The aftermath of the laughter echoed through the banquet hall for a moment before it fell silent.

Kyle III had a strange expression on his face, he was definitely not an "obedient" person, and it was impossible for him to "stop laughing" because of the other party's fluttering words. But strangely, he just stopped, involuntarily.

At this time, a tall, sturdy middle-aged man with brown hair walked over, looking like a male lion who was a little old but still had great intimidating power. This man, the nobles in the banquet hall all know - one of the important pillars of the Kyle Empire - Grand Duke Jerry.

In terms of the power in his hands, in the entire Kyle Empire, Archduke Jerry is second only to Kyle III.

However, at this moment, Grand Duke Jerry looked a little strange, he walked over with a powerful and threatening aura, pointed at Qi Yu, his mouth closed one by one, but he did not make any sound, people could only judge from his mouth that Grand Duke Jerry seemed to have said the word "bold".

Then Archduke Jerry closed his mouth and stopped, his face slightly moved.

"He ......" The many nobles next to him whispered, or rather, planned to whisper.

Could it be that Archduke Jerry was grief-stricken because of the loss of a son, or because he was so carried away by grief and indignation that he couldn't even speak?

It's not quite like ah, with the experience of Archduke Jerry's life and the city, how could there be such a gaffe on such an occasion?

Then, the nobles who had all kinds of little ninety-nine in their hearts also lost their temper, and opened their mouths one by one, as if they had left the water one by one, and were thrown ashore, in vain with a mouthful of fish.

They found that they couldn't make any sound.

No matter how much I opened my mouth, how much I roared, how hard I tried my best, I couldn't make any sound.

It's as if they were inherently mute – no. Mutes can at least produce some onomatopoeia, but they can't even make the slightest sound.

"Am I deaf?"

This thought flashed through the minds of many people, and they threw the cup in their hands and the plate next to it to the ground in a bit of a panic. The crisp sound of breaking fell into their ears, so loud and piercing.

The faces of Grand Duke Jerry and Kyle III became extremely ugly in a short, crisp cracking sound.

They remembered that just a few seconds ago, the man in white in front of them said "quietly" lightly.

Then. All of them are like- no, not like, but you're really mute, and you can't make any sound no matter how much you open and close your mouth.

After the sound of cups and plates shattering, the banquet hall fell silent again, and became dead silent, and the guards outside had gathered around the entire hall. In the banquet hall, the nobles of the Kyle Empire looked at the people in the room—more accurately, their eyes on the man in white, the ruler of the earth. The body of the king of the earth.

Hatred, horror, eccentricity, and fear, all kinds of complex eyes are difficult to describe.

"Well, it's quiet......"

Qi Yu completely ignored those gazes, looked at the iron-faced Kyle III, and showed a smile.

A burst of shattering voices came from under the feet of Kyle III, and Kyle III burst out with dazzling golden light, which was the family heirloom fighting spirit belonging to the Kyle family - Xuanjin Douqi, powerful and domineering, just like Kyle III's character.

Despite not being able to speak. Kyle III used this action to show his attitude and anger.

The Grand Duke Jerry next to him, his clothes also rose automatically without wind, and his body also exuded a different kind of light, which also belonged to the power of the fighting spirit.

As for the rest of the nobility...... Their combat effectiveness will not be on the table. If the aura exuded by Kyle III and Archduke Jerry was like a giant dragon and a tiger, even if those people tried their best to perform, they would have survived to the level of mosquito buzzing, in this case, it is better to be single, and express their anger with "eyes".

As a nobleman. Originally, it shouldn't have been bare-chested, but it was supposed to command those "mud legs" in the back, or use sharp language to silence the other party is what the real nobles do.

Shouting and shouting and killing, that is the behavior of barbarians.

Unfortunately, now that their most powerful "weapon" is banned, they have to look forward to their own king and the Grand Duke.

Kyle III didn't want to stare at his opponent like an angry bull in the bullring if he could, but he couldn't help it.

He can't make any sound when he speaks now, and the formation in the palace that should have been activated just now doesn't know why it hasn't played a role until now, and it hasn't blown the group of guys in front of him to ashes, so Kyle III has no choice but to play in person.

And Kyle III is on the field, and Jerry, as the Grand Duke, is certainly not likely to stay.

So, like two bullfighting bulls, the two of them made a threatening move towards Qi Yu, and they almost made a threatening sound.

"I don't want to listen to pointless nonsense."

In the face of Kyle III's terrifying aura, Qi Yu didn't seem to feel anything, and his calm face didn't show any emotion, and he just began to simply state the facts.

Yes, the moment he saw Qi Yu speak, Kyle III didn't feel that he was provoking or showing off, or hitting himself, he seemed to be really just stating a certain fact?

"So, I choose to shut you up and be quiet." Qi Yu continued to speak, a person's voice was particularly clear and harsh in the silent hall, "As for what the so-called 'cooperation' looks like, I think you should know very well in your hearts. ”

"Look at ......"

Seeing that the "nobles" next to him seemed to be in a commotion, Qi Yu laughed, "It is to avoid such meaningless rebuttals and dialogues that I let you keep quiet, now it seems that how prescient I am." ”

Kyle III's face grew more and more ugly, and he wondered if he wanted to make a move.

What is the strength of the other party, Kyle III still can't see the depth. As a king, Kyle III could not act rashly. He has to plan later, or he will not make a move, or he will definitely win.

Otherwise, what's the difference between him and those cannon fodder reckless?

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Kyle III decided to strike when the palace's defensive and lethal formations came into play, and directly killed the other party in one fell swoop.

This can also establish the image of him as invincible Kyle III.

Think about it, a fly keeps chattering in your ear, and then you slap him to death, so a picture of the wind.

"So, please die quietly."

Then, in a daydream, Kyle III heard the man in white not far from him say this, followed by a crisp voice.

This voice is familiar to Kyle III, and not so long ago, every time that crisp voice sounded, it would take away a life. It's much easier to use than any instant death magic, explosive fighting moves, and it's an absolute harvesting skill.

That strange weapon, Kyle III also knows a little bit about, seems to be called a "gun", but it is completely different from the guns of the Kyle Empire, and belongs to another power system called "technology". This power is also one of the forces coveted by the Kyle Empire, this power system is destructive, fast to form, and can turn an ordinary person into a killing machine in minutes.

However, the "gun" that Kyle III learned did not seem to be as powerful as the "gun" in Qi Yu's hand.

This is also normal, after all, people are the kings of that world, and of course the things they hold are a little more powerful.

As for how much more? After all, Kyle III has not experienced it himself, and he doesn't know very well, so he can probably hurt himself, right?

Kyle III felt that weapon was the strongest, and that's it. And reality told him that the power of that weapon seemed to be far greater than he expected.

At the moment of the gunshot, Kyle III suddenly felt a slight pain in his eyebrows, and then a slight coolness, and a numb feeling spread from his head to his limbs.

Kyle III saw the man in white in front of him slowly put down the gun in his hand, judging from his action, this person should have raised his hand just now, and then - shot himself?

"I see, it hurt me, no wonder it hurts, I haven't been injured in years." Kyle III knew in his heart, and the threat level of Qi Yu was raised to another level, a person who could hurt himself was indeed a formidable opponent.

"Since that's the case, then don't wait, just start and cooperate with the formation to solve him, so as to avoid long nights and dreams." Kyle III thought in confusion and decided to do it. In addition to the reasons he thought of, he felt that he had become a little weak after being injured, and everything he saw in front of him had become slightly blurred, and he felt very tired.

"Huh!"

Kyle III let out a silent roar suddenly, and the golden Xuanjin Douqi Dream exploded, and the subtle cracks in the ground suddenly deepened, and a large depression appeared under Kyle III's feet.

I saw that he slammed his feet hard, and pounced directly towards Qi Yu, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and the terrible fighting spirit gathered on the fist, with the power to destroy everything, he was about to shatter the head of the guy in front of him.

However, it is only about to be...... Or rather, what Kyle III thinks is coming.

The moment his legs left the ground, Kyle III suddenly felt his body go limp, and all the power was stripped from his body in an instant, like blood constantly flying in front of him.

"This blood is mine?"

A frightened thought crossed Kyle III's mind that made him stiff all over. (To be continued.) )