"The Eastern Nineteen Kings!" Someone from below the stage was shocked. With Lin Zifeng's current combat power, it is not an exaggeration to call him one of the Eastern Nineteen Kings.
Crushing many Eastern Kings, standing undefeated. Can any of the Eastern Kings present achieve such a feat?
"Impossible! Even eternal suppression cannot subdue him?" Yao Qingjiao was incredulous. The Eight Diagrams Divine Furnace was held up in his hand again, ready to suppress Lin Zifeng once more.
"Everyone, you all see this boy's potential with your own eyes, what are you holding back for? If he doesn't die today, I fear none of you will escape the nightmare!" Shen Wuheng urged again.
"Let's go all out. Three Eastern Kings have already fallen." Mo Xiangxi shouted.
Lin Zifeng, with his own strength, in the face of so many Eastern Kings, also killed three kings. Everyone on and off the stage was clutching their hearts.
