The King of La Country gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, relay my order for the nuclear weapons to be prepared and await my command to launch."
"Yes, my king," the hawkish staffer happily set off to execute the command.
Over at Red Canyon, the dozen or so great swordsmen who were left no longer had the courage to face death. After exchanging glances, they turned and fled.
Concern for the pride of the boss and worries about making a living went out the window. Their only truth now was to keep themselves alive. God would surely forgive them.
Mo Huasong watched the great swordsmen scatter and escape, he sneered, clapped his hands together and chanted, "Yin Yang Kill."
Suddenly two powerful energies erupted like lightning, expanding in an instant and enveloping the swordsmen who had fled in every direction.
In a blink of an eye, they were all killed and their bodies lay on the ground.
