"Haha!"
Chu Yang laughed heartily in the face of the Wei Kingdom's Third Princess's desperate and resolute aura. He started to chant, "Father, don't ask. Why should a man be so fierce? Since ancient times, benevolence has harmed many people. Righteousness has never been true. Don't you see that lions and tigers gain fame for their prey? Who would pity a pitiful elk? The strong always preys on the weak in this world. Even if there's a reason, it's useless. "
He chanted loudly, causing everyone's heart to tremble. Wasn't the Wei Kingdom's reputation built on killing?
Who would pity a weak person?
The strong always preys on the weak in this world. Even if there's a reason, it's useless. Chu Yang was lawless in the Merry Pavilion and Jinyuan City tonight because he was strong. If he wasn't strong enough, he would have been hunted down like an elk.
Unfortunately, Chu Yang wasn't an elk. He was a ferocious tiger, a powerful dragon, and even a demon king.
This was a counterattack, a counterattack by the weak!
Why should you be the king and I be the meat on your chopping board?
Why should you be the king and I be the lowly one? Why should I be your slave?
However, everything he said was futile without strength. Right now, the fist was the reason, justice, the right path, the truth, and everything.
"Haha!" After Chu Yang finished chanting loudly, he said loudly, "Wei Kingdom's Third Princess, kneel down and beg for mercy now. Otherwise, die!"
"Kill!"
As soon as the Wei Kingdom's Third Princess spoke, more than ten people behind her roared in unison, "Kill —"
The sound of killing reverberated through the entire Merry Pavilion. It was deafening, and the entire Merry Pavilion was shaking. Everyone was determined to die.
Boom!
The Wei Kingdom's Third Princess was the first to move. With a punch, a dragon's roar resounded, and a huge golden dragon pounced out.
The dozens of people behind her knew that they were like moths to a flame. They roared in unison and attacked.
In an instant, countless attacks bombarded Chu Yang.
There were many women among the Wei Kingdom's Third Princess's guards. Their vital essence formed a rain of needles, covering the sky and covering the earth. Although the needles were small, they were exceptionally heavy and sharp. They were like long spears or divine swords, and their sharp whistling auras soared into the heavens.
Ferocious Tiger, Violent Ape, Giant Elephant, Big Bell, Cauldron Lifting, Big Rock, and even Mountains, Rivers, and so on. All kinds of Martial Spirits, all kinds of Martial Spirit Visualization Diagrams, relying on Zhen Yuan to display Zhen Yuan Skills, like a violent storm, like an army that was ready to die, fearlessly charging forward.
The Third Princess of the Wei Kingdom was the commander, leader, and soul of this fearless army. She was also the spear and arrowhead of this army.
The silver vase suddenly broke and the water splashed out. The armored cavalry burst forth with the sound of swords and spears.
Rumble!
The Merry Pavilion was trembling and collapsing. A huge cloud of dust soared into the sky. The entire Jinyuan City could feel the tremors. Everyone could clearly feel the tremors coming from the direction of the Merry Pavilion.
At this moment, in the Merry Pavilion, it was as if an army of thousands of men and horses had launched an attack, and it could not withstand it at all.
The Wei Nation's third princess could also be said to be a woman who was not inferior to men. She took the lead and formed such a momentum. Like an avalanche and a tsunami, her aura engulfed tens of thousands of li like a tiger, and her voice shook the nine heavens.
Clang! Clang!
Clang! The nine dragons of the Nine Dragons Bell appeared and let out dragon roars in unison.
It merged with the formation diagram and hung above Chu Yang's head. Streaks of dragon-shaped air currents drooped down, and on the surface of the formation patterns appeared, causing the entire Nine Dragons Bell to be bright and radiant. It was as if a huge sun was hanging above Chu Yang's head.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Clang! The Seven Kills Sword in Chu Yang's hand also let out sword cries. One sword cry was like ten thousand sword cries, and killing intent filled the air.
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