Peerless War God in City

After hearing those words, Jiang Dunhao's body trembled violently, his legs went limp, and his eyes widened. He was overwhelmed with shock.    

What did he just say?    

Country... Level, below!    

The first thing to be done was to behead the enemy, and the military might of the Gods would descend?    

What kind of power was this? How could there be someone with such monstrous power in this world?    

Wait …    

Chop first, play after … North Realm... Millions of soldiers...    

Jiang Dunhao suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrinking smaller and smaller... His eyes were full of fear.    

After connecting all the information points from the beginning to the end of Haotian's words, Jiang Dunhao seemed to have guessed his identity.    

First cut, then play.    

In the Great Xia Nine Prefectures, there was indeed someone who had it.    

That's Feng Lang, the one who controls the three armies and resides in the North Realm …"    

Only he.    

However, it could ignore the laws of nature and stand above everyone else.    

Beheading right and wrong, sentencing the sun and the moon!    

This!    

This...    

Jiang Dunhao fell to the ground. His face was pale, devoid of any color.    

At this moment.    

He.    

I finally understand …    

How did Haotian manage to mobilize such a huge army and tens of thousands of troops like a tiger or wolf division?    

Why, when he did things, he was not afraid at all … Ignore all rules.    

All of this.    

It's all because … He was the supreme ruler of the North Realm.    

It was the leader of the three armies.    

He alone could suppress the entire world!    

Jiang Dunhao's face was pale and powerless. His body was shivering because of his great fear.    

He would never have thought of this.    

The good-for-nothing Lin Yan, his brother, was actually such a colossus.    

Gudong...    

Jiang Dunhao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but it was hard to cover the shock in his eyes.    

This.    

If he had known about Haotian's identity from the beginning.    

For them to dare to do such a thing, wasn't that equivalent to courting death?    

"Sir …" Little one, you have eyes, but you can't recognize Mt. Tai … "Please, let me go. As long as you spare me, I can be your slave. What do you want me to do?"    

After guessing Haotian's identity, Jiang Dunhao didn't dare to show the slightest bit of arrogance. He walked in front of Haotian with his hands hanging by his sides, kneeled down heavily, and then kowtowed and begged for mercy.    

If Jiang Dunhao was unwilling to accept it just now, then at this moment, he was completely convinced and didn't dare to have any thoughts of getting lucky.    

His only chance of survival now was to obtain Haotian's forgiveness and forgiveness.    

This person, was the supreme military king from the North Realm!    

Not to mention the Zhang Clan, even if it was Emperor Shishi who could cover the sky in Jiangnan, he would have to lower his head in front of him.    

He looked at Jiang Dunhao, who was crawling on the ground with a terrified expression, like a dead dog, moaning for his life.    

A trace of melancholy flashed across Haotian's eyes.    

He slowly let out a mouthful of impure air.    

Brother... Do you see that the person who framed you is now kneeling in front of me, begging for forgiveness?    

Don't worry.    

He was not the first, but he was by no means the last.    

In Haotian's eyes, there was a cold killing intent … It slowly dissipated.    

Ye Zichen looked at Jiang Dunhao's pitiful look.    

However, Haotian didn't feel the slightest bit of sympathy.    

When Lin Yan was framed and pushed down the building to commit suicide... No one pitied him.    

In the past, those people who had been harmed, extorted and suppressed by him were extremely pitiful. Who would pity them?    

Evil Fruit!    

Up till today, he could only blame himself for being too greedy!    

"Young Master Jiang, you are... I should be able to sense that kind of feeling of hopelessness. Have you ever thought that those people whom you framed back then would also be this helpless? "    

Haotian, his eyes were cold, indifferent and profound. He quietly looked at Jiang Dunhao and the chill gradually overflowed.