boom--

Boom boom——

The more than twenty strong men from the Yanhuang Palace instantly clashed with the opponent's dozen or so king-level strong men, making a loud and earth-shattering noise.

Like thunder.

It's even more like flying sand and rocks.

This picture has surpassed human cognition——

King-level experts have already surpassed the understanding of ordinary people.

One to one or two to one.

The members of Yanhuang Palace selected their opponents as soon as they rushed out, and the division of labor was clear——

The leader of Tiangang, Zhao Feilong, directly faced the bloody king Gales alone, while the remaining two kings jointly pounced on the poisonous snake king Jinmai——

These two battlefields are also the most terrifying.

Once in contact, it was earth-shattering, as if tornadoes colliding together, blocking out the sky and the sun, and no one could see clearly the truth of the confrontation——

But--

"boom--"

With a loud noise, a black shadow flew out and landed heavily on the ground. It was Zhao Feilong, the leader of Tiangang.

I saw that he was covered in blood and was very miserable. One of his arms echoed silently around him, obviously broken.

His face was pale and ugly.

But there was a ferocious smile hanging on the corner of his mouth that was completely different from the injuries on his body. It was very strange——

brush!

The yellow sand in the sky finally disappeared, revealing Gales' burly figure.

He was also covered in injuries, more than Zhao Feilong. His whole body was covered in blood and wounds. Although none of them were fatal injuries, the look he looked at Zhao Feilong was filled with solemnity and heartfelt fear——

He is the supreme strongman with the title of king.

The title of king is not given to just anyone. Only those who have reached the peak of king level will be given the title. Generally, it is due to personal style and good performance.

He is called the Bloody King, and his biggest characteristic is killing and blood, with brutal methods.

But now he feels that he is not worthy of this title at all. This Zhao Feilong is the real killing devil, and he is a real madman who only attacks and never defends——

Every time I attacked, I tried my best, and I was able to achieve a tie with him.

He almost killed him more than once.

madman.

He is at the peak of the king level, while Zhao Feilong is only at the middle level of the king level. There is a gap of more than one realm, but he is forced to become his opponent——

At this moment, he heard a shrill roar coming from beside him, and quickly turned around to look——

However, he saw two figures flying upside down, which were the other two king-level figures in the Yanhuang Palace.

The two teamed up to pounce on Jinmai, the king of poisonous snakes.

Now they were all blown away, and one of them never got up after landing. Although he was not dead, his injuries were frighteningly serious. There was a bloody gash over a foot long on his stomach, and his intestines almost popped out of it.

——

Another king-level one was equally seriously injured——

However, the injuries of the poisonous snake king Jinmai are not serious. Not only is he missing an arm, but he also has several deep wounds on his body, all of which are serious injuries——

Crazy, all crazy.

Gales roared in his heart, and he was really frightened.

He had long heard that people from Yanhuang Palace should not be messed with because they were a group of lunatics, but he had just heard that today he finally saw what lunatics were.

His situation is better.

But Jinmai is obviously half useless.

He is called a poisonous snake and is not good at head-on confrontation, but he is the pinnacle of king level after all. He is the feared king of the night in the entire overseas battlefield, but now he has an arm cut off by two king level realms——

How is this possible?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it was true.

The higher the level, the more obvious the gap becomes, not to mention the difference is still two and a half realms.

The difference between the peak king level and the low level king level is basically the difference between the supreme and the ants——

But Jinmai was seriously injured by two ants, and the injuries were irreparable. He was not even able to kill his opponent.

This was too subversive of his cognition.

But that's still not all.

After a brief contact with all the battlefields of the battle, the battle ended——

Almost all of the more than 20 strong men from the Yanhuang Palace were brought along, some were even half disabled, but none of them died, and there were no surprises on their faces, only silent sneers and teasing——

on the contrary.

However, nearly half of the dozen or so king-level and quasi-king-level kings on their side fell down, with less than ten people still standing, and the remaining few people had been killed directly——

How is this possible?

Gales's eyes nearly fell down——

Jinmai couldn't even let out an angry roar because he was choked in his throat——

The opponent only has a few quasi-kings, and the rest are all gods of war. The worst they have are all quasi-kings, with nearly ten real kings.

The results are simply incredible.

No one on the other side died, but several on my side died.

How is this possible?

How could the fighting power of the members of the Yanhuang Palace be so terrifying?

This shocked them and made them even more frightened. If these people were allowed to live and continue to grow, once they were all promoted to the king level, wouldn't they be able to sweep the entire overseas battlefield?

How can other organizations survive?

Such an enemy cannot be provoked at all.

The consequences are too great.

Thinking of this, even if he was seriously injured, Gales suppressed the crazy murderous intention in his heart and looked at Zhao Feilong: "Zhao Feilong, we don't want to be enemies of Yanhuang Palace. As long as you withdraw from here, we can treat him as an enemy."

Nothing happened."

Jin Mai immediately understood what Gales meant.

He also quickly suppressed the urge to pounce on the two slanderers of Yanhuang Temple and kill them directly. He couldn't afford to offend them!

But--

Hear his voice.

Zhao Feilong raised his head and looked at him with a playful look on his face, a silent sneer on his face: "Let us withdraw from the battlefield now? It's too late."

Gales shook his head: "It's not too late. As long as you quit now, it's not too late. I can make the decision to let you leave safely, and I will never hunt you down!"

"You're wrong. What I mean by late is not that it's too late for us to quit, but that it's too late for you to quit -"

Zhao Feilong's face was full of madness and mischief: "From the moment you dared to take action against me, Yanhuang Palace, you had no way out."

"you--"

Gales's expression changed drastically. He could hear the cold-bloodedness in Zhao Feilong's words.

"Aren't you afraid of death? Although you can leapfrog to fight against me, you are now seriously injured, as well as your men. Although they have killed our people, they have also lost their fighting power. If you continue to fight, you will only die.

One piece!"

Gales said loudly, controlling his anger.

He didn't believe that Zhao Feilong couldn't recognize reality.

Leaving is the way to survive.

You can only die if you stay.

But--

"So what?"

The expression on Zhao Feilong's face became even more playful and crazy, like a lunatic. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the surrounding members of the Yanhuang Temple and asked loudly: "Brothers, are you afraid of death? Shout loudly if you are afraid of death!"

"Ha ha--"

He was answered with a burst of crazy laughter.
To be continued...