The Fall of the Three Dragon Kings

Above the void, Xiao Yu's robes fluttered without 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 Fire wrapped around the longsword, carrying an aura that struck fear into the soul.

With a flash, the North Dragon King and West Dragon King charged toward Xiao Yu.

The North Dragon King possessed the strength of a Late Three Star Dou Sheng, while the West Dragon King was a Two-Star Dou Saint Late Stage. Their terrifying auras collided with Xiao Yu's, making Zi Yan and Hei Qing, who stood behind them, narrow their eyes slightly.

Xiao Yu stomped his foot, and a blade of Sword Qi shot forth from his longsword. With a ripping sound, the space along its path was violently sliced apart.

The North Dragon King was startled. With a sweep of his sleeve, a terrifying burst of force shot out and collided head-on with the Sword Qi. With a deafening boom, the Sword Qi shattered that force directly before stabbing straight toward the North Dragon King!

Rip!

With a soft sound, the North Dragon King's dragon robe was sliced apart before a bloody gash appeared on his body!

"Good... very good! I will grind your bones to ashes!" the North Dragon King said with a gloomy expression.

"You talk too much!" Xiao Yu shouted coldly. His figure abruptly vanished from before the two men and instantly appeared behind the West Dragon King.

"Watch out!" The North Dragon King was also shocked by Xiao Yu's speed and strength and hurriedly warned the West Dragon King.

However, it was already too late. Xiao Yu smashed his fist viciously into the West Dragon King's back.

The West Dragon King