Hadluia's abnormality did not attract the attention of those around him.
But at that moment, Hadluia's brain underwent an overwhelming change.
Hadluia's spirit suffered a backlash, and a large amount of negative emotions completely submerged Hadluia like a wave.
A sharp sword appeared in Hadluia's spirit, passing through and destroying wantonly.
At that moment, Hadluia's mental body completely collapsed and he completely lost his self-awareness.
And his eyes were gradually becoming dull and losing their luster.
This strange confrontation lasted for three minutes, which was unprecedented in Hadlua's record in the past.
Old Beckhans noticed something unusual and called softly.
"Hadeluia, Hadluia!"
There was no response, which made Old Beckhans and others look solemn.
But they did not dare to disturb Hadluia, because they knew very well that if they disturbed Hadluia during his spiritual attack, it might cause irreversible fatal consequences.
As for Yang Haoran on the opposite side, he should have been seriously injured and depressed.
At this time, he looked full of energy, and his eyes were as bright as stars.
In this state, it doesn't look like he has been mentally attacked.
Another two minutes passed during the bizarre confrontation.
Suddenly, a thud was heard, and Hadluia, who was standing well, collapsed to the ground.
Looking at his eyes again, they have become extremely empty, like a dead person, and his body is motionless.
Drag Zoroa stood next to Hadlua, took a breath of cold air, and quickly squatted down.
His fingers reached under Hadluia's nose, and his face instantly turned pale.
Let out an exclamation: "Halluiah is dead!"
Old Beckhams was shocked and had not yet finished digesting the news.
Gilmiya, who was beside him, suddenly bumped his knee and knelt down towards Zoroa.
Drag Zoroa's strength lies in the ability to bind, not combat.
Without any preparations, Gilmiya's full blow instantly killed Zoroa.
As a mouthful of blood spurted out, Zoroa's body gradually became limp, lying on the ground like mud.
"Jilimia, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Old Beckhans went crazy. Two of the four presidents died in an instant.
One of them was killed in a sneak attack by Gilmiya. What happened?
Kachu Simai in the distance was also shocked, and suddenly remembered what happened just now.
Why was Yang Haoran defeated by Gilimia? Could that abnormal situation be intentional by Yang Haoran?
Thinking of this, Kachu Simai looked at Yang Haoran with his whole body trembling.
Yang Haoran showed no signs of injury, and his face was rosier than ever.
The smile on his face was even more brilliant, and he was looking at the opposite side with a smile.
"Mr. Yang, did you do this? What happened?"
Yang Haoran glanced at him: "So fighting requires using your brain, and you can make the other party do it on his own, so why do you do it yourself?
Isn't this great now? It's time for these two to fight."
Kachu Simai was completely stunned, Yang Haoran's method was simply unbelievable.
As a person with super powers, Hadluia can only attack mentally.
What Yang Haoran did to Jirimia was basically mental control, which was even more difficult.
At this time, Gilmiya had already stood up, and her eyes turned blood red.
He looked at old Beckhams with great hatred, a ferocious look on his face.
Old Beckhams felt a shudder, but he also understood what happened, and quickly distanced himself from Gilmiya.
He looked at Yang Haoran with a complicated expression, what kind of monster is this? It's simply a devil!
Gilmiya's roar rang out, and he rushed towards Old Beckhans like a madman.
Old Beckhans was indeed very strong back then, otherwise he would not have been able to create the famous Mad Blood Guild.
But he is now fifty-five years old, and both his physical strength and reflexes have deteriorated a lot.
Under Gilmiya's crazy offensive, they quickly fell into a disadvantage.
Gilmiya, on the other hand, fell completely into a state of madness, completely unafraid of pain and fatigue, and crazily overdrafted her body's potential.
"Kachusimai, help me. I agree to reconciliation. I can agree to any conditions you have."
Old Beckhams, who could no longer hold on, was now covered in bruises and sweating profusely.
If you are not careful at all, you will soon be beaten to death by Gilmiya. With no choice, you can only ask for help from Kachusimai.
Kachu Simai ignored it completely and looked at Yang Haoran respectfully.
"Mr. Yang, whatever you say will be done."
Old Beckhams' eyes were horrified, trying his best to hide his deeper hatred.
"Mr. Yang, I am willing to apologize to you. Please help me. As long as you let me survive, I can give you everything the Crazy Blood Guild has!"
Yang Haoran blew a gentle breath and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"These words should be reserved for those souls who died tragically at the hands of the Mad Blood Guild.
I don’t have the power to judge, so I can only choose to send you to see God.”
Old Beckhans was out of breath, his heart filled with hatred and regret.
Why offend this monster? Or, the four of them should not appear in this place at the same time!
But now, no matter what you say, it’s over!
As Gilemia's fatal punch landed on Old Beckhans's eye socket, Old Beckhans finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
Gilmiya had no intention of stopping, and kicked Old Beckhams in the stomach again.
At this moment, old Beckhans, the former strongest man in the Lomi Kingdom, could not die anymore.
When Kachu Simai was sighing with emotion, Yang Haoran patted his shoulder with his hand.
"Kachusimai, I'll leave this last one to you, so be smart about it."
Kachusimai's eyes flashed with a ray of light, and he rushed towards Gilimia.
After a fierce battle, Gilmiya has actually reached the end of her strength.
If he hadn't been in a state of madness, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold on long ago.
With Kachusimai's punch, Gilmiya fell to the ground.
There was no fighting process at all, which actually gave Kachu Simai a feeling of unfinished business.
Looking at Gilmiya's body, Kachusmai shuddered.
Perhaps this guy was not beaten to death by him at all, but died of exhaustion.
Yang Haoran's methods are simply miraculous.
At this time, intensive gunshots rang out outside.
Kachusimai's eyes lit up, and he showed a victor's smile. The Crazy Blood Guild was completely finished.