The Fall of the Three Dragon Kings

High above the void, Xiao Yu's robes fluttered despite the lack of wind. With a gentle clench of his hand, a longsword appeared in his grasp.

Surging Dou Qi erupted from Xiao Yu's body, causing the surrounding space to ripple in an instant. Chaos Flame enveloped the longsword, carrying a soul-shaking aura.

With a flash, the Northern Dragon King and Western Dragon King charged toward Xiao Yu.

The Northern Dragon King possessed the strength of a late-stage Three-star Dou Sheng, while the Western Dragon King was a late-stage Two-star Dou Sheng. Their terrifying auras collided with Xiao Yu's, making Zi Yan and Hei Qing, who stood behind him, narrow their eyes slightly.

Xiao Yu stamped his foot, and a blade of sword qi swept forth. With a sharp tearing sound, space was violently sliced apart wherever the sword edge passed.

The Northern Dragon King was suddenly startled. With a sweep of his sleeve, a terrifying blast of force shot out and collided head-on with the sword qi. A thunderous boom rang out as the sword qi shattered that force outright, then stabbed directly toward the Northern Dragon King!

Slash!

A soft sound rang out. The Northern Dragon King's dragon robe was sliced open, and a bloody wound appeared across his body!

"Good. Very good. This king will grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes!" the Northern Dragon King said darkly.

"You sure talk a lot of nonsense!" Xiao Yu snapped coldly. His figure suddenly vanished from before the two of them, appearing behind the Western Dragon King in an instant.

"Watch out!" The Northern Dragon King was also startled by Xiao Yu's speed and strength, and hurriedly warned the Western Dragon King.

However, it was already too late. Xiao Yu drove a fierce punch into the Western Dragon