Do not kill Chen Xiaobei!
The people who shouted this were not Chen Xiaobei's allies. They were from the three hidden forces of America!
Grand Sorcerer Deeker! Paladin Leo! Blood Descendant Prince Tyler!
The three of them led the way, followed by 300 people. They were sorcerers, knights, and high-ranking Blood Descendant!
"Chen Xiaobei! These are the reinforcements you called? "Zhou Jianyu frowned and asked.
"Not really." Chen Xiaobei shrugged. "They are my enemies as well. You guys want to capture me, and they want to capture me. Why don't you guys fight it out and see who I should follow?"
As soon as he said that, the people from the three major forces of China turned around and pointed their fingers at the three major forces of America.
To them, Chen Xiaobei was like a turtle in a jar. There was no way he could escape. Their real opponents were the Americans!
"Friend! Chen Xiaobei killed our faction's young master! Please let us take Chen Xiaobei away! I can guarantee you that Chen will be brutally tortured and die a horrible death! That way, you can eliminate the hatred in your hearts! "
Zhou Jianyu stood up and tried to negotiate with the American forces.
But Prince Tyler immediately denied it. "No way! Chen Xiaobei is the most wanted criminal in America! The president has given us the order to bring Chen Xiaobei back to America unless all of us die in China! "
Even though the American government hated Chen Xiaobei to the core, they had to capture Chen Xiaobei alive. That way, they could use Chen Xiaobei to exchange for Hou Sailei and Professor Lin's research!
That was the reason why the American government sent so many powerhouses over.
Even the president insisted on watching the live broadcast when he was on his way to Japan. One could only imagine how determined the Americans were to capture Chen Xiaobei.
"Then there's nothing else to say!"
Han Wuchang stood up and said, "Before I came out, I made a military promise. If I don't capture Chen Xiaobei, my head will be chopped off!"
"Kunlun Faction will not let Chen Xiaobei go!" Zhou Jianyu said.
"There's only one Chen Xiaobei! Since neither of us is willing to give in, then let's fight for him! "Paladin Leo licked his lips, his fighting spirit ignited.
"Sure! This old man wants to see how capable the overseas pugilistic world's experts are! "
Zhou Jianyu's eyes focused as he strode forward. His divine form dashed out at an unimaginably fast speed.
Ding! [Cultivation: Later phase of Ethereal Cultivation; Lifespan: 503 years; Health: 280000; Combat power: 280000]
Immediately, the Netherspirit Battlescouter detected Zhou Jianyu's strength.
"No wonder this old man is the grand elder of Kunlun Faction! He's really powerful!" Chen Xiaobei thought to himself.
"Hua …"
The next moment, Zhou Jianyu's whole body surged with green light, and the incomparably powerful Green Wood Genuine Essence suddenly emerged, condensing into a Fiendgod Dharma Form behind Zhou Jianyu!
The Dharma Idol was about ten meters tall, and it shone with a dazzling light. Its main body was in the shape of a human, but it had wings and eagle claws. It was supported by the power of the heavens and the earth, as vast and boundless as the sea!
"Heh, is this the strength of the Chinese Jianghu? Very average! "Prince Tyler said disdainfully. He took a step forward and his body suddenly changed.
Swoosh!
A pair of golden wings spread out from Prince Tyler's back, and they were at least five meters wide.
After that, his eyes and the hair on his body turned golden as well. Strangely enough, golden claws grew out of his hands and feet, and golden fangs grew out of his mouth.
This was the complete form of a Blood Descendant Prince!
The Blood Descendant was an existence that was in between the human race and the demonic beast race. They had the advantages of humans and the talent of demonic beasts. That was why when their combat power was the same, the Blood Descendant could easily defeat the humans.
And Prince Tyler's combat power was exactly 280,000!
Swoosh!
The golden shadow shot out like a comet cutting through space, directly smashing into the green Celestial Demon Form.
"Not good!" Zhou Jianyu's expression changed, and he quickly shouted, "Mister Wuchang! Come and help me! Blarrgghh … "
Before Chen Xiaobei could finish his sentence, the green Fiendgod Form had already been hit by the golden comet. Its body shook violently, and it took a few steps back.
The real Zhou Jianyu coughed out a mouthful of blood.
In an instant, the winner was decided!
"Hehehe … So this is a Chinese martial artist? So weak! "
Prince Tyler grinned and licked his lips. "Come here and kneel down! Keep kowtowing until we leave this place! If not, I will kill you within a hundred moves! "
"You …" Zhou Jianyu was frustrated, but he had nothing to say.
In this world, only the powerful ones were respected. Strength was the law that would never change. With enough strength, everything you say is right. Without strength, everything you say is bullshit!
"Brother Jianyu, can we fight again? Let's fight together! Let's show this American monster the strength of a Chinese martial artist! "Han Wuchang walked to Zhou Jianyu and stood next to him.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xiaobei could not help but look at Han Wuchang in awe. "This old man is quite courageous! He actually dared to defend China's Jianghu! Not bad! "
"Alright! Let's fight together! "Zhou Jianyu nodded.
Swoosh …
In the next instant, the Great Azure Soul Dharma Form solidified again and pounced toward Prince Tyler with unparalleled power.
At the same time, Han Wuchang's reddish-brown poisonous Ethereal Force turned into a poisonous dragon and charged at Prince Tyler.
Han Wuchang's combat power was the same as Zhou Jianyu's. His combat power was 280,000, and the Poisonous Dragon's aura was intimidating!
"Two against one! Don't you have any shame?" Suddenly, Paladin Leo jumped out.
His golden armor was shining brightly and his body was covered in a layer of holy white light. He looked like a god that had descended from the heavens!
"Grand Holy Light!"
Paladin Leo shouted and opened his arms to take on the two powerful elites' attack head-on.
"Hmph! Do you really think that you can block both of our attacks by yourself? Dream on! Die! "
Zhou Jianyu and Han Wuchang shouted.
To them, Paladin Leo was digging his own grave.
"Nine Layers Barrier!"
Seeing that the two powerful elites were about to attack him, Paladin Leo did not move. With a shout, nine layers of holy light gathered in front of him!
Each layer of holy light was thick and solid like a wall, protecting Leo completely.
Bam! Bam!
Seconds later, the green Fiendgod Form and the reddish-brown poisonous dragon arrived at Chen Xiaobei. The impact of both of them had reached the peak of 280,000 combat power!
However!
This terrifying combined attack only managed to break through three layers of Leo's Nine Layers Barrier! Then, they were stuck in a stalemate!
"Chinese martial artists are too weak! Both of you can't even hurt a single hair on my body! What a joke! Hahaha … "
Leo remained motionless as he sneered disdainfully.
"Grand Explosive Flame!"
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