Chapter 827

"Damn it." Zai Da was covered in blood, having killed quite a few Xuanjing people just now.

The people of the Xuanjing Guild, under Guo Xin's temptation, were full of fighting spirit, hated the Black Slaughter immensely, and were extremely ruthless in their attacks.

This was a life-and-death battle; there was no possibility of peace talks.

Zai Da knew... the Black Slaughter was probably going to lose.

Wan Tie's metallic-colored skin was already full of cracks.

His skill could turn him into metal, and his defense was extremely strong, but it was still difficult to withstand the offensive of a group battle of this scale.

"Wan Wu Group... shares a surname with me; I didn't expect that today, I would be killed by experts from this group..." Wan Tie gave a bitter smile.

"It doesn't matter; to be able to die with Guild Leader Jiang, I, Wan Tie, am honored!" His voice became firm.

Guo Xin saw the two arriving Venerables, his face showing shock, and deep in his eyes, joy surged.

He didn't expect that the two sixth-turn Venerables Wan Wu had called before were even stronger than he imagined; they were actually the Evil-Slaying Twin Heroes of the Wan Wu Group.

Evil Law Sword Venerable, Zhuo Mo.

Saint-Slaying Arrow Venerable, Gan Xiushou.

The names of these two were truly famous!

They had been in the sixth-turn realm for over ten years; one used a sword, the other used a bow, and their cooperation was seamless, capable of exerting terrifying combat power where 1+1 is greater than 2.

Once, when they were at level 61, the two joined forces to transcend realms and killed a level 64 elite monster without suffering much injury; since then, they became famous in the Dragon Nation.

You have to know, a sixth-turn elite monster of the same realm generally requires a four-person team of the same realm to barely defeat it.

And they did it with just two people!

That was a sixth-turn elite monster, even possessing the power to destroy a city.

This shows how familiar their cooperation was.

"Are you two the Evil Law Sword Venerable and Saint-Slaying Arrow Venerable?" Guo Xin stepped forward and asked with a cupped-fist salute.

"Not bad." Gan Xiushou's face was old, already over eighty years old, and he said with a serious expression.

"Are you the leader of the Xuanjing Guild..."

"I remember one of my great-grandsons joined your guild." Gan Xiushou frowned.

"Did he participate in this guild war? Let me see what realm that kid is at now." Gan Xiushou said, scanning the battlefield with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

As soon as these words were spoken, Guo Xin frowned.

He only had one newcomer surnamed Gan under his command.

He... had already been killed without a corpse left by that fifth-turn White-Clothed Demon-Subduing Master of the Black Slaughter, Shen Yixi, in the battle just now.

He hesitated for a long time before saying this news.

"Sorry, Gan Xiaolin has already been... cruelly slaughtered by the Black Slaughter people in the battle just now."

Guo Xin shook his head with pity.

He actually felt no pity at all.

But he had to put on a show.

As soon as these words were spoken, Gan Xiushou's face sank a few degrees.

He loved to sow seeds all his life, married dozens of wives, and had countless descendants throughout the Dragon Nation.

It could be said that one person alone had propagated and supported a huge family.

His creed was that the strong must sow more seeds to create powerful combat strength to protect the country!

This Gan Xiaolin was just one of countless descendants to him and wasn't important; he had only seen him once at birth.

But dying at the hands of such a small guild, Gan Xiushou still felt a slight surprise and anger in his heart.

His grandson had his Venerable blood flowing in his body; if he were to die, he should die at the hands of experts and geniuses.

How could he die so obscurely in a guild war of such a second-rate guild?

Actually, both the Black Slaughter and Xuanjing had sixth-turn Venerables sitting in command, so the guild scale was not small and could definitely rank among the top in the Dragon Nation.

But for the well-informed old Venerables Gan Xiushou and Zhuo Mo, they could only be considered second-rate.

Standing high, naturally, the vision is broad, and what they see is different.

Looking at Gan Xiushou's silent expression, Guo Xin was secretly happy in his heart.

It seems that this incident could just trigger Gan Xiushou's anger and make him kill everyone in the Black Slaughter!

The day Xuanjing ascends to the heavens in one step and completely ranks among the absolute top-tier guilds is probably just around the corner!

However, unexpectedly, Gan Xiushou said this.

"This... can only be blamed on him being too weak."

He shook his head and sighed, his eyes indifferent and ruthless, as if it wasn't his grandson who died, but an ant.

"But having said that, he is also my grandson." Immediately after, his tone changed.

"It seems this time it's not just a mission, but also carries a bit of personal vendetta."

Gan Xiushou's old eyes scanned the whole arena, and after finishing, he stared at Jiang Tianchi.

The Evil Law Sword Venerable Zhuo Mo also pointed his sword at Jiang Tianchi from afar, his face calm.

"I have long heard that the Thousand-Flow Blade Venerable Jiang Tianchi is invincible at the same level." He said with an arrogant tone.

"Today, this old man will experience your blade technique."

"By the way, I will slaughter you and your guild together." He said in an overbearing manner.

Zhuo Mo looked much younger than Gan Xiushou, being a middle-aged man.

But in reality, the two were the same age, participated in the awakening ceremony at the same time, and had fought together for decades, being close friends.

It's just that Zhuo Mo used a youth-preserving item, which made him look younger.

"How much benefit did the Wan Wu Group give you to make you willing to fight for a despicable guild like Xuanjing?"

Jiang Tianchi's face was calm as he asked in a loud voice.

The reputation of the Xuanjing Guild for being vengeful and ruthless was known to everyone.

Just now, Su Ming had transmitted the whole process of events to Jiang Tianchi through the Will Butterfly Gu.

So Jiang Tianchi knew that these two were support from the Wan Wu Group.

Gan Xiushou stood with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and smiling faintly, as if mocking Jiang Tianchi's youth.

"Heh, youngster, Brother Zhuo Mo and I rose in the same era and are two original shareholders of the Wan Wu Group."

"Don't tell me you thought we were just hired thugs under the company; that status would be too low."

Saying this, Gan Xiushou's eyes flashed with calculating light, and he gave a contemptuous smile.

"The young successor chairman is naive and can't even read the contract clearly."

"Did you think the benefits we could get from this battle were epic-grade equipment?"

"No." Zhuo Mo said coldly, magic power surrounding him, wrapping around his blade.

"Ancient-grade equipment?" Gan Xiushou smiled.

"Even less so." Zhuo Mo gave an arrogant smile.