Liang Xuanmei wanted to swallow the word "surrender" back.
But... is there any other option now besides surrender?
If we don't bow our heads and surrender, I'm afraid everyone will be beaten to death by the people from Wangyou Island.
Maybe the consequences of surrender will be extremely miserable, but in order to survive, what does it matter if you humiliate a little?
Liang Xuanmei painfully stepped forward and walked towards the owner of Wangyou Island over there.
She has resigned herself to her fate!
Perhaps, this is the destination!
She no longer thinks about other endings.
But just then...
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
...
A dull sound came from not far away, followed by a large number of figures flying towards here.
Bang!
A figure suddenly fell in front of Liang Xuanmei.
Liang Xuanmei was slightly startled, then looked down and saw that this was an elite disciple.
His chest was completely sunken, his mouth was full of blood, his facial features were protruding, and his eyes were about to burst out of their sockets.
This is completely the result of suffering an extremely powerful blow!
What's going on?
Liang Xuanmei was frightened.
Was it done by the disciples from the outer island?
But among the disciples on the outer island, who can be the opponent of the elite disciples?
However, before Liang Xuanmei could think more, a disciple from the inner island rushed over.
"Liang Xuanmei, you rip-off bitch! Die!" The inner island disciple roared angrily, and punched Liang Xuanmei's head hard with his fist.
There is no hint of sympathy at all.
Liang Xuanmei's pretty face changed instantly, and she stepped back repeatedly to try to parry.
At this time...
Whoosh!
Another figure suddenly flew over and hit the inner island disciple directly in the back.
The inner island disciple was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground on the spot and passed out.
Liang Xuanmei was startled, and when she looked closely, she realized that the flying figure also had a sunken chest and was vomiting blood and was half-dead...
How could this happen?
Liang Xuanmei quickly raised her head.
But several more figures were seen flying over, and in addition, there were a lot of miserable screams and wails.
She anxiously looked at the source of those flying figures.
It’s Lin Yang!
This source actually comes from where Lin Yang is!
At this moment, Lin Yang was still surrounded by a large number of inner island disciples and masters. His hands could not move and were unable to stand vertically, but his feet were like strong winds, violently kicking those who were approaching.
Every kick can knock people away, or knock down a large number of people.
And every person who was kicked had burst blood vessels, broken bones, vomited blood, and was either dead or injured.
This man's feet are as strong as a thousand pounds.
Shockingly terrifying.
Liang Xuanmei stared blankly, her mind going blank.
Hundreds of people besieged him, and he was able to fend them off with just his legs.
The ancient god of war... I'm afraid it's nothing more than that, right?
As more and more people flew out, the people besieging Lin Yang became more and more frightened.
"No...no...no...we can't beat..."
"This person is so perverted!"
"If we get hit, we will be crippled even if we don't die. We are no match at all..."
"Run away...run away..."
The disciples on the inner island were frightened and panicked, and they ran away eagerly one by one.
"What are you doing? Come on, come on, kill him! Kill him quickly!"
