His True Colors Chapter 2167

 Wang Jiuzhi suddenly sneered, "Han Qianqian, Han Qianqian, do you really think you can win?"

        Han Qianqian smiled and did not speak, quietly watching Wang Juzhi perform.

        "Bringing a bunch of strange beasts to break into the interior of our army, sometimes, he does have the miraculous effect of taking the enemy's head straight, but sometimes if he doesn't do it properly, it's a sheep into a tiger's mouth, do you understand?" When Wang Juzhi finished, he shook his head disdainfully at Han Qianqian, "Your Uncle Wang will teach you today what it means to be a ginger or an old man."

        With a cold frown and an angry glare, Wang Juzhi suddenly bellowed, "Inform everyone, execute the plan."


        As soon as the words fell, everyone around Wang Juzhi, from the top executives down to the small soldiers and pawns, all of them directly recited the mantra one by one at this time, apparently releasing the contract.

        If the contract was broken, the master would at most suffer some repercussions, but for the strange beast as a pet, it would be fatal.

        Wang Juzhi's backhanded move was to have Han Qianqian suddenly run out of troops before the battle. At that time, he would be short of troops to lead him, and any advantage he had would be turned into a disadvantage in an instant. As now, he would be alone if he went straight for the Yellow Dragon!

        Wang Juzhi laughed coldly, and his whole expression turned fierce with complacency. Han Qianqian only smiled blandly, his eyes like torchlight as he looked at him as if he were a clown.

        "Oh, still pretending to be calm in front of your Uncle Wang, you're still laughing at this time." Wang Juzhi laughed disdainfully.

        "We'll soon find out who's laughing or not." Han Qianqian laughed.

        Hearing these words, Wang Juzhi subconsciously looked back.

        The entire person instantly turned pale. The imagined situation where the strange beasts were dying on a large scale had not appeared at all, they were still fighting frantically with the guards of Wang Juzhi's main camp.

        Moreover, he was stunned to discover an exceptionally horrifying detail at this moment, the strange beasts at hand were much more ferocious compared to the time of the previous battle in front of the Voidless Sect's mountain.

        "What? How did ...... this happen?" Wang Juzhi was completely frozen.

        The group of senior executives also looked at each other in disbelief.

        Han Qianqian smiled coldly, he had long known that Wang Juzhi would pull this stunt, so from the beginning to the end he had kept those strange beasts under the Pill God Pavilion's contract in the Eight Desolate Heavenly Books, the ones that really followed him in battle were the wild strange beasts on the back mountain of the Void Sect, so naturally they would not be affected in any way by their release from the contract.

        And in order for Wang Juzhi not to notice this, the gang of strange beasts on the path, apart from the first few wild beasts from the Voidless Clan, the remaining huge number was topped by the strange beasts from the Voidless Clan and the Fu family's Heavenly Blue City reinforcements.

        If Han Qianqian hadn't even thought of these small details, how would he have dared to come and attack their base camp? If he hadn't thought of this, he wouldn't have been able to live here. Back on Earth, Han Qianqian had already been assassinated many times.

        "Now, should I laugh or should you laugh?" Han Qianqian smiled playfully and stared at Wang Juzhi, his entire being could not help but sneer.

        Wang Juzhi was so angry that his whole body kept trembling, a nameless anger rising from his body, up to the top of his head, and then burning all over his body.

        But before Wang Juzhi could catch his breath, at that moment.

        "Report! The small road army is still being entangled by the Void Clan and it is difficult to pull out to support them."

        "Report! The battle is urgent at the front line of Xian Ling Shi Tai, and he is unable to come for a while, meanwhile, requesting that you must hold on, otherwise ......"

        Two spies came in time to report.

        Wang Juzhi's face turned pale, staggered back and actually spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

        The enemy army is not reduced, the plan failed.

        Coupled with the fact that the front and rear troops, hard by the enemy, were completely stalled, it also meant that in a short time, Wang Juzhi could not have any reinforcements at all.

        What annoyed Wang even more was that the morale of his troops was now sluggish.

        A good situation had been disintegrated in an instant, and they had been tricked over and over again. Not to mention the disciples at the lower levels, even he himself now had no momentum at all.

        It is true that raising a tiger is a problem.

        He could not get rid of Han Qianqian that day, and now he had dealt himself a near-destructive blow.

        "Hold on, hold on, even so, what can we do? As long as we delay until this afternoon, they will surely die. Also, the man I am looking for is already on his way." Wang Juzhi roared in resignation.

        He could not bear this defeat.

        Moreover, it was a defeat at the hands of someone like Han Qianqian.

        Although facing this defeat frankly would not wipe out the Pill God Pavilion from now on, as the venerable lord of the Pill God Pavilion, the new true god of the Eight Directions world, he had suffered such a humiliating defeat the first time he personally led an army.

        In the future, how can he gain a foothold in the Eight Directions World, and where should the prestige of his Pill God Pavilion go?

        Only when Wang Juzhi finished shouting, he was shocked to find that all the people around him were only cautiously defending themselves against Han Qianqian, and none of them dared to attack him.

        "What are you ...... all doing?" Wang Juzhi roared in annoyance.

        "Your Holiness, let's ...... retreat, now we are surrounded on all sides, we may be surrounded at any time, then it will be too late if we want to retreat." A certain senior executive thought about it and looked at Wang Juzhi worriedly.

        Wang Juzhi was about to burst into a rage when another executive hurriedly knelt down, "Your Holiness, if you stay in the green hills, you are not afraid of not having wood to burn, don't get carried away."

        "Yes, if we withdraw now, our losses can at least be minimised, once we fall completely, we will lose even our family fortune by then."

        Wang Juzhi looked at several people in bewilderment, both angry at them and yet having to face the facts before him.

        It was a fine line between life and death, waiting for Wang's decision to be made.

        Han Qianqian smiled coldly and grimly, like a tiger lurking in the darkness, and his eyes were cold with a chilling light, staring at him as if he were prey.

        Life and death were just a matter of thought, but at that very moment, a trace of timidity suddenly appeared in Wang Juzhi's heart.

        Even though it was extremely small, it became the straw that broke his heart's back.

        He could not afford to lose!

        "Retreat!" With a grit of his teeth, Wang Juzhi reluctantly parted his body and flew out.

        Dozens of executives fled with him, and Han Qianqian chased after them, snapping over several executives who had landed at the tail end.

        Han Qianqian gently collected his axe and looked at the core of the Pill God Pavilion who had fled so fast that a soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

        If Han Qianqian were to go after them, in fact, with his speed, at least half of those senior executives would have to become Han Qianqian's dead under the sword.

        However, what Han Qianqian would like to see the most was for them to escape.


        Somewhere on top of a high mountain, Lu Ruoxin shook her head and laughed softly while she couldn't help but applaud.

        Chi Meng frowned for a moment, having trouble understanding why Lu Ruoxin was applauding for Han Qianqian, who was rather out of shape.