Super System Plundering the Heaven

The violent and tyrannical Thunder Sword Qi whistled past the top of the Statue of Liberty.    

The cold and strange blood sickle flashed in front of William.    

Under everyone's nervous gazes,    

the Thunder Sword Qi that Ye Yu sent out finally collided with William Owen's blood sickle.    

Boom!    

First was a piercing cold light, then followed by rolling thunder!    

The sound was as dull as a cone, piercing straight into the brain, shaking everyone's scalps until their scalps went numb.    

The light dispersed, and everyone looked in the direction of the Sword Qi and the blood sickle's collision.    

William Owen was no longer at the same place as before, but had appeared several dozen meters behind them!    

His originally straight body was slightly bent. His neat and brilliant blond hair was slightly messy.    

His originally fair face now looked exceptionally pale.    

His palm trembled slightly, and the blood sickle that was originally held in William Owen's hand exploded into a mist of blood, drifting beside William.    

"Hiss... Elder William actually lost!"    

"What?! This H Country man actually forced back Elder William with a single strike!"    

"This is impossible! Elder William is a prince level Blood Breed! How could he be defeated so easily! "    

" Hmph! It must be this H Country man who launched a sneak attack first. Elder William was forced to retreat because he hastily accepted the battle!"    

William Owen stood still and forcefully suppressed the surging blood in his chest. His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Ye Yu, who was standing on top of the Statue of Liberty.    

"Damn it! How could he unleash such an astonishing combat strength!?"    

Ye Yu stood on top of the Statue of Liberty and looked down at the pale William Owen. He sneered and said, "How is it? It feels pretty good, isn't it? "    

"This is the interest for you hurting Xing Meng! If it's the capital, Xing Meng will personally come and ask for it from you!"    

"You! William opened his mouth and wanted to shout angrily, but he did not think that it would affect his injuries. He covered his chest and coughed.    

Under the feet of the Statue of Liberty, the Dark Church Speaker Charles Si stared at Ye Yu with his dark green eyes. He said in a deep voice, "That year, Elder William injured Xing Meng. His Martial Uncle crossed the sea with his sword. He swept across the entire Church with his sword!"    

"Now, on the account of you being Fighters from H Country, in order to prevent the flames of war from rising again, our Blood Clan will not force you!"    

"But!" Charles's eyes flashed and he coldly said, "But the blood of the progenitor is of great importance! We will never let you leave like this!"    

Behind Charles, the eyes of the twelve Duke-level Blood Breeds flashed with a blood-red light. They grinned and said, "Chairman, let us tear him apart! In any case, the progenitor's blood can't escape either! "    

"That's right! Even if his battle prowess is unparalleled, can he still challenge the entire Blood Tribe?! "    

"Kill him! The blood of the progenitor is ours!"    

"With the blood of the progenitor! We are not afraid of the entire Fighters from H Country!"    

"Kill him! Absorb his blood!"    

Hundreds of Blood Clansmen surrounded the Statue of Liberty. Their bloodthirsty eyes lit up, and their soaring killing intent caused the falling rain to stop for a moment!    

"That's enough! Don't scare this little guy! "    

The beautiful Protector Elder Elizabeth Diana pursed her lips into a smile and said softly. " Little fellow, you'd better hand over the ancestral blood right now. Seeing that you're so handsome, Big Sister can make the decision. I'll let you leave safely! "    

Ye Yu's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the Blood Tribe members below who were eager to give it a try. The corners of his mouth curled into a smile." Looks like you guys are sure to take me down! “    

Ye Yu turned his hand and took out the blood of the progenitor. He looked at the Blood Race below and said with a smile, "Just one drop of the blood of the progenitor, who should I give it to?"    

" Give it to me! "    

William Owen shouted and was the first to shout.    

However, William immediately reacted. He glanced at Charles, who looked angry, and his expression changed. He said, "Leave it to me to preserve first. As for who the blood of the progenitor will be given to, you have no right to ask!"