Yao Yulou had killed more of his subordinates than anyone else, so he had to die first...
But Ling Yusong's subordinate froze at those words. He feared he might not be able to kill him.
All he could see in his mind was that blood-red sword strike with which Yao Yulou had slain his companion. It had been utterly terrifying.
That strike had nearly reached the power of the Divine Martial Stage.
Fortunately, Ling Yusong noticed his subordinate's trembling fear and could not help cursing, "Useless trash... Hmph, if you can't kill him, retreat at once and lock onto the woman beside that little Sikong piece of trash instead."
Although Sikong Jing had not given his name, Ling Yusong naturally knew that his surname was the compound surname Sikong.
He had already completely decided that Sikong Jing was the unlucky little wretch within the Blood Demon Grand Formation, a surviving remnant with the compound surname Sikong.
His subordinate froze again, desperately wanting to ask: Why not kill that little Sikong piece of trash?
"Killing that little Sikong piece of trash right now wouldn't be satisfying enough."
"So first, we kill his woman."
From everything that had just happened, Ling Yusong had completely concluded that every arrangement in Overlord Heaven City had been Sikong Jing's handiwork. That little Sikong piece of trash had even used spatial turbulence to injure them several days ago.
Killing him now, of course, would not be satisfying enough.
Moreover, that little Sikong piece of trash was the core of Overlord Heaven City's Army-Slaying Formation, making him equally difficult to kill. Thus, he set his sights on Su Yuexi instead... Destroy his woman, make him go mad, make him rage.
In short, Ling Yusong was going back to test things out...
Whether the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of