While speaking, the invincible aura arose on Liu Yutao's body.

Even in the arena, how could Liu Yutao be afraid of the so-called Wan Beast Clan?

Faced with Liu Yutao's provocation, everyone present was angry, but as long as they met Liu Yutao's gaze, they were not controlled and timid to avoid it.

Cowardly! After countless escapes, they have lost the courage to challenge the strong. They only dare to do things within their abilities, dare not force themselves, nor dare to challenge themselves.

"Useless person."

Liu Yutao sighed and said, "You might as well die directly."

"Liu Yutao, what is there to be proud of when bullying the weak?"

Zhang Long gritted his teeth and said, he did not expect that the conversation with Liu Yutao would unfold like this. He was still angry, but he was helpless.

"Do you bully the weak?"

Liu Yutao was so sorry that he sneered: "You just rely on reasoning with the Wan Beast Clan?

Can't your relatives, your friends, awaken you?”

"This mentality will only fall into endless struggle, and here, we cannot be opponents of the Ten Thousand Beasts, it is just a self-destruction."

Zhang Longzhan stood up and said, "Maybe you have a good sense of truth, but just now, when Zhutian was about to be here, why didn't you say it?"

"And, wasn't your friend also arrested by Zhutian?

Why don’t you resist?”

Zhang Long asked.

When they heard Zhang Long's questioning, the people around him immediately felt like they had caught a life-saving straw, and they all agreed and condemned Liu Yutao, as if they had forgotten that they had just feared Liu Yutao's power.

"Yes, so I said I won't reason with you."

Liu Yutao laughed and said, "Why aren't you afraid that I will kill you if you say that?"

"If you want to kill me, you want to kill me. If I can run away, I will run away. If I can't run away, I will accept my fate."

Zhang Long said.

"It seems that you are completely unsuccessful."

Liu Yutao glanced at the people around him and continued, "But that's all. Can you scold me to death with Zhang Long?"

The momentum that he raised his head just now was suppressed by Liu Yutao's words again.

"Zhang Long, do you dare to fight me?"

Liu Yutao sarcastically said.

Zhang Long had a look of shame and anger. He knew that he had suppressed his cultivation for many years. Although he was still a sixth-level saint, the backlash of suppressing his cultivation made him unable to compare with ordinary sixth-level saints, let alone the person in front of him exuded the evil aura of fighting all directions.

Zhang Long felt inferior to such a person.

To win, that is impossible.

Zhang Long looked at his tribe members and saw fear and humiliation on their faces, but no one dared to raise his head. At this moment, he truly realized that his tribe had no future.

That’s right, Liu Yutao can take them back to the lower level interface now, but what can this be done?

These people have lost their fighting spirit and no original intention to practice Taoism. Even in the lower level interface, they are no match for saints of the same level.

Before I started fighting, I had already lost in my heart.

No more soul.

At this moment, Zhang Long felt sad. These people were preserved by countless people who fought hard. They felt that they could suffer and be humiliated, but they must keep the flame of hope for the tribe. But now it seems that the flame has been extinguished.

"war!"

Zhang Long suddenly roared, and this shouted out all the humiliation and reluctance in his heart.

If a person dies like a lamp extinguishes, and a saint dies, then nothing will be left.

However, sometimes, before a person dies, the lamp has lost its light and heat. What is the difference between death?

It's just a shameful and persistent breath.

Zhang Long had only an impulse in his heart at this moment. He wanted to let his tribe see that he had the courage to fight and die.

Death is not that scary.

Liu Yutao smiled slightly and whispered to himself: "It's okay."

Peng! The powerful aura was released from Zhang Long. He had not practiced for a long time. Maybe he had not used martial arts for a long time. He had been suppressing his own cultivation and bowing his head to be a human being. But at this moment, he wanted to release all his strength. Even if he died, he needed to let the descendants of his clan see with his own eyes... What a saint is! "Liu Yutao, come on!"

Zhang Long suddenly raised his punch and bombarded Liu Yutao with an extremely powerful aura.

However, the momentum came to an abrupt end, and his fist was already held by Liu Yutao, and the powerful momentum just now melted like spring snow.

In the face of absolute power, will and momentum are not of much use.

Zhang Long opened his eyes wide. He didn't know that the gap between him and Liu Yutao was so big. He realized that he could not win, but this terrifying sense of powerlessness shocked him again.

Is this still a sixth-level saint?

Liu Yutao's power is infinitely close to the seventh-level saint. Before becoming a seventh-level saint, Liu Yutao already possessed the power comparable to the seventh-level saint because of two seeds of law. When he was in the True God Site, many high-level saints such as Baili Yu were played with by Liu Yutao in his palms.

The reason why Liu Yutao was unable to defeat the powerful people of the Martial God Team was because of the gap in realm, not strength.

Now, facing this same situation in the state, let alone Zhang Long, who is not even as good as Baili Yu, even if everyone present comes together, Liu Yutao can handle it calmly.

Power is Liu Yutao's arrogant capital.

"Where are you?"

Liu Yutao sneered at the people around him: "I want to kill him. Are you planning to just watch it or run away?"

"war!"

"kill!"

A roar suddenly sounded in the crowd, and then, the anger was spreading continuously as if it was contagious. They roared and rushed towards Liu Yutao, as if they were going to fight against Liu Yutao.

However, quantity is also useless.

Countless angry attacks fell into Liu Yutao's hands but became soft and powerless. In the understatement, all of them were resolved by Liu Yutao.

While resolving it, Liu Yutao continued to mock these people, as if he wanted to evoke out the anger in their hearts and burn it.

"Stop it all!"

Zhang Long suddenly shouted.

Everyone stopped and looked at Zhang Long quietly.

"Liu Yutao, I understand what you mean."

Zhang Long said: "You are right. Our current situation is not qualified to be a saint at all. I hope you can help us. We will not give in. We are willing to follow you and launch a counterattack on the Ten Thousand Beasts!"

"Why should I help you?"

Liu Yutao disagreed.
Chapter completed!