The black-clothed tyrant walked down the cold throne, and his face was still shrouded in the shadows... He was not a burly and strong man, but he was accompanied by his mountain-like pressure. The light cast his back on the wall - the shadow almost covered half of the hall.

However, what is strange is that there is a smile on his face. If someone had seen Li Zhen more than ten years ago, he might have felt that this smile was familiar. This was from the heart, feeling relieved, as if the smile was revealed because he could finally reveal all the secrets.

He even raised his hand and pointed at one of them as if an old friend was joking: "Then at this time... you just don't believe me."

Then he said with praise: "Your knife is well used."

Thirteen people with passionate blood paused slightly. Of course, the assassinators who could appear in front of this king at this moment would not be idiots. In addition to powerful force, they should also have a calm and meticulous mind. So after hearing these two sentences, they almost remembered something at the same time.

Just a few dozen minutes ago, they killed "Li Haofan". They said to Li Haofan: "I believe in you."

Then they cut off Li Haofan's neck with one stroke.

So the man widened his eyes in horror and realized that something that was the most unlikely but extremely terrifying—

However, Li Zhen had already taken the first step. He did not put down his hand, but gently cut into the void and said, "Actually, my knife is also used well - someone gave me a knife called Qiushuiyan Fengdao."

The man's head soared into the sky. There was such a powerful defense net in front of him, but it was useless. Before the head fell to the ground, his blood had already dyed a certain chandelier in the hall red.

The killing has begun.

Before the blood rain that fell from the first victim landed again, the twelve terrified and desperate people launched their strongest offensive.

But the tyrant took the second step and said, "The first time I killed someone was to fall and die."

It took him two seconds to say this. Then two men had rushed to him, and their arms were shining with extremely dangerous light. They saw the face of the tyrant, and could see every strand of his hair, and saw that his skin was not as smooth as humans.

Then in their perception, the whole world turned upside down. It seemed that gravity no longer came from under their feet, but from the front. They quickly "fall" in the direction of their running, only a few centimeters away from their target. But they felt that they had fallen for dozens of seconds in these centimeters.

Then the two men collapsed on the ground and soaked the entire ground with their blurry bones and blood.

"Later." The tyrant said again, and took the third step, "I killed a king. Just like this--bang."

The three people following immediately seemed to hit the oncoming shells - no, it was a more terrifying force than the shells - their bodies turned into three pancakes at the same time. And their blood turned into a large patch of mist of blood, splashed in the wide hall and faded away quickly.

The smell of blood was already disgusting. The seven survivors finally realized that they had changed from hunters to prey from the beginning. They were the most critical finishing part of a huge layout, but now, another even larger and terrifying layout has just begun.

And they seemed to be the first victims.

This tyrant is that Li Haofan!! Their virus did not work!!

Once this thought arises, no one dares to fight with this super king who has entered an unknown realm. The courage fades faster than when he comes, Claudia Shiver shouted: "Go!"

Then she was the first to leave the battle group and appeared at the other end of the hall in an instant, about to break through the sealed window.

Li Zhen glanced at her.

So the tall woman's body violated the laws of physics, changed from extremely high speed to stillness, and fell to the ground without saying a word.

There are six people left, six people in extreme horror. In fact, each of them has had the experience of facing death, but that kind of experience is different from now. In many cases, they can fight hard and even desire to cause heavy damage to the enemy before they are dying. Because at that time their opponent was human... not god.

It is a hopeless battle. Waiting for them is all death - death standing, or death on their knees.

The two men fell to the ground with great strength even cracks on the marble ground, but they were unaware of it. The tall and strong bodies crawled on the ground as much as possible. They cried bitterly and let out sad wails like ministers of ancient times asked the king for forgiveness.

But the cold "tyrant" only gave a glance at them, and the wailing sound came to an abrupt end.

There are four more people. These are four people who intend to die while standing.

They saw the power of this dark king. The power had exceeded their cognition limit... They didn't even know what realm it was, so that they could easily deprive the life of an extremely powerful existence in just one glance.

But now they are ready to welcome this "glory" - to die bravely and desperately in the hands of this "God", even if they can touch a corner of his clothes before they die.

However, at this moment of death, the heavy door of the hall was pushed open.

Another Li Zhen walked in. When the "survivors" looked at each other and realized what was going on, Li Zhen, who walked into the door, waved his hand. So the four bodies that had once existed in the world turned into ashes and quickly dissipated in the void.

The visitor never stopped as if he had just waved his hand to drive away a few flies. He walked to the tyrant, took another step forward, and completely melted into his body.

This is one of his dozens or hundreds of clones tonight. Or the kings in this hall are just one of those clones. They are independent, powerful, but completely united with the same consciousness. Then there is the second, third, and fourth...

Perhaps the fate of those who were sent to clean up the "Tyrant's close relatives" was even more tragic - because they had to face five equally terrifying existences at the same time. Those people were not "Li Zhengdao", "Yu Qingqing", "Zhang Kesong", "Li Kaiwen", and "Song Xiaolan", but in a sense, the real value of "Li Zhen".

Yes. Tonight, this "Holy Emperor" is alone in the stage.

In a remote corner of Zhongdu, An Ruohong did not receive encrypted information that means "the tyrant is dead" as he expected.

An unimaginable but seemingly profound sense of despair was grasping his heart. The previously confident "expectation" was like a thick sugar coat wrapped in this "despair". However, this layer of sugar coat that seemed thick and made him full of confidence was not as sweet and solid as he imagined...

Now the sugar-coated sugar melted away in the face of the cold and cruel facts like soup and snow. It only took a few minutes. It was not until this time that he suddenly felt a strange absurdity from the bottom of his heart. It turned out that he had been deceiving himself.
Chapter completed!