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Chapter 1850

Chapter 1850

"Run!" Many people shouted at the same time and ran for their lives one by one.

The most powerful person in the Holy Realm is the existence that makes them despair, how can they dare to stay and die!

But, they obviously thought too much!

"Can you run away?" Before the group of people could run a few steps, Xuanyuan Hong's voice came from behind.

Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming wave of air roared over, and hundreds of people were immediately blown away at the same time.

For a moment, the air was filled with human figures, and twenty or thirty of them had already lost their breath before they fell to the ground.

Dozens of other people were not much better. They fell to the ground hard and died with their heads tilted.

Taking hundreds of lives with one palm, this is the terror of a strong man in the Holy Realm.

"Let's go together and fight him!" A seventh-grade supreme man shouted and rushed towards Xuanyuan Hong.

"Fight!" Dozens of men and women in the middle supreme stage responded at the same time, following closely behind.

For them, rather than running for their lives and being killed, it is better to fight to the death, and maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

Of course, this is just their wishful thinking!

"act recklessly!"

Xuanyuan Hong replied coldly, without even seeing how he took action, a majestic momentum immediately shook from his body.

boom!

After the air wave passed, just like those before, dozens of people flew out at the same time and fell to the ground in a mess, leaving no one alive.

Plop!

After the remaining three to four hundred people saw this, they could no longer stand and knelt down one after another.

"Please forgive me, please don't kill me!"

"I surrender, I surrender!"

"Sir, please spare my life!"

“…..”

Everyone kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Kneel down honestly!" After Xuanyuan Hong finished speaking, he walked to He Lin: "Legion Commander, how are you? Can you still hold on?"

"Thank you, Elder Xuanyuan, I'm fine!" He Lin said gratefully.

"You should rest for a while. The Holy Son will be here soon. They should have healing elixirs on them!" Xuanyuan Hong said after roughly checking his situation.

"Thank you!" He Lin nodded in response.

Then, Xuanyuan Hong took action to stabilize the injuries of several seriously injured compatriots, and then concentrated on waiting for Ling Hao and his party.

About twenty minutes later, the snow chariot drove into the manor compound.

"Meet the Dragon Lord!" He Lin and others stood up to say hello.

"No need to be polite!" Ling Hao waved his hand.

While talking, he took a general look at the situation at the scene.

After seeing the corpses of several compatriots lying on the ground, his brows furrowed tightly, and a cold murderous intent filled his body.

Qin Yuxin and others also looked very ugly and felt very heavy.

"Chen Xi, Xuan Pang, look at everyone's injuries!" After a brief pause, Ling Hao explained in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Xuan Chenxi and his sister responded and got busy.

"Holy Son, the leader of the other party is over there!"

Xuanyuan Hong raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the hook-nosed old man. He had obviously deliberately spared the other man's life.

"Yeah!" Ling Hao nodded and walked over.

After a while, he walked up to him, and a few wisps of finger wind popped up and penetrated into the opponent's body, sealing away the little remaining power he had.

"Remember, I only ask all questions once. You'd better think carefully before answering!" Ling Hao then asked.

"Which countries are there among the people who came today?"

"Bah!" The hook-nosed man spat out a mouthful of blood: "Stop talking nonsense and give me a good time!"

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