General Wang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
His gaze was cold as he looked at Ye Wenjun.
"Today, even if I die here in battle, I must kill you and Master Fang." At this moment, General Wang no longer cared about saving face; he stood up.
Ding Zhen also realized the opponent's might.
He waved his hand.
Instantly, more than ten Divine Race members charged fiercely toward Fang Yu.
Leaving over ten shadows in the air, moving at incredible speed.
Truly worthy of being Upper Level Gods.
Fang Yu smiled slightly.
Countless Energy Mantras appeared in his hand.
They erupted instantly.
The Energy Mantras formed a prison.
Binding all these individuals together.
Then, like knives, the Energy Mantras sliced through their bodies.
Squish, squish, squish, squish.
Blood splattered like a rain of blood.
Utterly crushed.
Everyone was shocked.
So powerful.
Far beyond their imagination.
