The setting sun is like blood.

The cherry red sunset shines on the city, and a long shadow is dragged on the deserted streets.

On the ground at the intersection of the street, there were corpses piled up.

Under the setting sun, a back was stretched out and slowly moved forward on the street.

In front of him, less than a hundred Western warriors were constantly retreating. Every time he took, these people took a step back.

It seemed that several hours of killing had already shocked these people from the root.

They are afraid, they are afraid.

But Ye Yang, who had a plain expression, continued to walk forward. Eight hundred meters ahead was the territory of the Long family, the first family in Tiansheng, and these people seemed to have to retreat to the Long family.

The Long family is protected strictly, and the high-priced bodyguards hired by major families were originally very motivated, but with a person slumping to the ground, everyone was retreating.

Under the afterglow of the end, the scene on the street is disturbing.

......

Sudden......

"Report, Mr. Duan noticed that there were nine very strong auras approaching Ye Shen. They were very fast and expected to arrive within three minutes!"

A communication suddenly came from the Tian Provincial Headquarters.

At the moment the communication was conveyed, the senior executives present at Tian Provincial Headquarters near the intersection seemed to have noticed that there was a crisis and were approaching Ye Yang.

The surveillance video from afar was magnified, and nine figures were galloping towards them.

Duan Chenghui jumped off the table, squinted his eyes at the enlarged nine figures, and squinted his eyes: "It's finally here."

After saying that, Duan Chenghui picked up the communicator and spoke, "Ye Yang, the nine gods of killing are approaching you, and they are expected to arrive in two minutes and thirty seconds."

At the intersection of the street, Duan Chenghui's voice came from Ye Yang's communicator.

But without Duan Chenghui's words, Ye Yang had already raised his head and looked straight ahead.

Nine extremely powerful auras were approaching him. At the same time, the Western warriors finally quickly retreated and all retreated back to the Long family's yard.

They are here.

Boom boom boom boom!!

The overwhelming pressure came, and these extremely powerful auras even covered Chen Daoqing's sharpness at that time.

Ye Yang threw the short halberd in his hand to the ground, clapped his hands, walked over and sat down on the curbside stone on the side of the road, gasping slightly.

Everyone was staring at this scene.

If those people just started appetizers just now, then these nine killing gods may be like powerful enemies to Ye Yang.

One of the top ten killing gods in the Black Dragon Palace has been killed by Ye Yang, but the remaining nine people appeared at the same time. Who would be their opponent?

I’m afraid that not to mention Daxia, how many people are there looking at the entire earth?

"Ye Yang, I think you are very tired. If you need help, I will send a flying dragon team immediately." Duan Chenghui's voice came from the communicator again.

Ye Yang didn't reply, he was just resting.

After a while, Ye Yang said, "I wish I could have a bottle of wine."

Hearing Ye Yang's words, Duan Chenghui frowned.

All the senior executives at the headquarters were silent.

The nine auras are getting stronger and stronger.

Nine figures are getting closer and closer.

"They are here." A woman in the headquarters shouted, and everyone held their breath and looked over quietly.

Step by step!!

The sound of sharp footsteps sounded, and figures flashed on the roofs around them. They rushed over on the roofs, driving the momentum of breaking through the force, descending from the sky and descending in front of Ye Yang.

Nine men in long robes appeared in front of Ye Yang's eyes at this moment.


Chapter completed!