The Lingwu Continent was defeated by the human race and the demon race successively, making Yu Chiheng and others so angry that their eyes were about to burst and they were gnashing their teeth.

In the warship, Yu Chiheng and the other two sat together and drank tea. The three martial saints looked at me and I looked at you. For a moment, they didn’t know what to say.

"Since we in the Lingwu Continent have no way to occupy a place in the territory of the human race and the demon race, then we can only try our luck with the Rakshasa tribe. Hong Wu Sheng, Deng Wu Sheng, what do you think?" Yu Chi Heng said.
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Saint Hongwu on the left said solemnly: "If we can't even defeat the Rakshasa clan, what should we do? If we just return in vain, none of us can afford to lose such a big face."<

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Deng Wusheng on the right gritted his teeth and said: "We have failed twice, so we must not fail a third time, otherwise we will become a shame and a joke to Lingwu Continent, and we will not have the face to return to Lingwu Continent. Do we still have to tell them,

Can we not even defeat the races on the Holy Forest Continent? In that case, what will many martial saints think of us?"

Yuchi Heng said with a fierce look in his eyes: "So no matter what, we must have a foothold in the Rakshasa tribe. If we can't even do this, then we might as well find a piece of tofu and kill them."

"But what if we fail again?"

Deng Wusheng worriedly said: "Once we fail again, do we really have to return to Lingwu Continent? Doesn't this tell you martial saints that our civilization in Lingwu Continent is even more backward than that of Holy Forest Continent?"

"If we really lose to the Rakshasa tribe and cannot occupy a place in the Holy Forest Continent, we can't risk our lives. We don't have to fight to the death with the Rakshasa tribe. Returning to the Lingwu Continent and losing a few people is better than staying in the Holy Forest Continent.

How about annihilating the army?"

Hong Wu Sheng's words revealed a hint of retreat, which made both Yu Chi Heng and Deng Wu Sheng feel very unhappy. Before the war with the Rakshasa tribe started, they actually started to talk dejectedly. How is this inappropriate?

"No matter what, let's fight the Rakshasa tribe first."

Yu Chi Heng clenched his fists. No matter what, he could not easily return to Lingwu Continent. The humiliation he suffered at Chao Bo Weng must be avenged by Chao Bo Weng, otherwise it would greatly affect his martial arts heart. His clone was killed by Chao Bo Weng.

A sudden slap in the face was an indelible shame for Yu Chi Heng. He has always been brooding over it and could not let it go.

"Then just follow what Yuchi Martial Saint said and attack the Rakshasa tribe first!"

Hong Wusheng and Deng Wusheng could only do this, and they had already prepared for the worst.

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A few days later, the warships from the Lingwu Continent entered the waters of the Rakshasa Tribe.

Just when the warships from Lingwu Continent arrived at the Rakshasa tribe's territory, they saw the Rakshasa tribe sending a large army to face them.

This made many warriors in Lingwu Continent instantly alert and ready for a war with the Rakshasa tribe at any time.

The leader of the Rakshasa clan is Lou Sheng’s true form. He is standing on the deck with a smile and seems to have no ill intentions towards the people of Lingwu Continent.

"Are you all warriors from Lingwu Continent? Lou has been waiting here for a long time." Lou Sheng said.

"Half Saint of the Rakshasa Tribe!"

The three martial saints looked at each other with extremely ugly expressions. They did not expect that the half-saints of the Rakshasa tribe would come directly and block them here.

"No! This saint said that he is waiting here, and he seems to have no ill intentions towards us." Hongwu Sheng said calmly.

"Impossible! Both the human race and the demon race reject our Lingwu Continent. It is impossible for the Rakshasa clan to have no ill intentions towards us. There must be something fishy about this matter!" Deng Wusheng said.

"No matter what, let's test the Rakshasa tribe first."

Yu Chiheng then sent a message to Lou Sheng: "We are indeed from the Lingwu Continent, and I think you Rakshasa tribe should have heard about it."

"That's natural."

Lou Sheng smiled and said: "I was beaten to a pulp by the humans in the Seven Islands Sea Kingdom, and then I was blocked by the demon clan. I was kicked out without even entering the demon clan's territory. How could I not know this?"<

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"Presumptuous! Who do you think you are? How dare you despise us!"

"Shut up! You are not allowed to slander our Lingwu Continent!"

Many warriors scolded each other, and they were all furious, feeling extremely ashamed and angry.

Now even the Rakshasa tribe knows about the glorious deeds of Lingwu Continent, which is simply too embarrassing.

I am afraid that the entire Holy Forest Continent looks down upon the people of Lingwu Continent.

Yu Chiheng's face flashed with murderous intent, and he said viciously: "What do you mean, are you trying to amuse us?"

"You misunderstood. I am here today to cooperate with you," Lou Sheng said.

"What? Cooperation?"

Hearing the news, Yu Chiheng was very surprised.

Many warriors also looked at each other in confusion, unable to understand the Rakshasa tribe's operations.

Both the human race and the demon race are trying to drive away the Lingwu Continent, but the Rakshasa tribe wants to cooperate with them. This is completely beyond everyone's expectations.

"You want to plot against me, do you think I am a three-year-old child? Why should I trust you? What is your purpose?" Yuchi Heng said warily.

"Our purpose is the same as yours in Lingwu Continent, we want to defeat the human race and the demon race. Is this a sufficient reason?" Lou Sheng said calmly.

"What did you say?"

Yu Chiheng's expression changed when he heard this, and he looked at Hong Wusheng and Deng Wusheng, and saw that they also had blank looks on their faces.

Lou Sheng said slowly: "We, the Rakshasa tribe, were originally the most noble race on the Holy Forest Continent, but now we are humiliated and bullied by the human race and the demon race, and are no longer as glorious as before. Therefore, we need you from the Lingwu Continent.

Strength, come and help us deal with humans and monsters, and rule the Holy Forest Continent."

"Joke!"

Yu Chiheng said with contempt on his face: "The Sacred Forest Continent was originally the territory of our martial arts lineage. Why should we help your Rakshasa clan rule the Sacred Forest Continent? Who do you Rakshasa clan think you are?"

"Presumptuous! Who do you think you are that dares to humiliate our Rakshasa clan!"

"What's so great about your Lingwu Continent? Aren't you the defeated general of the human race and the demon race? Why are you dragging them?"

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“I really don’t know where you get the confidence to be so shameless!”

Many great mages scolded and looked at Lingwu Continent with very contemptuous expressions, not treating the people of Lingwu Continent as one thing at all.

This made the warriors of the Lingwu Continent very angry. Not only were they looked down upon by the human race and the demon race, but now even the Rakshasa race looked down upon them, which was simply a great humiliation.

"What are you talking about? How dare you despise our Lingwu Continent like this, you are simply worthy of death!"

"Are you looking for death? Believe it or not, our Lingwu Continent has wiped out your Rakshasa clan, leaving you with no chickens or dogs left!"

"You are so brave. Don't think that our Lingwu Continent is a soft persimmon. Even if we are defeated by the human race and the demon race, it is still easy to deal with you, a small Rakshasa clan!"

Many warriors scolded, extremely dissatisfied with the Rakshasa clan's attitude.

"Quiet!"

Lou Shengqing shouted, causing the Rakshasa tribe to shut their mouths.

The scoldings of the Lingwu Continent warriors gradually became quieter.

Lou Sheng continued: "First of all, there have been human races, demon races and our Rakshasa race in the Holy Forest Continent since ancient times. There has never been any blood of your Lingwu Continent. This is something that has been known to everyone for thousands of years..."
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"Fart! You fart! The Sacred Forest Continent originally belonged to us, but you are spitting blood on others!" a Martial Lord roared.

"When I am speaking, has it ever been your turn to interrupt?"

Lou Sheng waved his hand, and powerful holy power poured out directly.

"Presumptuous!"

Yu Chiheng took action directly, preparing to block Lou Sheng's attack.

At this moment, many holy thoughts descended from the sky and locked the location of Yu Chiheng.

Yuchi Heng's expression changed wildly. The Rakshasa clan not only had Lou Saints, but also many Half-Saints nearby.

Once Yu Chi Heng takes action to stop Lou Sheng, other half saints from the Rakshasa tribe will take action directly to suppress Yu Chi Heng.

Even if Hong Wusheng and Deng Wusheng take action together, they may not be able to stop it.

Therefore, Yu Chiheng had a very brief hesitation, and the activation of the holy power was delayed for a few breaths.

But just such a short error was enough to kill that Martial Lord.

At this time, the Martial Lord had no idea that many Half-Saints had targeted Yu Chi Heng. At this time, he was still looking proud, thinking that with Yu Chi Heng around, Lou Sheng would not be able to kill him at all.

Shengli has no fear.

"Haha... I have the protection of Lord Martial Saint, but you want to kill me? Ridiculous! Who do you think you are? Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror to see what kind of thing you are..."

The Martial Lord was so high-spirited, after all, he was pointing at a semi-saint of the Rakshasa tribe to humiliate him. Thinking of Lou Sheng trying to kill him, but being helplessly stopped by Yu Chi Heng, the Martial Lord felt happy in his heart.

"Boom!"

Wu Zun's body exploded directly, and his head rolled on the deck. Before he died, he looked extremely happy, and he didn't even know how he was killed.

"Impossible! How could our Martial Lord be killed by the opponent's Semi-Saint? This is simply impossible!"

"How could this happen! Why didn't the Martial Saint take action!"

"Presumptuous! Presumptuous! Presumptuous!"
To be continued...