This time I came to Haicheng.

The three great kings of hell led a total of five hundred disciples.

This majestic power is enough for the King of Dark Night to drink a pot.

Even if you can't kill the King of Dark Night, you can still kill him with his energy.

In the Emperor's Pavilion.

The three kings of hell took their seats one after another, preparing to watch a good show that was about to be staged.

The King of Hell, who was sitting in the middle, was the first to speak: "King of Dark Night, as long as you are willing to kneel down and surrender and be my puppet, I will spare your life!"

"King of Hell, don't forget, your son Lu Xiaohui is still in my hands." Ye Tian's voice was cold and passed along the corridor to the Emperor's Pavilion.

Lion's roar skill?

This king of the dark night is really terrifying, he can actually use the lion's roar skill to transmit sounds.

Bang.

Suddenly, there was an explosion, and the teacup on the table exploded instantly.

Ao Lie, the King of Hell, changed his face slightly and said tremblingly: "What a powerful inner energy."

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape death!"

"When the experts from the He family arrive, we will attack from both sides and we will definitely kill him!"

Yan Kui, the King of Iron Hell, covered his chest with a ferocious look on his face.

It's too late to say anything now.

There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.

The three kings of hell are like grasshoppers on a rope, sharing weal and woe.

The Ghost King of Hell said with a livid face: "I, Lu Xiangsheng, am not the only son of Lu Xiaohui! If you want to kill me, just kill him!"

Tiger poison doesn't even eat seeds.

This ghost King of Hell is really a hero.

pity.

A hero with a rebellious character.

No matter how strong he is, he can't stay.

Ye Tian continued to transmit the message: "King of Hell, you surrender now before it's too late!"

"Shameless talk!"

"Do you really think that these five hundred disciples of mine are just living without food?"

"Kill me!"

The ghost king suddenly stood up and waved his hand to give orders.

Following the order from the Ghost King of Hell.

Five hundred swordsmen slowly walked towards Ye Tian.

Bah.

Ye Tian tore off a piece of black cloth from his sleeve and covered his eyes.

Song Guihai said anxiously: "Palace Master, what are you doing?"

"I don't want to see my brother bleed!" Ye Tianmeng kept his eyes open, stepped forward, and said coldly: "The last thing I want to say is, anyone who stands in my way will die!"

"Shameless talk!"

"You're just a stupid kid, are you worthy of being the leader of Yama Palace?"

"Why don't you abdicate your throne and let me be the king of hell?"

The leader of the swordsman said with an arrogant expression.

Ye Tian said with a murderous look on his face: "Anyone who offends the leader will be killed without mercy!"

"I'll give you face, right? I...!" Before the leader of the swordsman could finish speaking, Ye Tian arrived in an instant and pierced his throat with one finger.

Shrunk into inches?

What a fast movement!

The Blood King of Hell was really frightened, but fortunately he was smart and chose to surrender in time.

otherwise.

He is just afraid that he has already been reincarnated.

Ye Tian grabbed the steel knife and shouted: "Make way!"

"If you dare to kill my eldest brother, I will chop you to death!" Another swordsman did not believe in evil and took the lead in taking action, killing Ye Tian.

These swordsmen.

Most of them are the confidants of the three kings of hell.

It can be said that he has experienced hundreds of battles.

How could he be frightened by Ye Tian's words?

puff.

Before the swordsman could step forward, Ye Tian raised the knife and slashed his throat.

"Kick him to death!"

"Fight for the King of Hell!"

"kill!"

The other swordsmen rushed forward and slashed at Ye Tian with their swords.

Face those steel knives.

Ye Tian is as motionless as a mountain, standing with a sword in his hand.

Song Guihai couldn't help but remind: "Palace Master, be careful!"

But Ye Tian had no intention of dodge at all.

Let those steel knives hit him.

Boom.

The sound is like a loud bell.

Those steel knives seemed to be cutting on a golden bell, making a harsh sound.

"Death!" Ye Tian swung the steel knife in his hand, and saw seven or eight knife hands with their throats slashed and falling into a pool of blood.

"Oh my god, King Kong is indestructible!"

"He is a master of the divine realm!"

"Quickly retreat!"

The other swordsmen's faces turned pale with fear and they slowly backed away.

The so-called indestructibility means that it is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire.

Even bullets can hardly damage it.

Ye Tian held up the bloody steel knife and said word by word: "Submit, or die!"

"I surrender!" A timid swordsman dropped his sword and knelt on the ground.

There was the first surrender.

There is a second surrender.

soon.

One swordsman after another kneeled on both sides of the corridor, trembling.

The pungent smell of blood filled the entire corridor.

The breath of death spread instantly.

Less than a minute.

Nearly five hundred swordsmen knelt down and surrendered.

"Meet the leader!"

The swordsmen shouted in unison and knelt down to worship.

Whoops.

Suddenly, Ye Tian threw out the steel knife in his hand and stabbed the Ghost King in the face.
To be continued...