Popular recommendations:

"I never thought that the Yun family would fight with Prince Quming's palace. Leader Yang Mo, your methods are really admirable. I recognize you."

The black leader found a step, turned around and left.

Prince Quming's palace was destroyed, and the remaining people had no choice but to run away. If he continued to challenge Yang Mo, they would have no choice but to die.

The other people who followed him also left one after another.

"How many of you, just forget it like this? Isn't it inappropriate?"

Just when everyone thought the dispute was about to subside, Yang Mo suddenly stood up, and the long knife in his hand rubbed against the ground, making a sound.

His actions shocked several people.

The black leader frowned: "Chief Yang Mo, what do you want to do?"

"Friend, I'm afraid you have forgotten what I just said. Anyone who wants to enter it will die!"

As he spoke, Yang Mo suddenly erupted, all the pressure was released at the same time, the dragon spread out in nine steps, and reached the top of the black leader's head with one step, and slashed down with the long knife at the same time.

The power of the dragon, combined with the dragon's nine steps, was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. Before the person could react, the long knife had fallen and his head rolled down.

Yang Mo didn't stop. Killing a ninth-level plastic god was no longer worth paying attention to.

The dragon took nine steps and fell on the second step, heading straight for another black man.

Yang Mo, who had awakened the blood of the dragon clan, the power of this kick was several times that of before. A master of shaping the gods was trampled to pieces.

Then, comes the third step.

Until now, no one has fought back, and everyone is running away.

They were not Yang Mo's opponents in the first place, and they only expressed their agreement when they stood up. They did not expect that Yang Mo would be so domineering and take action directly.

The person who was targeted was frightened to death and kept roaring: "Yang Mo, how dare you go on a killing spree here? If you continue like this, everyone will not tolerate you. I am not your enemy of the Dragon Kingdom, you cannot kill me.

"

"So what if I kill you?"

Yang Mo snorted coldly and dropped his foot.

boom!

Another leader, his soul is gone.

None of his men came to rescue, they either ran away or stayed idle.

Everyone around looked at this scene with their scalps numb.

Overseas battlefields are the most chaotic places in the world, and they are also the places where the most people die.

However, the master of shaping the gods rarely showed up, let alone died.

But today, they only have one thought: God-shaping masters can die just as easily as opening pulses.

"Leader Yang Mo, please spare your life."

"Leader Yang Mo, I have a very good relationship with Elder Pavilion."

"Chief, I am being used."

... ...

For a time, roars came one after another, and they were afraid when they saw Yang Mo going on a killing spree again.

They originally thought that with so many powerful forces, leader Yang Mo would not dare to take action to offend the public.

But Yang Mo seemed to be crazy, no matter who he was, he would kill without mercy, no matter how he was not afraid.

If there is no one above the Plastic God, who else can compete with Yang Mo?

People like them can only be ravaged.

"Offending the public? I'm not afraid. Our Dragon Pavilion has always been a well-off society. Anyone who provokes me must be prepared to be killed. If anyone is dissatisfied with me, feel free to stand up. If any of you really kill me, then

I admire him." Yang Mo said loudly.

Everywhere he passed was a mess.

Even bystanders felt numb.

Long Tianwei and his men followed Yang Mo, cleaning the battlefield and seizing the loot.

They were almost numb.

Before coming, many people were prepared to die in battle.

But now, you can get a lot of loot without doing anything, and it couldn't be more exciting.

"Leader Yang Mo, give me some face and stop."

When Yang Mo was chasing a leader, an old man stood up and stopped in front of Yang Mo.

This man has a white head and a large black mole between his eyebrows, making him look extremely old.

"Master Feng He, do you want to protect him?" Yang Mo asked lightly.

Feng Heshangren, the undefeated myth of overseas battlefields, this person has risen to prominence a hundred years ago, participated in countless battles with foreign races, walked through countless forbidden areas, and survived in the end.

This person is also the only person who has survived on overseas battlefields for a hundred years. He can be called a living fossil. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the first person in overseas battlefields.

Master Feng He's power, Zuilongshan, also became the top power because of him alone, and was tied with the Yun family.

Facing the appearance of Master Feng He, all those who fled breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chief Yang Mo, I'm asking for a favor and let them go." Master Feng He spoke calmly.

"Them? All of them?" Yang Mo asked back.

He thought Master Feng He was only interceding for this one person, but he didn't expect it was for everyone.

"Yes, Leader Yang Mo. Today, you have killed enough people and let us see your power. From now on, no one will dare to offend you again. Today, please give me some face and let them go."

.This is an overseas battlefield, and foreigners may attack at any time, and they need to defend themselves against foreigners." Master Fenghe said.

Yang Mo pondered for a while and said: "Since senior has spoken, I will give him some face. I can let the others go, but not this one. He is the leader and must die."

He didn't originally want to kill them all, but he definitely wouldn't keep the few leaders who had emerged.

If these people are left behind, not only will they not be grateful, they will still stand up and be hostile to him when they see the opportunity.

He didn't care, but there were still so many followers, so he definitely couldn't add enemies to his own people.

As for resisting alien races, are these people definitely needed? Even here, fewer strong men die in battles in this world than in fighting alien races.

Master Feng He looked calm: "Chief Yang Mo, Xiaobai's grandfather and I are old friends. His grandfather asked me to take care of him. I will not watch him be killed. You are forcing me to take action."

At this time, another person came quickly and landed not far from the two of them.

This man is dressed in purple and has the aura of a king.

"Twin Kings, do you want to intervene?" Yang Mo looked over.

Twin Mountains are also top powers.

The strongest ones are the two kings, the elder brother is the king of heaven and the younger brother is the king of earth.

The two are twins and have the same mind. Especially when fighting, they cooperate very closely and can't find any flaws.

The most terrifying thing is that if one of the two brothers breaks through, the other will follow suit, making promotion much easier.

A few years ago, the two brothers both broke through the Plastic God.

"That's right, Yang Mo, you killed too many people today. If you only deal with Prince Quming's Mansion, we won't care. But if you want to deal with so many people, we will never stand idly by. Stop!"

The Gemini King has a tough attitude, and the last two words are like an order, there is no doubt about it.
Chapter completed!