"Bang!"
Heavy landing, the stones beneath shattered into pieces.
King Yan's face was covered in blood, filled with a murderous aura.
"Boom~"
A sound of an arrow, whoosh~ blood spurted wildly, Yu shot King Yan with an arrow before leaving.
This infuriated King Yan, who was absorbed in battle; just as he prepared to chase Yu, Lin Zifeng punched him from behind, sending him flying dozens of meters, crashing onto the roadside flower bed, lying quietly on the ground, uncertain of being alive or dead.
"How could the strongest King die easily, get up."
Lin Zifeng didn't care if he was dead or alive, reached for a sharp stone on the ground, ran forward, and smashed the sharp stone at King Yan's head.
"Snap~"
Hardly regaining consciousness, King Yan's forehead was struck by the stone again, crashing away once more.
"Spurt~"
Blood stained Lin Zifeng's face, all traces left by King Yan.
"Snap~"
