha… That must be it, that must be it! Who would’ve thought that so many of these people had survived after persisting for so many days? It looks like they’re very united, too, what with them coming together.”

The corners of Edward’s mouth twitched. “Is that so? Them coming here might not change the tides of battle as I’ll kill you first. The worst-case scenario is that our Bloodshed Clan suffers mere losses, nowhere hefty. So what if there are a lot of them? They don’t have high fighting prowess!”