At the port of Minnan.
The place was originally heavily guarded to defend against the Sea Clan. However, after Ye Chen suppressed the Sea Clan, the heavy troops had long been withdrawn.
Subsequently, it became a tourist attraction. Countless people came here to play, and some even went out to sea to trade with the Sea Clan.
However, at that moment, the port of Minnan was filled with people. Tens of thousands of people had gathered, and it could be said to be a boiling cauldron of voices.
Countless martial artists and mutants arrived one after another. They wanted nothing more than to contribute to China or to witness this important battle.
When a group of people arrived at the sea, they saw a huge army in front of them.
It was an army of powerhouses formed by the Hundred Countries. They were filled with killing intent, and human heads were surging. The eastern expedition army formed by mutated beasts and humans was almost endless.
Seeing this scene, the expressions of many Chinese powerhouses turned grim. Clearly, they did not expect so many people from the Hundred Countries to come.
"That's the Golden Lion Clan from India!"
A powerhouse pointed at the countless huge figures in the north of the sea.
Everyone looked over, and what they saw were many tall, giant lions. They were roaring angrily and spewing flames from their mouths.
That was only the tip of the iceberg because what was even more shocking was yet to come!
On the west side of the sea, figures in suits stepped on the ground. They bared their fangs, and their bodies emitted a true ferocious aura, like ferocious beasts that had awakened.
It was the Blood Clan army!
On the south side of the sea, countless men in black stood in the air. There were strange marks between their brows, and the eerie aura seemed to freeze the world.
They were the Japanese Yin Yang Masters.
"Looks like the West is serious!"
A Chinese quasi-saint sighed, "There are no less than a hundred quasi-saints on the other side!"
"With so many powerhouses joining forces, even if all the powerhouses in China join forces, it'll be difficult for them to match up to them!"
Another person's expression was extremely grim. He seemed to have seen the blood that was about to flow.
As the Chinese martial artists rushed over, many of them were worried when they saw the army in the distance.
Just as the Chinese camp was discussing, a beast king walked out from the eastern expedition camp in the west.
It was a burly man with long brown hair and a bare upper body. His eyes were like copper bells, and his face was extremely rough.
His name was Quick.
It was a mutated beast from the Indian Golden Lion Clan!
Quake said coldly, his voice was like a great bell, "May I ask where the No. 1 person in China is? Could it be that he's afraid of death, so he doesn't dare to come? "
As soon as these words were spoken, many of the Eastern Punitive Expedition's soldiers burst into laughter and began to provoke the Chinese martial artists.
"Ridiculous!"
A powerhouse from the Chinese camp took a step forward and said coldly, "Do you think you can make Mad Southern Ye retreat with just a bunch of mobs like you?"
"Who are you?"
Quake narrowed his eyes and looked at the former with an incomparably sharp gaze. "Do you dare to fight with me?"
"I'm Huang Guangyuan from the Dual Blades Sect of China!"
The Chinese powerhouse smirked in disdain. Then, with two sabers in his hands, his figure flashed and he took the initiative to attack Quake, "China is never afraid of war. If you want to fight, then let's fight!"
"Remember, my name is Quake, because today, you will die by my hands!"
Quake slightly grinned, and then rushed towards Huang Guangyuan. With a flash of golden light, a golden spear appeared in his hand.
"Boom …"
The battle between the two broke out.
Both Ma Guangyuan and Quake's strength was around Emperor Stage, but they still attracted the attention of everyone in the Chinese camp.
That was because this was the first battle of the opening!
It concerned China's reputation!
Clang, clang, clang …
Huang Guangyuan was well-versed in the Eight Gates Golden Lock Saber. As the saying went, one saber depended on the hand, and two sabers depended on the movement. He wielded the two sabers in his hands, and his saber moves were heavy and fierce, forcing Quake to retreat repeatedly.
"Great!"
Many Chinese martial artists cheered.
Although Quake was at a disadvantage, he was not in a hurry. A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the aura on his body suddenly changed.
Swoosh …
He stabbed with his spear and immediately waved it, aiming at Huang Guangyuan's lower body with terrifying strength.
Huang Guangyuan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly placed the two sabers under his waist to block the attack.
Clang, clang …
He only felt his arms shake violently, and the two sabers in his hands immediately shattered while his entire body was sent flying.
"Beast King, he's a Beast King!"
"Damn it, a Beast King with combat strength comparable to a quasi-saint actually disguised as an Emperor Stage cultivator to fool us!"
Many Chinese people in the distance were instantly enraged.
Quake smirked coldly and stabbed at Huang Guangyuan with his spear. His face was full of playfulness. "Stupid Chinese, it's over …"
"How dare you!!!"
Finally, there was a quasi-saint in the Chinese formation who could not bear it anymore. After a long roar, he attacked immediately, obviously wanting to save Huang Guangyuan.
However, at this moment, another woman in black rushed out of the Eastern punitive expedition. She opened her mouth and spat out black spider silk that looked like a large net, attacking the former.
"Get lost!"
The expression of the Chinese quasi-saint changed slightly, as if he wanted to blast it away with a punch, but he found that he was tightly entangled.
He could only watch helplessly as Quake stabbed at Huang Guangyuan with his spear in the distance, his face full of grief and indignation.
"Bastard!!!"
"Do you really think that there's no one in Hua?"
Immediately after, a few more Chinese quasi-saints attacked. Their killing intent almost swept through the world, but they were still blocked by the powerhouses of the Eastern punitive expedition.
The tip of Quake's spear was only an inch away from Huang Guangyuan. "I've already said that no one can save you. If you kneel before me and admit that all Chinese people are pigs, I might spare your life!"
Not only was Huang Guangyuan not afraid, but he also laughed calmly. "You want my life? Even if I die, I'll break all your teeth! "
"Boom …"
The aura in his body suddenly skyrocketed several times, and even his body size doubled. From afar, he looked like a balloon.
Obviously, he wanted to self-destruct!
A Chinese powerhouse roared, "Old Huang, no!!!"
Huang Guangyuan's eyes were filled with madness. "We Chinese martial artists dare to fight and die. If you're going to die, then it'll start with me!"
"Lunatic …"
Quake's expression changed instantly. He seemed to want to retreat, but he realized that the former was charging at him without fear of death.
"You're just an ant. Do you think you can drag a member of the Golden Lion Clan down with you?"
At this moment, a cold laugh exploded in the void. Suddenly, a giant hand reached out from the Eastern punitive expedition to grab Huang Guangyuan.
At the same time, a terrifying pressure instantly descended, suppressing Huang Guangyuan who was about to self-destruct.
Huang Guangyuan, who was about to self-destruct, immediately knelt on one knee, his eyes filled with fear.
Just as the giant hand was about to grab him, an indifferent voice exploded in the void.
"Since you dare to stretch out your dog claws, then leave it here!"
(End of this chapter)
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