Terrifying!
Forget a single move, they could not even block half a move; the King of Hell was far too strong.
Crimson Blood's pupils were bloodshot and his expression was extremely ferocious, as his subordinates had died, which was the matter that pained him the most.
Grandmother Qu said, "Crimson Blood, let's join forces and retreat. We cannot beat him."
Crimson Blood let out a sigh, looking like a deflated ball. "You think we can run? The only course of action now is to charge together, or we will all die, otherwise we'll have to rely on the Di Ya Legion, humph."
"If you won't make a move, then I will."
Ling Yun sneered as he began slaughtering, and killing a hundred men in ten steps was no exaggeration!
Screams echoed in all directions, yet Ling Yun had stated that whoever could block a single move of his would not die.
Therefore!
The crowd found hope once more, a hope for survival.
"I shall block you!"
A Heavenly Lord who called himself Storm roared, his body shooting rapidly toward Ling Yun as he unleashed a terrifying strike that blasted toward him, his figure resembling lightning.
When a Heavenly Lord made a move, it shattered heaven and earth...
Boom!
Right at that moment, an exceptionally thick bolt of blue lightning blasted down from the void, roaring toward Heavenly Lord Storm.
Watching that blue lightning descend, Heavenly Lord Storm's expression sank.
With a fist wreathed in the full force of his power, he smashed it out fiercely, colliding head-on with the lightning in a powerful clash.
Splatter!
Under a single strike, this Heavenly Lord Storm was sent stumbling back repeatedly, vomiting a mouthful of blood with a pale complexion, while the fist he had thrown out was pitch-black, scorched by the power