Living Toward Death

In the blink of an eye, all the Abyssal Martial Artists had been beheaded.

Yang Ling killed his way through them, scattering Red Copper Ore Marrow as he went.

Each piece held a corpse of immense value.

They were the tools he needed to break this deadlock.

After dealing with the Abyssal Martial Artists, he turned to the remaining Fourth Grade Beast Kings.

To him now, fighting one-on-one or against a crowd made no difference.

With his firepower fully unleashed, Instant Slash alone was enough to defeat his enemies with ease.

Paired with the White Bone General, he was unstoppable!

The Great Dream Dynasty's Grandmasters were somewhat dumbfounded.

Things had already developed far beyond what they had imagined.

"Brother Min Luo, are we really just going to stand here and watch?"

Jiang Xun asked cautiously.

Min Luo's face was livid, and his eyes kept darting toward Steward You.

What else could they do besides watch?

Anyone who dared approach the Yang fellow now would be beheaded.

Not to mention that the number one expert of the Upper Fourth Grade Heaven Ranking was watching them.

"Damn it, his White Bone Primordial Spirit Method has actually reached such a profound level!"

"When he fought me before, he never used this method. We all mistakenly believed that the limit of his strength was only slightly above mine!"

Cold sweat began to seep continuously from Min Luo's forehead.

"Min Luo, are you afraid?"

The wound on Steward You's abdomen had already healed, and new organs were regenerating.

His combat strength had basically recovered to seventy or eighty percent. Dealing with Min Luo would not be a problem.

"Steward You, we had no choice."

Min Luo clasped his hands and forced a bitter smile.

"It was an order from above. How could juniors like us