The Overwhelming Yan Alliance

"What kind of bullshit Yan Alliance? A bunch of third-rate dynasties dare to challenge my Great Zhao Dynasty? It's truly laughable!"

Zhao Zhan Second Commander of the Great Zhao Dynasty Zhao Zhan Dynasty, looked at the Yan Alliance members who had come to support him with disdain, and sneered.

Super Dynasty are vastly different from ordinary dynasties. Therefore, even though the Yan Alliance may seem to have more people and power at the moment, in the eyes of the people of the Great Zhao Dynasty, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs, a bunch of ants.

"Enough with the nonsense. Do you think your Super Dynasty can only bark like dogs? If you're not convinced, then let's fight."

The hint of naivety on Little Yan face vanished almost instantly. Without uttering any unnecessary words, he tore through the air with the iron rod in his hand and pointed it directly at Zhao Zhan. A fierce aura burst forth from his body.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhan and the two commanders beside him gradually turned gloomy, clearly seeing someone who dared to be so arrogant in front of them for the first time.

"If your leader Lin Langtian is even remotely qualified to speak with us, how dare you, a mere nobody from the Yan Alliance, be so arrogant? You're truly courting death!"

Beside Zhao Zhan, a man dressed in a dark blue robe, whose hair was even the color of the ocean, like ocean waves, spoke coldly.

This person is Zhao Yuan, the third commander of the Great Zhao Dynasty. Although judging from his aura, he seems to have just broken through to the Five Yuan Nirvana Stage not long ago, he is indeed Five Yuan Nirvana Stage.

The next moment, Zhao Yuan's eyes turned cold. He took a step forward, his body instantly surging with brilliant blue light. His hands were filled with terrifying water-attribute elemental power, which he blasted directly at Little Yan!

Seeing this, Little Yan showed no sign of backing down, brandishing the iron rod in his hand and clashing head-on with it.

Clang!

The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out, and a visible energy surge immediately erupted, causing the surrounding air to emit a piercing whine under that pressure.

A violent gust of wind swept through, and both Little Yan and Zhao Yuan were violently shaken. Little Yan took seven or eight steps back, while Zhao Yuan took half a step back.

This scene, witnessed by many in the Colosseum, immediately caused a slight change in the expressions of many.

Most people here had heard of Zhao Yuan's strength; he was a master of the Five Yuan Nirvana Stage.

They originally thought that once the two clashed, the result would inevitably be a one-sided collapse, but they did not expect that this fierce young man would actually block Zhao Yuan's attack.

"Boom!"

As soon as his feet landed after taking a few steps back, Little Yan forcibly steadied himself. The bloodlust in his eyes intensified, and a bloodthirsty Battle Intent slowly rose on his face.

In the next instant, Little Yan stomped his foot on the sky and transformed into a streak of blood light, shooting out with his iron rod. The rod in his hand transformed into countless violent rod shadows, like a rainstorm, with astonishing momentum, enveloping Zhao Yuan.

"Snort!"

Seeing that Little Yan still dared to provoke him, Zhao Yuan felt like an elephant being provoked by a mouse, and a look of shame and anger immediately appeared on his face.

However, just as he set off, another Ice Fiend attacked, and the newcomer shouted coldly.

"Little Yan, I'm here to help you!"

The newcomer was none other than Jin Wu. He held a Ice Long Spear, which was none other than the Black Ice Ten Thousand Fiends Spear, a half-step Heavenly Spirit Treasure.

Compared to Little Yan, who was only at the peak of the Three Yuan Nirvana Stage, Jin Wu, who had already broken through to the Fourth Nirvana and whose true form was the Nine Fiend Black Gold Crow Jin Wu, obviously posed a greater pressure on Zhao Yuan.

"Haha, Jin Wu, you've come at the perfect time! Today, you and I, brothers, will fight side by side and teach these bastards of the Super Dynasty a lesson!"

Upon seeing Jin Wu arrive, Little Yan laughed loudly. Clad in blood-red armor, a fierce aura emanated from his body. He then brandished the black iron rod in his hand, tearing through the air with a piercing sonic boom as he blasted it towards Zhao Yuan.

"A bunch of ants!"

Zhao Yuan scoffed at Little Yan's attack, his body radiating brilliant blue light that instantly coalesced into a Water Shield for defense.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Little Yan's black iron rod kept pounding against Zhao Yuan's Water Shield, making a jarring sound, but Zhao Yuan remained unmoved, sitting firmly as Mount Tai.

However, just as Zhao Yuan was feeling smug, Jin Wu's eyes suddenly flashed, and he seized upon a tiny flaw. His cold spear, like a dragon, pierced through Zhao Yuan's Water Shield defense and finally struck his shoulder heavily.

Bang! Bang!

A powerful and frigid Ice Malevolence Power erupted violently from his shoulder, and Zhao Yuan's figure was actually forced back several steps by the Jin Wu's spear, causing the blue light on his shoulder to dim.

Wow!

This scene was naturally seen by the people below who were watching the battlefield, and immediately some commotion broke out in the city.

Clearly, no one expected that the alliance between this unknown Little Yan and the number one Jin Wu on the Earthly Ranking would actually give them the upper hand in their battle against Zhao Yuan, the third commander of the Great Zhao Dynasty!

Jin Wu and Little Yan stood on the left and right, respectively. As transformed demon beasts, they both had the ability to challenge opponents of higher levels. Even when facing Zhao Yuan, who was at the Five Yuan Nirvana Stage, they were evenly matched!

"That is Lin Golden Crow, the number one general under Lin Langtian, who is ranked first on the Myriad Manifestations City Earthly Ranking? He does have some skill, but he is just a mantis trying to stop a chariot when he is going against my Great Zhao Dynasty."

"Second brother, make your move. Let's finish this quickly and not tarnish the reputation of our Great Zhao Dynasty!" A man with a bloody aura and a gloomy face said coldly beside Zhao Wuji.

This man is Zhao Yu, the Grand Commander of the Great Zhao Dynasty!

Upon hearing Zhao Yu's order, Zhao Zhan glanced at Zhao Wuji, then nodded and grinned maliciously, "Don't worry, I will kill the Yan Alliance members one by one in front of Lin Langtian. At that time, let's see what confidence that guy will have left!"

"This is the price for angering my Great Zhao Dynasty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Zhan clenched his fist, and a black spear appeared in the blink of an eye. The spear shook and drew a sharp arc, piercing through the throat of the Jin Wu as fast as lightning.

"Bite!"

However, just as Zhao Zhan's attack was launched and had not yet reached within a few feet of Jin Wu, a cold light also swept in, directly knocking the tip of his spear away. Then, Lin Dong's figure appeared in front of him.

"Let me be your opponent. You don't need to get involved in their battle." Lin Dong held the Sky Crocodile Bone Spear, smiling as he looked at Zhao Zhan, whose eyes were gradually darkening, and said softly.

"A mere Three Yuan Nirvana Stage? Are you sure you're qualified?" Zhao Zhan stared at Lin Dong, the smile on his lips gradually turning sinister.

Lin Dong smiled and didn't say anything more. He simply raised the bone spear in his hand and pointed it at Zhao Zhan from afar, the provocation in his eyes was self-evident.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhan's ferocious expression deepened, and a terrifying aura slowly emanated from his body. His sinister voice also echoed in the Colosseum.

"Not a single member of the Yan Alliance shall live today!"

Hearing Zhao Zhan's words, which were filled with killing intent, everyone was shocked. They knew that the Yan Alliance and the Great Zhao Dynasty were about to have a full-scale war!