The ink jade ring on his thumb flashed with black light.

Boom boom boom————

The next moment, the corpses of Holy Son Kuzhan, Holy Son Qianyuan and others suddenly floated into the air, and then directly hit the high school.

They smashed into the hanging sacred towers of Lieyang Tianzong, Six Emperors Demon Sect, and Tianlong Dynasty respectively.

This made many people's expressions suddenly change.

"This Mr. Ye is so tough. Even the five tyrants of the Eastern Wasteland have not taken action. Isn't he going to stop?"

Those who had just taken action were all sent back to where they came from.

"Um?!"

However, when Holy Son Lieyang, Holy Son Jinpeng, Eighth Prince and others received the bodies of Holy Son Kuangzhan and others, their expressions turned gloomy.

Because they all felt that Holy Son Kuezhan, Holy Son Qianyuan, Dong Xiyue, Zheng Wenlun and others were all dead!

This completely exceeded their expectations.

In their expectation, the most they could do was faint to death.

As a result, they all died?!
Chapter completed!