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The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 1295

"How dare you!"

Baldwin did not expect that Clark, a nameless pawn in his eyes, would dare to confront him and justify Austin's actions.

Driven by his anger, Baldwin released a sword-light which directly rushed towards Clark.

Besieged by the endless sword aura, Clark was extremely terrified. He had a feeling that he was going to be blown into pieces in a moment.

"Cool down, Baldwin. Killing innocent people is not our creed and practice,"

Godwin said rather calmly. He swept his sleeves across and released a gentle vital energy force. It encircled Clark and protected him inside it.

Clark soon found himself saved from the oppression of the sword aura. It seemed to have been sent away by a gust of strong breeze.

He was an independent cultivator.

His cultivation base was at the medium stage of the Semi-holy Realm. That made him a prestigious master in the South Continent.

Many sects had tried to invite him to join them.

But Clark was innately reclusive and prideful. He was not willing to be constrained or bounded by any sect.

Indeed an eccentric person!

Barely having escaped Baldwin's attack which could have killed him, he did not shrink back or retreat. Instead, he was irritated because his pride was hurt.

"Ha ha! You kill people like flies. Anyone who offends you or stands against you ends up being killed.

I cannot even imagine what will happen to the Southern Alliances Army if we were to have you as one of the prime leaders.

The day you lead the Southern Alliances Army, it will mark my last day in the army. I will not be in it if you are there!

I am willing to quit from the Southern Alliances Army with you, Commander Austin!"

Clark walked to Austin's side.

"Huh!"

Baldwin stared at Clark with an insidious killing intent.

How desperately he wanted to punish Clark for it! But he knew that it was impossible to kill Clark right now in front of Godwin, Julius and Peter.

Clark's sneering words clearly showed his hostility against him.

"Hey! Stop gathering here, all of you!

Go and mind your own business.

Before long, I am going to clean up and discipline these troops of the Trinary Star City."

Colin turned back and yelled loudly at the cultivators of the Trinary Star City in an austere tone.

Earlier, he had been pissed off at the fact that all the cultivators of the Trinary Star City supported Austin and justified him.

So he looked at them with disgust and lost no chance to threaten them.

Colin was already secretly plotting to scrutinize all the men and seek revenge from Austin's followers and friends.

It didn't take long for the army of the Trinary Star City to realize what Colin was up to.

The seven masters, who were at the Primal Holy Realm, easily saw through Colin's conspiracy by using their spiritual senses.

They had been helping Austin manage the Trinary Star City since Austin was selected as the commander.

Thus, it was clear to them that they would be targeted by Colin after he took over Austin's place.

"Our lives were saved by you. Now they belong to you, Commander Austin!

Three days ago, if you had not led us to defeat the army of the demon race, we would have been humiliated and many of us would have lost our lives.

We'll follow you and quit from the Southern Alliances Army as well!"

The seven Primal Holy Realm cultivators stood up and came to Austin's side, shouting in unison. Their loud voices passed on farther away.

"That's true. Our lives too were saved by our commander. We'll quit from the Southern Alliances Army as well."

The words echoed in the air. Hundreds of men came forward and stood behind Austin.

"So will we!"

Thousands of warriors said as they came forth and took places behind Austin.

With each passing moment, more and more men from the Trinary Star City expressed their conviction. They would rather quit from the Southern Alliances Army with Austin than accept someone unworthy as their leader.

All that was happening could be justified by two reasons.

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