Chapter 239: A More Terrifying Existence Is Coming!
In the field.
Everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.
Outside the ancient city.
Several postures, like an abyss, emerge in unison.
They are too majestic, and their breath is like the ocean.
Obscuring the sky.
With its coming, the heavens and the earth will fall.
Rumble!
Terrible suppression, Dou rushed over.
All the strong are vomiting blood, only the strong people of the foreign race are cheering.
"Great!"
"The king of my clan is here!"
"These people are going to die!"
"This rush, wipe out everything, and destroy them all, so that even if you pay the price, it is worth it."
The foreign powerhouses sneered.
In fact.
And they do.
The foreign kings came, and every time they approached, a huge coercion swept over.
Around the ancient city, a large number of strong people fell, shattered, and turned into a cloud of blood mist.
"Foreigners, here, what should we do?"
Zhu Qiang, who wanted to kill Ye Wushuang, looked at each other and whispered.
"They shouldn't make a move on us."
"Don't forget, we have the same goals, and there is no need to conflict with us."
Someone whispered.
There is also a young generation of Tianjiao, who is very happy.
They are not dead.
At the critical moment, Ye Wushuang was blown away.
They were saved.
Even in his heart, he was grateful to the kings of foreign races.
"Meet the kings."
Some people even came forward to greet these kings.
However.
Bang!
When these kings come.
Coercion is directed at them.
Puff puff!
Several of the closest Tianjiao were shattered in an instant.
They never thought that these kings would be so direct and decisive until they died.
Killed them in an instant.
"Why?"
There were a few remnants of them, their faces full of horror.
Indissoluble.
They cooperate with foreign races, these kings, why should they be erased?
"Traitors, in any clan, are disgraced."
"What's more, we don't need to work with you."
There is a king who said coldly.
"No!"
The remaining young generation Tianjiao was terrified.
They didn't expect it to be like this.
"We have reached a cooperation, backed by the bulk of the group, how can you do this!"
Someone wailed.
But it didn't work.
The king is synonymous with strength.
As soon as the thought moved, these people were directly destroyed.
There is an old Venerable who is also discolored.
"You're over!"
"Killing Ye Wushuang is the result of our joint cooperation, and we will do it, aren't you afraid of the wrath of our other great sects?"
An old Venerable pointed to the past.
The next moment.
Bang!
He exploded directly and turned into a rain of blood.
"Why fear?"
"I'm the king, how about the big sect? Do you dare to fight out of the border wilderness? ”
"Terran, weak ants!"
They are too wanton and arrogant.
Everywhere they passed, many old Venerables burst and fell.
"Damn it!"
In the mountains and rivers, Ye Wushuang vomited blood.
He was pale.
Anger to the extreme.
This is the nations.
For the Terrans, there is only endless killing.
His Ye family has resisted foreign races for countless years, and the hatred of these creatures is like a sea.
It is impossible to dissolve.
"Ye Qitian's son?"
At this time, the kings noticed Ye Wushuang.
"That person is indeed powerful, but he is also too hateful."
"One person, fight the last generation of my clan."
"As his heir, you should be in the world. Damn it. ”
"I heard that the Ye family has passed away, and since this is the case, no one can shelter you."
"Tut-tut."
"The dignified saint clan is so miserable."
Many people sneered.
Brush!
Caused by the light of the eyes, the mountains and rivers are broken.
Turning into dust, they pierced through the universe and directly obliterated Xiang Ye Wushuang.
The terrifying killing machine moved Ye Wushuang.
He was desperate in his heart.
This simply can't be contended.
"Do it in the wasteland on my border, and look for death!" In the small world, the king of Zhendong raised his eyes, and he mobilized the last trace of vitality to fight.
But.
Before that.
Rumble!
The void opens and closes.
A huge kingly rhyme, fighting in the air.
It was a fist print, bombarding the void, directly facing the killing.
Bang!
The earthquake trembled, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.
The dust hit tens of thousands of feet.
A battle robe was flying, and it was a majestic figure, standing in front of Ye Wushuang.
Yang is invincible.
"Do the kings want to die when they break the barrier?"
He spoke coldly.
One person, facing these kings.
"War Palace, Border Patrol Envoy? You're here. ”
Some kings were surprised.
"But you're alone, can you stop us?"
The other king drank cold.
He rose and fell in the darkness, with only a pair of eyes that reflected the ancient scriptures.
This man is very powerful.
In the realm of true kings, they all belong to the best.
"My human race is never afraid of fighting to the death, and if I can't stop it, I have to take action."
"Ye Wushuang, you go first!"
Yang Wushu raised his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, the domain door opened.
Let Ye Wushuang leave.
But.
The moment the domain door opened.
"Want to go?"
Several kings set off.
Rumble!
The coercion directly blocked the sky, and sealed the open domain gate.
Ye Wushuang couldn't set foot on it, and he couldn't leave with it.
"It seems that there is only one battle."
"If he beheads you, he can naturally leave!"
Yang Wudi's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Senpai." Ye Wushuang was worried.
"Leave me alone."
"Those who commit crimes on my border will be killed!"
Yang Wushu said coldly.
He didn't say much, and in an instant, he shot directly.
Airplanes!
The sky buzzed, and Yang Wushu stepped out, his hands into fists, and bombarded the universe.
He has unparalleled courage, and he wants to fight several kings alone.
"Huh!"
"Today, there is a king who wants to spill blood on the border!"
The kings snorted coldly.
Rumble!
They also shot brightly.
Where everyone is, it is like forming a field, and the turmoil is endless.
Tear and pull!
Suddenly, someone's face changed.
The gas machine shook a little.
Yang Wu's fists were incomparable, he fought against the kings, resisted the killing, and directly pierced the body of a king.
The latter was stained with blood, and the blood was splashed, and his flesh was almost shattered.
But in an instant, he healed again.
"There is indeed a king, blood is sprinkled here, no, it has already begun to be spilled!"
Yang Wushu said lightly.
"Look for death!"
The king was furious.
"You are only one person, and you are indeed very strong, but our kings are enough to kill you!"
He howled.
Zheng!
The kings walked together, covering the heavens.
At this time.
"Who said that there is only one king to compete with you?"
"Offend my spirit realm, everyone, it seems that you don't want to leave alive!"
A majestic voice came.
In the distance, the domain gate opened and closed, and there was a big hand, spanning thousands of miles.
Take a shot in the air.
Burst!
A king flew upside down, spitting blood.
His face turned pale in an instant, and the power of the True King was surging, full of horror.
"Palace Master!"
The Lord of the War Palace has arrived.
"In order to protect a junior, you won't sit in the war palace anymore?"
"Thousands of divisions, looking at the countless heavens and earths in the entire spiritual world, you are at this moment, this incarnation, but the true king, do you think you can change the ending?"
The kings shouted as they looked at the figure that had come out of the domain gate.
"The Holy Clan has paid too much for my human race, how can I see death and not save it?"
"As for whether it can be changed, we won't know until we have fought it."
The palace master's voice was indifferent.
Distance.
Ye Wushuang was shocked.
The palace masters are here!
This battle is going to be completely turned into a real king-level war!
However.
Just when the palace master, Yang Wuving, was competing with the kings.
Brush!
Suddenly, King Zhendong's expression became solemn.
He jerked his eyes up and looked beyond the boundaries of the ancient town!