The eyes of the crowd are all congenial. Ye Dun's strength is terrible. He kills Qin Yan with one blow. And the terror killing seems to be getting stronger and stronger. It hangs over them and makes their hearts begin to tremble.

"Who else is going to come up and die?"

Ye Dun stepped out and looked at the people of Jiuyang tribe. The blood on his fist dripped slowly at this time, like an absolute God of war, revealing a fearless tyranny.

"Let's do it together!"

Qin Tianlei uttered a cold voice, and many of his masters launched a charge at the same time.

Suddenly, smoke and dust billowing,...