During the battle, when they saw Yang Yu deliberately keeping a distance, the two thought that Yang Yu was going to run away, so they didn't care so much and punched Yang Yu again.
But this time, Yang Yu no longer concealed his clumsiness, and Yang Yu also raised his two pairs of fists high. Surprisingly, Yang Yu's fists actually emitted a red light.
Seeing Yang Yu like this, the two of them were also a little confused, but Yang Yu would not give them any time to think about it now. Yang Yu's two punches hit the two of them at a faster speed, and they now, I can only take this move forcefully.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of two punches colliding together. This time, Wei Hui and Yao Yilian only felt that the power of this blow was very huge, and their own strength was not even one-tenth of it. The most important thing is that it is too late to stop it now.
"ah!"
"Ah!" After the two blows clashed, the two were directly knocked back three meters, followed by an incredible flash of yellow and vomiting blood.
This scene shocked everyone from the Northwest King, Right North King, and Northeast King. From the beginning of the battle, the two of them had been pressing down on Yang Yu, and Yang Yu had been beaten until he vomited blood. Unexpectedly, just now, Yang Yu just killed two people with just one blow.
"How's it going? Do you want to keep fighting?" Yang Yu said deliberately as he stabilized his body, twisted his fists. Because Wei and Hui had already flashed yellow, there was no possibility of fighting unless they took pills.
On the ground, the two of them glanced at each other, but they both shook their heads helplessly. The damage of the blow just now was too high. Even if they tried to block it with all their strength, they would still be seriously injured. And judging from Yang Yu's appearance, this This kind of attack can obviously still be unleashed.
Yao Yilian stood up reluctantly, shook his head helplessly and said, "Qi Ayu, I am convinced that King Youbei died in your hands. That's it, I'm leaving."
Yao Yilian was so happy that he greeted Ma Yanche directly after he finished speaking. It seemed that he really no longer planned to fight Yang Yu.
Seeing Yao Yilian leaving, Wei Hui didn't say anything. He greeted Ma Yanche and planned to leave. In less than five minutes, these thirty-six people completely disappeared from Yang Yu's sight.
"Lord Qi Ayu, you are really powerful. It seems that I have found the right person. Let's go quickly!" Wang Xingjin said very happily when Yang Yu won. Yang Yu didn't bother with him, and the team continued heading east.
"Yang Yu! Are you really still a first-level psychic?" After Yang Yu returned to the team, Tan Fei asked Yang Yu in an extremely low voice.
Because there is a big difference between Yang Yu's strength and rank, Tan Fei seems to have never seen anyone who can take Yang Yu's punch head-on.
Regarding Tan Fei's question, Yang Yu just nodded slightly. This was really true, but he only had more innate spiritual skills.
But this time, before Yang Yu and his party had left, ten more people gathered around them. However, these ten people were obviously not strong enough and were a little panicked.
"Brother, big brother, I finally found you, something happened, something happened." When the man saw Wang Xing approaching, he rushed over and said, it seems that what happened was really urgent, otherwise they wouldn't be so rude. .
"Don't be anxious, tell me slowly if you have any questions, I have found the reinforcements." As he said this, Wang Xingjin pointed to Yang Yu beside him. It was obvious that he now fully believed in Yang Yu's strength.
"Brother, the fishmen started attacking the Northeast Palace yesterday, and the Northeast Palace's advanced combat power is very insufficient. Brother, please go back quickly! Otherwise..." After the young man said this, he didn't go on.
Yang Yu also understood that according to the battle situation between an eighth-level spiritual master and a ninth-level spiritual master and three eighth-level spiritual masters, the Northeast Palace would definitely not be able to defend it.
Now, Yang Yu was also helpless. Why didn't these people come earlier? Otherwise, he could have snatched a Ma Yan Car just now.
"Lord Ayu, can we speed up a little bit?" The situation was urgent, but Wang Xingjin still spoke to Yang Yu politely.
The original journey would take another day and a half, and it would probably take until the evening of the next day to arrive. But now, everyone is speeding up the journey.
Spend. When the sun was shining high on the earth the next day, Yang Yu and his party finally arrived at the west gate of Northeast Wangfu City.
As the richest Northern King, the Northeastern King's palace city is more gorgeous than the remaining three kings. Even the city gates in the Northeastern Palace District are larger than those of the other three kings. .
At this moment, there is no one guarding the huge city gate, and there are no guards on the city wall. It seems that the situation in the Northeast Palace District is really urgent. All the people who can be transferred should have been taken away by the Northeast King.
"Hey, you're still the king of the Northeast, and your home is about to be taken away."
"Yes! Isn't there someone in the central area? It's been less than a day, and the Wangfu District has already lost half of its territory."
"Forget it, let's go! Go to another palace area."
"Farewell, the blood moon is in just over a month. All the old staff in the central area have left, so let's go there!"
"Well, okay, okay, let's go!"...
Just when everyone in Yangyu was still sighing, they heard the unabashed conversation of this passerby. It seemed that the Northeast Wangfu District was already in danger.
Yang Yu nodded with them and ran directly to the center of the Wangfu District. As soon as they left, another six-person team arrived at the door. They did not hesitate and ran straight to the center of the Wangfu District.
At this moment, in the center of the Northeast Palace District, a group of humans and a group of orcs were confronting each other, and now it was no longer a simple exchange, but an actual fight.
After all, this is the area of the Northeast King. There are now more than 2,500 people on the human side, while the fish-men only have more than a thousand people, but the human side still has no advantage at all.
It can be seen that there are several people in the fish-men tribe, but no one dares to fight. Instead, they help their subordinates and keep fighting off the siege of humans.
As the human forces became weaker and weaker, many of those who were repulsed directly chose to escape. It was an escape, not a fight at all.
To be honest, the Northeast King only has 1,500 men, and the remaining 1,000 people are helpers he hired with money.
Most of the fishmen are level five to six psychics, and they are all very big, which makes it impossible for humans to gain an advantage when fighting against two people or even against three people.
In addition, the strength of these invited people was not strong, and they were all people who were lured here. After seeing that something was not right, they directly chose to escape.
"Come back, come back! I still have money. As long as I can repel them, I will give each person double the money. Come back!" Behind the crowd, a fat young man shouted loudly, But no matter how he shouted, more people on his side ran away than stayed. But the only good thing is that the guards belonging to the Northeast King have not left yet.
With the departure of the bounty thugs, the disadvantages on the human side are getting bigger and bigger, but the main reason why they can't beat them is the mismatch in high-level combat power.
In front of a tall fish-man, a stronger young man was struggling to resist, but with his own strength, he couldn't defeat the tall fish-man, and it was only one-on-one.
It was obvious that this young man was the top master of the Northeast King, the eighth-level spiritual master Wang Tihong. And the fish-man he fought was the strongest of the fish-men clan this time, the ninth-level spiritual master Zai Pegantie.
"Hahaha, do you still want to stop me? You can't do that either! Get out of here, I won't hurt you." He punched the young man away again, the fishman said arrogantly.
The young man glanced at the fat young man, and then rushed forward. Obviously, Wang Zhan, the king of the Northeast, meant not to let him retreat.
"Huh, don't blame me then. Run, come here and join forces with me to cripple him. You two, go over there." Seeing the young man rushing over again, Zaipei Gantie turned to the other three and asked Said the fishman who couldn't find his opponent.
And the three fishmen looked really alike. If they weren't acquaintances, they wouldn't be able to tell the difference at all.
They are about two and a half meters tall and have human bodies, but on their backs, there is a large movable conch. It is obvious that they are conch people. And these three people are the three eight
Those who use spiritual skills can wear running, wear dragon, and wear sleeves.
The three of them understood instantly and immediately rushed towards their target. Along the way, some fifth- and sixth-level spiritual masters could not stop them at all.
"Come here, come here, you, come here and stop him." Seeing the two big men approaching him, Wang Zhan was extremely frightened and kept shouting.
Zaipei Gantie's meaning is also very clear, that is, to capture the thief first, capture the king. Because they couldn't kill, they didn't want to spend too long with the Northeast King's people. As long as Zai Peilong and Tao captured the Northeast King, and he defeated Wang Tihong, the Northeast King's thousands-man team immediately collapsed.
Seeing the spiritual masters in front of him being continuously knocked away, Wang Zhan also panicked. Although he wanted to run away, the fishmen around him seemed to be surrounding him.
"Wang Tihong, hurry up, come and save me." There was no way. Although Wang Tihong couldn't bear it anymore, Wang Zhan still felt that he was more important. He could only ask the strongest Wang Tihong for help.
Although Wang Tihong heard Wang Zhan's cry, he had no possibility of escaping. After all, adding an eighth-level spiritual master would suppress his own strength.
At this moment, Wang Zhan, who only has the strength of a fourth-level spiritual master, can only jump around in place, because there are some people around him now, and running around is more dangerous. It was precisely because of this that Zai Peilong and Zai Peitao moved towards Wang Zhan so quickly.
At this moment, Yang Yu and his party finally arrived at the center of the battle. Now Yang Yu could see the situation clearly. Although the Northeast King had a numerical advantage, they still could not defeat the fishmen.
And now, there is still a rescue to be done. According to the speed at which they move and breathe, Wang Zhan and Wang Tihong can only save one.
Wang Zhan is the king of the Northeast. If he is caught, he will most likely surrender immediately, which means there will be no chance of fighting.
Wang Tihong was the only rank eight spiritual master present. If he was seriously injured, Yang Yu might have to fight against four.
Obviously, this is a difficult choice, and no matter what choice is made, it will be disadvantageous. At this time, Yang Yu fell into deep and short thinking.
