Defeating the Tyrant King

"You think you can see the Tyrant King whenever you want?" The Tyrant King's subordinates surrounded them, led by that same sinister long-haired middle-aged man.

"Having you call the Tyrant King over is for your own good."

After so many days, Ye Chen had more or less figured out the situation in Black Mountain District. This Tyrant King was not the strongest on Third Devouring Island, but he was indeed the most ruthless. Otherwise, he would not have collected so many True Essence Crystals.

"Brat, you're courting death."

Seeing Ye Chen act so arrogantly, how could the Tyrant King's subordinates, who had always been overbearing, endure it? With several swishes, four burly men at the Late Spirit Sea Realm leaped out and attacked Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng together.

Ye Chen did not even need to draw his sword. He simply slashed out with a sword finger.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Even a single sword finger was more than the four of them could withstand. One after another, they were flung into the air like tattered sacks and sent flying backward.

"Impressive!"

"Beat those bloodsucking bastards to death!"

In this short span of time, quite a few people had already gathered around. Seeing that Ye Chen was merely at the Late Spirit Sea Realm Peak yet had defeated four of the Tyrant King's subordinates in one move, they felt incomparably gratified.

"Brat, no wonder you're so arrogant. You do have some skill." The sinister middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, cold light surging within them. He waved his hand, sending all the subordinates behind him forward.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

To become one of the Tyrant King's subordinates, one had to be at least at the middle Spirit Sea Realm. More than ten people at or above the middle Spirit Sea Realm