In just one exchange, Xing Feng was struck and fell to the ground.
Although Xing Feng would not directly lose his life from this strike, his current state could be said to have lost half his life.
This was merely one strike. What would happen if the jade-faced youth was even more ruthless? Thinking of this, many of the almighties of the Mysterious Dragon Tribe frowned.
Bai Jian seemed to have absolute strength, standing proudly between heaven and earth. No matter how strong they were, they would not be able to match him!
The rank five almighties all began to feel fear. Previously, they wanted to borrow Xing Feng's strength to see how strong he was. If he could really contend against him, then they would not hesitate to attack.
At most, they would fight to the death. However, as the sword fell, they also saw the consequences of fighting to the death. Sometimes, brash bravery was useless. Even if they braced themselves to fight, they would only make their state worse.
They might even suffer more serious injuries and be unable to extricate themselves.
Thinking of this, everyone's state of mind had undergone a huge change. That huge mountain seemed to still be standing there. It was an insurmountable moat. Even taking a look at it was extremely strenuous.
Those who had not experienced the battle in the God Tribulation Mountain Range were even more terrified. There was actually such a monstrous existence in the Four Realm Alliance?
All of them sank into endless fear. Could it be that the Mysterious Dragon Tribe's former glory and prosperity had already disappeared? What awaited them next would be the end of their road?
Bai Jian still had an extremely relaxed expression. It was as if such an unforeseen event was normal in his eyes.
He was still as confident as before. He didn't even look at Xing Feng after slashing out with his sword. What he wanted was the simplest result. He wanted the entire Mysterious Dragon Tribe to tremble and fear!
"What, are you afraid now?" Bai Jian said mockingly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the originally furious crowd became a lot more depressed. They were indeed very angry before, but after witnessing their opponent's strength, they could only accept their fate.
"Since you don't dare to attack, then where should I destroy next?" As Bai Jian said this, his gaze quickly wandered below.
This glance caused the people from the Profound Dragon Tribe to be endlessly shocked.
The sword attack from before was merely the beginning. After he had seriously injured Xing Feng, how could he possibly let the matter rest so easily?
Moreover, the three of them had come with a very clear objective, and that was to kill all of you.
Suddenly, Xiao Yang frowned.
Princess Mingzhu also noticed this detail. She glanced over, her eyes filled with suspicion.
What had happened to Xiao Yang at this critical juncture? Or was it a relapse of old injuries?
…
Flowing Cloud World.
Chen Minghao had also managed to break through to the Second Order Martial King Realm by chance. With his strength greatly increased, the burden on his shoulders naturally became heavier.
For example, a stronghold like West Wind City was also guarded by him.
While Xiao Yang was away, many changes had occurred in the Drifting Cloud Realm. Many Martial Emperors had been born.
The geniuses of the new generation were emerging one after another. It was as if there was an explosion.
For a time, the Flowing Cloud World welcomed a new year. However, compared to the other worlds, this number was still far inferior.
Mu Yang was overseeing the Northern Light City. He was the one who decided the direction of the Flowing Cloud World.
As for the small matters, they were naturally left to Sun Youcai and Sun Desheng. No matter how the world developed, it was as if there would never be any chaos under their rule.
It was also because of this group of capable people that Xiao Yang could leave without worry.
Because of the serious external threat, Xiao Yang had no choice but to travel to the Wanshou Realm to disrupt the enemy and prevent them from coming to the main battlefield.
This was the only thing Xiao Yang could do. This made him feel rather helpless.
Chen Minghao sat on the city wall and thought about what had happened during this time. A faint smile appeared on his face.
If he had not listened to Baldy's advice and joined the Flowing Cloud World, how could he have his current cultivation and status? He would probably still be in the sea of stars of the Three Thousand Small Worlds, muddling along as a pirate, leading a small group of people who were not united.
Everything seemed like a dream. This was something that he did not dare to imagine before.
Although some things had happened recently, in Chen Minghao's eyes, they were only small matters.
After all, their Four Realm Alliance was flourishing with each passing day. The Yin Flame Realm would not dare to do anything to them.
If they did, how could Xiao Yang and Princess Mingzhu let them go when they returned?
However, in the next instant, Chen Minghao instinctively stood up.
This was because he could feel many powerful auras rushing toward them. This speed and battle intent indicated that they were not coming with good intentions!
"It's the Yin Flame Realm. Everyone, be careful!" Chen Minghao shouted.
Once this was said, many warriors of the Flowing Cloud World immediately raised their weapons and prepared for battle.
Chen Minghao originally wanted to ask for clarification. However, the Yin Flame Realm people did not waste any time. Instead, they directly attacked!
"An Lin!" Chen Minghao roared through gritted teeth.
When this person came to the Flowing Cloud World, Chen Minghao had treated him well. Who would have thought that they would become enemies when they met again so soon?
An Lin did not care about what Chen Minghao was thinking at this moment. He raised his fist and directly punched down.
The light blue flames carried with them a boundless yin wind. It made people feel extremely cold.
Chen Minghao was also not a kind person. He was also born to plunder. In the next instant, he directly charged forward.
Even though he knew that there was a difference in cultivation base between him and An Lin, Chen Minghao did not retreat in the slightest.
When facing invaders, their attitude had always been extremely resolute. That was, before the order came, they would fight to the death and not retreat. They would not allow any territory to fall under their control.
At the very least, as long as they were still alive, they would not allow such a thing to happen!
Boom!
Their fists collided. Chen Minghao was completely no match for An Lin. He was beaten into West Wind City.
Just such a pair of fists caused almost all the bones in Chen Minghao's body to shatter.
Under the fists of a Rank Four supreme being, a Rank Two Martial Emperor was truly too weak. It was simply not enough.
"Submit, or die!" An Lin said coldly.
In response to An Lin's words, regardless of whether it was the Flowing Cloud World or the Immortal Realm warriors, they all charged forward madly. It was as if they wanted to beat back these enemies.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
