At this moment, Ba Yuan was in terrible shape, and he couldn't see the high-spirited and arrogant appearance he had before.
"Who are you!?" Ba Yuan asked in a trembling voice with blood still dripping from his broken jaw.
"I said I am Fang Yu, but as for who I am... I'm just an ordinary person." Fang Yu said with a slight smile.
Ba Yuan's eyes were full of shock and fear.
The True Dragon Tyrant Body he used was taught by his husband, the Dragon-Suppressing Heavenly Lord, one of the Eight Heavenly Lords!
After this hegemonic blessing, he will have the aura of a true dragon and master the magical powers of the dragon clan.
But he didn't even have a chance to show it off before he was crushed by Fang Yu in front of him.
And the golden dragon on Fang Yu's body made him even more frightened, and he still hasn't calmed down yet.
In the end, even the true dragon origin given to him by Zhenlong Tianjun... was absorbed by Fang Yu.
There is only fear in Ba Yuan's heart at this moment!
Fang Yu’s fear!
Other than that, there are no other ideas.
…
In the third department.
The overwhelming pressure has dissipated.
Many monks in the camp breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the sky, and found that the ghost shadow had also dissipated.
The super strong spiritual pressure from the Earth Immortal level no longer exists.
Is this... a victory?
Qiu Liang and Ren Le next to him looked at each other, their faces still full of shock.
They had been desperate before.
Unexpectedly, after a while... the situation suddenly reversed.
"Master Fang...really defeated the Eight Yuan Commander?" Ren Le's eyes widened and he murmured to himself.
"Whoosh..."
Just when he was still in shock, a figure rose into the sky not far away.
Judging from the breath, it is Tiannan who is rising into the sky.
"...Let's go up and take a look!" Qiu Liang gritted his teeth, calmed down and said to Ren Le.
"Okay!" Ren Le agreed with suppressed excitement on his face.
"Whizzing!"
The two of them took off one after another.
…
"How do you feel? Ba Yuan, do you want to continue playing?" Fang Yu asked with a warm and innocent smile.
"No, no, no..." Ba Yuan was extremely frightened and shook his head repeatedly.
"You made the right choice. Now you have been beaten from eight yuan to only two yuan. If you continue to beat me, you may not even be worth fifty cents." Fang Yu joked.
Ba Yuan couldn't understand Fang Yu's sarcasm, and his fear was still there.
"Since you have given up, you should know what to do next, right?" Fang Yu asked with a cold look in his eyes.
Ba Yuan looked at Fang Yu, his eyes widened.
He knew what Fang Yu was talking about.
Fang Yu wants him to hand over the power to control the ten major departments in the Eastern Region!
His power as the commander of the Seven Stars!
For him, this power is his lifeblood.
But now, when his real life is threatened, he has no choice.
"Actually, I don't need to ask you." Fang Yu said.
"Whoosh!"
Then, he grabbed the eight yuan and rushed towards the flywheel platform at the rear.
"call out……"
After a while, he arrived in front of the flywheel platform and was suspended at a high position directly in front of the flywheel platform.
At this time, nearly a thousand monks on the flywheel platform were still in a state of disbelief.
They saw the eight yuan in Fang Yu's hand.
The body was twisted, the face was covered with blood, and the whole head was beaten and collapsed in all directions, it was too horrible to look at.
Is this really their Seven Star Commander, Lord Eight Yuan!?
How can it be……
"You, how dare you seriously injure Mr. Ba Yuan, you know..."
"Let's take action together and save Master Yayuan!"
"Whizzing!"
Dongfang Song and another six-star commander came to their senses, roared and rushed towards Fang Yu.
"boom!"
But at this moment, Fang Yu, who was high up, suddenly raised his right palm and pressed down.
"boom!"
The violent release of true energy directly forced the entire flywheel platform downwards for a certain distance.
The ultimate coercion weighed on every monk on the flywheel platform.
The monk with lower cultivation level couldn't resist, his knees bent and he fell to his knees.
Even many star-level commanders with higher cultivation levels still feel stiff in their limbs, and their shoulders are as heavy as carrying a mountain, making it difficult to move.
The nearly a thousand subordinates brought by Ba Yuan all looked horrified at this moment, looking up at Fang Yu in the sky.
The fairy clothes on Fang Yu's body had now turned into white clothes.
Fluttering white clothes and aloof temperament.
"I will only give you one chance. Either kneel down and surrender, or... I will kill you all." Fang Yu glanced condescendingly at the group of monks and spoke with a stern face.
As he spoke, he held the eight yuan that was seriously injured in his hand high in front of him.
"Uh-huh..."
The powerful Qi directly acts on Ba Yuan's body.
Ba Yuan trembled all over and let out a miserable scream.
Seeing this scene, there is not a single monk in Feiluntai Mountain who does not feel that his entire body is cold and filled with fear.
Even Master Ba Yuan was no match for Fang Yu, yet he was tortured to such a miserable state...
Do they still need to take action!?
Taking action means death!
Realizing this, the hearts of many monks on the flywheel platform were beating fast.
Many monks with lower cultivation levels could no longer bear the pressure and knelt down.
But the commander-level elites with higher cultivation level gritted their teeth and were still struggling.
They represent the most powerful forces in the Eastern Region.
If they really kneel down to Fang Yu, it means... that the entire eastern region of the Kaishan Alliance has surrendered!
This is a very important event!
Once word spreads, it will be a devastating blow to the majesty of the Kaishan Alliance!
And these kneeling monks will be regarded as shameful and traitors by the Kaishan Alliance, and they will be killed without mercy!
But if they don't kneel down... they might die now!
How to choose? How to choose!?
"Why don't you let Ba Yuan give you some advice?" Fang Yu turned Ba Yuan around and faced the many subordinates on the flywheel platform.
"Kneel down, kneel down...you guys, kneel down!" Ba Yuan's body was dripping with blood, he was shaking violently, and his voice became indistinct.
Witnessing the tragic situation of Ba Yuan again, many of the subordinates on the flywheel platform... could no longer resist the fear in their hearts.
"Puff puff……"
One by one, they knelt down with bloodless faces.
The higher the level, the more unwilling it is.
But in the end, only Dongfang Songshi was left... He looked at Ba Yuan and Fang Yu, who was as powerful as a rainbow, and could only kneel down with a pale face.
At this point, Ba Yuan and the elite subordinates he brought... all knelt down and surrendered to Fang Yu!
The dignity of the Eastern Region Division of the Kaishan Alliance was trampled under his feet by Fang Yu!
"this……"
This scene happened to be witnessed by Tian Nan, Qiu Liang and Ren Le who had just arrived.
The three of them are the most powerful people in the Third Department, and they sound like they hold a high position of authority.
But now those who kneel down and surrender to Fang Yu...are all the core senior officials from the Eastern Territory!
There are four-star, five-star, and six-star commanders inside, all of whom are their upper echelons!
But these high-ranking figures have lowered their proud heads and trembled at the feet of Fang Yu, who was dressed in white.
This scene will definitely become an extremely important chapter in the history of Xuyuan Realm!