In mid-air, a white robe danced in the wind, and on his chest, scarlet blood kept spilling.

This blow used the Nine Decisive Decisions of the Gods, causing Yebei's wound to tear apart in an instant.

"Ahem......"

With a light cough, a blood mark flowed from the corner of Yebei's mouth.

If it was an ordinary blade, this injury alone could be ignored, but the spear of Gungnir contained a trace of residual divine power, and it was mortal.

Not far away, the three people who had already been shocked looked at each other at this moment, and they didn't know whether to take the opportunity to make a move for a while.

They were indeed stupefied by the strength displayed by Yebei.

But after a short stay, the eyes of the three suddenly sank, and they decided to do it.

The reason is the same, today's battle is a battle to the death, if you don't take the opportunity to kill him now, there will be no chance in the future.

Seeing the three of them galloping over, Yebei's lips moved slightly, and he said coldly.

"In that case, I'll send you on your way!"

As soon as the words fell, Yebei emitted a dazzling white light, and after the Martial Saint Mountain, he once again urged the Apocalypse Forbidden Technique.

This sentence did not stop the three afterimages from moving forward, in their opinion, Yebei was seriously injured at the moment, and it was the best time to kill him.

They had not experienced the terrifying extent of the Apocalypse Forbidden Technique, and those who had experienced it had already turned into corpses.

On the Wusheng Mountain, Yebei cast a forbidden technique, spending a hundred years of life to suppress its backlash power, which shows the great side effects, and now, with the fusion of the power of heavenly power, there is no need to consume the slightest lifespan.

Tianwei is the way of heaven!

The way of heaven is humanity, and humanity is all by me!

The terrifying coercion instantly filled the sky over the kilometer, causing the three people who burst to stop suddenly, with a look of horror on their faces.

He was seriously injured in Yebei, and he could still exude such a terrifying aura at this moment.

However, the arrow is already on the bow, and there is no turning back.

If you don't kill him Yebei, no one will want to live today.

The three of them shouted in unison, each picked up the weapon in his hand, did not dare to have the slightest reservation, and shot together.

The three true qi pierced through the air, gradually condensing, driving the wind to howl, like ten thousand ghosts crying and breaking through the sky.

Yebei stood in the void, dancing fiercely with a knife in his right hand.

Swish!

The crimson light was like a match, tearing through the sky in an instant.

With the blessing of the Apocalypse Forbidden Technique, Yebei meets the gods and kills the gods, and the demons are slain!

The sword light slashed, destroying the withering and decaying, directly shattering the true qi of the three people's combined forces, and the blade did not stop, directly penetrating the bodies of the three people.

The long knife was traceless, and the three heads rose to the sky, and the headless body fell straight down.

At this moment, less than half an hour before the arrival of Yebei, the eight people of the Holy Realm were all killed.

A fight was silent for a moment.

The white-clothed body slowly fell, and the scarlet blood on his chest was particularly eye-catching.

The people below were already frightened, and the eight Holy Realms couldn't even kill him in the north of the night!?

"Finally, I will ask you again, people, who killed them." A cold word, like the voice of death.

The eight are all marshals of various countries, and it can be said that one person is below ten thousand people, and there is no doubt about the power of the people, no matter where they go, they are highly respected.

However, at this moment, the eight of them couldn't stop trembling, especially Motim from the Tailan Kingdom, who was almost scared on the spot.

Now that the powerhouses of the Holy Realm are invincible, several of them in the Emperor Realm are as weak as ants, and they directly give up and escape.

"Lord Beiwang, this plan was all instructed by Mussolini, otherwise, how dare we make enemies of you." Austrian Marshal Kermandy hurriedly spoke.

At the moment, only by bowing your head, there may still be a glimmer of life.

As soon as the words fell, a red light flashed, and Kemandi was directly cut off by an arm, his face was pale, he clenched his molars, and endured the severe pain of the broken arm.

The remaining seven were so frightened that they couldn't help but take two steps back.

"That's not what I wanted." A word floated in, indifferent to the extreme.

is already an enemy, and there is no one to live these eight people today, but the person who killed Hao Chuan is far more than just paying the price of his life.

For the dark soldiers, Yebei is especially indebted.

"Yes, it's Motim of Tyran." The other man followed.

As soon as the words fell, Yebei's gaze shifted to one person.

These eight people have never been seen before, let alone who is Motim, but the slightly darker skin is obviously different from the others.

Mortim felt the cold gaze, bowed his head and said nothing, trembling uncontrollably.

"Lord Beiwang, I—I didn't know that this person would be a soldier in your palace." Mortim quibbled, knowing how serious the consequences would be if the Northern King was angry.

Hearing this, Yebei had no waves on his face, raised his left arm slightly, and pressed the wrist communicator.

"Flattening the Tailan War Department."

Just one sentence, seven words, made Mortim collapse to the ground in an instant.

The consequences he feared the most came after all.

Yebei wants to pay tribute to Hao Chuan, a soldier of the dark department, with the blood of all the people in the war department of Tailan.

It is also to let the world know that anyone who touches his shadows will pay a terrible price!

Immediately after that, a knife slashed, blood splattered, and Mortim's head was separated in an instant.

The headless body slammed to the ground, shocking everyone.

The ruthlessness of the North King has long been spread far and wide, and only by experiencing it in person can you truly experience it.

"The king of the north spares ......" Mussolini suddenly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

The rest of them immediately followed suit, and there was nothing they could do to appease the anger of the Northern King at the moment, except to beg for mercy.

However, there was only one person standing upright, and that was Gail, the marshal of the Protector of the Founding State.

As the world's recognized First Empire, he didn't believe that Yebei would dare to kill him.

Let him open his mouth to beg for mercy, that is the biggest insult to Lijianguo!

"You're Gail." Yebei raised his eyebrows and spoke coldly.

It is not difficult to guess which country the military uniform worn by the other party belongs to, and it is recorded in the temple of the marshal of the protector of each country.

"Hmph, since you know, I advise you to let me leave quickly, you will kill a few of them if you want to, but if you dare to touch me, you should know the consequences." Although Gail has long been frightened, what he is afraid of is the strength of his Yebei, his identity as the marshal of the country, and he dares to kill at night?

That is tantamount to starting a national war with Lijianguo, does he dare to Huaguo?

When the rest of the people heard this, they glared at Gail, this matter was originally tied to the same boat between the countries, but he Gale was only thinking about self-preservation at the moment.

Although he was annoyed, he was helpless, who made him establish a strong country as the first empire, and he did have strong capital.

As soon as the words fell, the sword flashed.

A pillar of blood rose into the sky, and Gail's head fell to the ground in an instant, and his frightened eyes still retained the disbelief of his death.

Threats, for the night north, are simply useless.

The Northern King Sword emitted a blazing fire, which was a song after drinking the blood of the enemy.

Several people knelt on the ground, but they didn't dare to raise their heads, let alone say more.

Even Gale dared to kill, and how many of them still had the capital to live.

However, Yebei didn't make a move, slowly raised the Beiwang knife, pointed to the kneeling people, and said indifferently:

"Surrender, or die?"

Leng Leng's words were only five words, but they made these six people suddenly frightened.

This is the last chance to live, but I never expected it to be this condition.

The six of them are not qualified to negotiate!

Either the whole country will submit to Huaguo, or there will be only one word - death!