On the overseas islands and reefs, two martial king-level warriors were confronting each other.
The cause was Qin Yang.
But Qin Yang himself had no idea.
Chen Qingyu, the powerful Martial King of Colorful Heaven, is considered to be working hard for Qin Yang.
Normally, how could a strong man from Colorful Heaven go against King Wu over a Daxia man?
Qin Yang was probably the first.
And during the confrontation on the island, a figure turned into a stream of light in the forest and fled towards the south.
This stream of light looked like the light trace of a meteor, and wherever it passed, it was full of powerful momentum and power.
This is Chief Xiao who came south from Zhangwu Division.
Chief Xiao is already approaching the boundary of the East China Sea.
But just when he was about to enter the East China Sea, suddenly, huge and terrifying auras rose like the rising sun around the mountains and forests.
"Chief Xiao, you have such a powerful momentum at such a late hour, where are you planning to go?"
Chief Xiao raised his eyebrows, but immediately his expression did not change at all, and he said calmly: "You are crazy, aren't you?"
"You should know how serious this matter is when you come to stop me, the head of the martial arts department."
Mr. Xiao finally said goodbye, but still stopped.
Because there is more than one Martial King coming!
Why can the Han family and other forces only choose one King Wu to deal with the Gong family?
If we want to be safer, shouldn't we hire a few more people?
But the fact is that they don’t have that spare power!
The remaining Martial Kings must stay to stop the possible powerful enemy—Xiao Min, the head of the Zhangwu Division Headquarters!
The strength of this old chief executive is unknown, and he is naturally a formidable enemy to all forces in the East China Sea.
Even if multiple Martial Kings took action, they could not guarantee that they would be able to stop the proposed old boss.
"I don't want to have a head-on confrontation with Mr. Xiao, Chief Executive."
"But we still want to say something, please Mr. Xiao not to enter the East China Sea."
"At least don't step in today. After dawn, Chief Xiao can do whatever he wants."
The person who spoke was King Zhu Jiawu. The old family master did not come in person. After all, the Zhu family had a big business and needed someone to look after the house.
Xiao Sishou sneered: "You really think that my martial arts commander can't speak, don't you?"
"Qin Yang's predecessor was assassinated by your team, and I haven't settled this debt with you yet."
"Now that Qin Yang has just taken office, you want to kill him again, and in public."
"Could it be that you all regard me as the head of the martial arts department as a place where you can bully me at will?"
Chief Xiao's voice suddenly rose to a high pitch, and immediately resounded throughout the entire mountain forest, and his voice echoed in the dark night sky.
A vast coercion swept directly over, and every East China Sea Martial King felt great pressure.
Each of the powerful Martial Kings secretly shuddered in their hearts. They were worthy of the legend of the Master of Martial Arts. They were really powerful.
Normally King Wu would not be able to bear this momentum.
But then again, who is an ordinary person who can become King Wu?
"Well, since you all want to stop me, then let's kill the chicken to scare the monkeys."
"I, Xiao Min, have not made a move for many years, which has caused the martial arts world to forget how terrifying my strength is."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chief Xiao disappeared on the spot, and then, a loud noise came from the direction of a King Wu.
The energy within the sky turned into a pillar of light and shot up into the sky, and a King Wu made a sound of shock and anger.
"Chief Xiao! Please spare my life...ah!!!"
Boom, after a loud noise, the sky was filled with light illuminating a big mountain.
Xiao Ming held a head in his hand and said coldly: "I want to see how many of you Martial Kings of the East China Sea forces can still have their heads hanging around their necks!"
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Qin Yang's soul was communicating with the sword spirit of Blood Fury Shensha.
