C1769 All of You Attack Together
C1769 All of You Attack Together
In the four stands, the domain gods were all staring with their eyes wide open, dumbfounded.
They had expected Yang Fann to be able to defeat Sons Of The Dragon. After all, Yang Fann's strength had already surpassed Sons Of The Dragon's by a hair's breadth. Although it couldn't be said that he could defeat Sons Of The Dragon with one hundred percent of his strength, he had at least a sixty to seventy percent chance of winning. They had never thought that Yang Fann would still be hiding his strength.
That strength had steadily stepped into the advanced level of Rank Seven Top-level Domain God, and it was still one of the top.
There was really no one who could hide this kind of scheming and scheming anymore.
If the other Domain Gods were able to hide one or two trump cards, it would be more or less enough. However, this Yang Fann had hidden himself deeply. He was truly unprecedented. Up until now, how many times had he exploded? Six times, seven times, and even more.
Monster, what a monster!
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"Yang Fann, release the Caged Dragon right away. "Demon Marshall Peng Wing finally couldn't hold it any longer. A monstrous devil aura burst out from his body. He lunged at Yang Fann. Sons Of The Dragon was different from Heavenly Enchantress and Hong Wang. He was not only the number one youth in the Green Devil Palace, but also had the potential to break through to the Sovereign realm. Behind him stood one of the ten great Devil Clan, the Hell Demon Dragon clan.
The ten great Devil Clan were different from the other supreme Devil Clan. They were a supreme royal family that stood above all the other supreme Devil Clan.
Apart from their race, the strongest amongst them was Demon Marshall Peng Wing, the strongest Half-step Dominator. As for the other nine great Devil Clan. . . However, all of them were under the command of the Sovereign Lord.
The Old Ancestor of the Hell Demon Dragon Clan. He was the Six Palace Lord of the Green Devil Palace - the Chief Sovereign of the Demon Dragon.
As the Devil Son of the Hell Demon Dragon Clan, Sons Of The Dragon was deeply loved by the Demon Dragon Ruler. If he really died here, even he would be punished.
Although he was the strongest Chief Sovereign and had the ability to save his life in the hands of a Sovereign Chief Sovereign, there was still a considerable gap between him and a true Chief Sovereign.
. . .
In the blink of an eye!
"Rumble! . . . "
A terrifying pressure that wasn't any weaker than Demon Marshall Peng Wing's was unleashed, blocking his monstrous devil might.
It was Hall Master Battlefield.
"Peng Yi, what are you trying to do?"
"Dou Zhan, I won't waste my time talking nonsense with you. Today, all of you must release Sons Of The Dragon. " A fierce light flickered in Demon Marshall Peng Wing's eyes, and his voice was bone-chilling.
"Peng Yi? Why? That Sons Of The Dragon still hasn't admitted defeat. He deserves to die, and he can't blame anyone else. " Hall Master Battlefield sneered. It was unknown whether it was because he couldn't let go of the pride in his heart, or if it was because of something else, until he was absorbed into Yang Fann's inner world, Sons Of The Dragon still didn't say the word 'admit defeat'.
Demon Marshall Peng Wing was at a loss for words for a moment, and he cursed in his heart. This was the same with the Hell Dragon. It had been suppressed by the other party, but it still refused to let go, causing his father to be put in a passive position.
However, his face remained cold as he said, "Douzhan, does your Holy Land Of Emperor Tai really want to become the Green Devil Palace's enemy? He is the most beloved junior of the Demon Dragon Ruler. "
"Peng Yi, the one who initiated the challenge is your Green Devil Palace. What do you mean by this? Are you angry from embarrassment? Hmph! My Holy Land Of Emperor Tai. . . That Sons Of The Dragon was defeated by Yang Fann. It was purely because his skills weren't as good as his opponent's, and he couldn't blame anyone else. It's impossible for us to let him go!" Hall Master Battlefield was also incomparably powerful. The challenge was proposed by all of you, but now you're being suppressed instead. He actually wanted them to let them go? What kind of joke was this? With the Sovereign Lord in charge of Green Devil Palace, the Holy Land Of Emperor Tai wouldn't have any more.
In terms of numbers, the Sovereign Lord of the Holy Land Of Emperor Tai would have an additional Sovereign Lord.
"Douzhan, are you really going to be this ruthless?" Demon Marshall Peng Wing's face was terrifyingly dark.
"Peng Yi, you don't have to say anymore. That Sons Of The Dragon is destined to face this tribulation. " Sons Of The Dragon. . . The Holy Land Of Emperor Tai was going to be suppressed for sure, just like the seeds of the rulers of these opposing powers. Each and every one of them was a major threat to the Holy Land Of Emperor Tai. They wished they could get rid of him as soon as possible. It wasn't easy for them to suppress Sons Of The Dragon openly. Unless his head was kicked by a donkey, he wouldn't let Sons Of The Dragon go.
As for whether or not it would completely infuriate the Green Devil Palace, and cause both sides to shed all pretenses of cordiality.
That Sons Of The Dragon wasn't qualified to do so. Besides, the Holy Land Of Emperor Tai was the one who was in the right, and the Green Devil Palace was the one who challenged him.
The Green Devil Palace was sure to suffer this loss. At most, they would only anger the Demon Dragon ruler.
The Holy Land Of Emperor Tai wouldn't even put the Demon Dragon Master in their eyes.
"Good! Good! Good! Fight, you will regret it! " Demon Marshall Peng Wing said 'good' three times, but he did not continue to entangle with this matter. Hall Master Battlefield was determined not to let Sons Of The Dragon go. He did not need to say anything.
As for robbing him by force, it was even more impossible.
Not to mention him, even if it was the Demon Dragon Sovereign himself, it wouldn't be possible.
"Peng Yi, if I don't regret it in the future, then you don't have to worry about it. You should worry about your wallet first. Looks like I'll be the one laughing at the end of the bet. I'll thank you for your generous donations for those ten Intermediate God Crystals! " Hall Master Battlefield couldn't hide his excitement at the end of his sentence.
An unexpected joy, truly an unexpected joy. To be honest, he had never thought that he would be able to obtain victory.
Speaking of which, he really had to thank this monster, Yang Fann.
If it wasn't for him, how could he have obtained ten Intermediate God Crystals?
But to be honest, this Yang Fann was really abnormal. The final burst of energy was almost at the peak of Rank Seven Top-level Domain God's strength.
And how old was he? He hadn't even reached the age of an era.
He even came from the barren land of Dimensional Domain.
This talent was something that even His Majesty Holy Lord couldn't match up to. It wasn't impossible for him to surpass His Majesty Holy Lord in the future.
Perhaps, the future of my Holy Land Of Emperor Tai is in this kid's hands.
"Dou Zhan, don't celebrate too early. That Yang Fann has only won three matches. It's still uncertain who will win and who will lose in the end!"
"A dead duck will never admit defeat. Just those few useless fools. He would be Yang Fann's opponent, Peng Yi. Don't tell me you want to cheat?" Hall Master Battlefield's face was full of disdain. The remaining seven Devil Sons, Witch. . . Even if they were tied together, they still wouldn't be a match for Yang Fann. Furthermore, it was a one on one battle. One of them was able to withstand a single strike from Yang Fann. * Hong Long. . . . . . *
"Hmph! Before the outcome of the battle was decided, It's better if you don't jump to conclusions. " Demon Marshall Peng Wing coldly harrumphed. To be honest, he really had the intention to go back on his word. Those were ten Intermediate God Crystals, all the Intermediate God Crystals in his hands.
"You really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. When Yang Fann wins those few useless things, I'll see if you still have something to say. "
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On the arena.
Yang Fann's gaze once again landed on the seven Devil Sons, Witch, "Next, who will come and die!"
No one dared to refute the same words and tone this time.
Die! They were truly courting death!
Even Sons Of The Dragon was suppressed by that monster. Besides, they were afraid that they wouldn't even be able to hold on for a second before being killed by it.
In an instant, the seven Devil Son Witch acted like quails, as if she hadn't heard Yang Fann's words.
Shame was always better than losing one's life.
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"Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Why did he become a coward now? Don't tell me all of you are all cowards. . . "
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. . . "Hahaha! Yang Fann, did you just realize? Aren't these guys the cowards? "
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"Damn it! This bunch of bastards are really going too far! Witch gritted her teeth. In her heart, she wanted nothing more than to rush forward and fight Yang Fann to the death. However, the rationality in her heart prevented them from acting like moths to the flame.
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"Hmph! A bunch of trash. Today, I'll give you all a chance. All of you, attack together!"
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