"What's going on?"

"Where are so many strong people coming from?"

The strong men from the Spirit Hall were quickly killed. Zi Ji and Xiaolongnu's huge bodies could kill several of them at will when they fought against the titled Douluo.

Now that Angel Yan and the others are coming, the people in the Spirit Hall are even more powerless to resist.

Dozens of powerful men from the Martial Soul Hall, watching their companions die one by one, their bodies are covered in coldness, and they feel a bone-broken chill.

How is it possible?

How is this possible?

Their Soul Palace has dispatched so many powerful people, four titled Douluo, and more than forty soul saints, and strong people of the Douluo level have been crushed.

"Puff." A titled Douluo was pierced by Zi Ji's claws because he was not restrained by others. His head was slapped and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, all the people in the Spirit Hall widened their eyes in disbelief. The invincible elder in their eyes was dead.

"Elder Ju."

Zhao Ming looked around the audience and looked at Juyueguan coldly.

"Zhao Ming, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply. So many strong people, as well as the soul beast king, are used by you." Ju Yueguan took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart.

They far underestimated Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming was much more terrifying than they thought.

The price of underestimating Zhao Ming is that they all will die. The four titled Douluo, as well as so many Soul Saints and Soul Douluo, the great cause of the Wuhun Palace family will also be severely damaged.

The killing continued, and soon Zi Ji and the others killed all the powerful people in the Wuhun Palace on the field. Without the restraint of the strong, they could kill those weak people at will.

Ju Yueguan felt a little cold when he watched this scene.

His crimes are unforgivable for their Martial Spirit Hall to suffer such great losses this time.

"Zhao Ming, kill me." Juyueguan looked at Zhao Ming and said slightly.

Zhao Ming is so powerful that he is powerless to resist. Although he is a little stronger than those titled Douluo, he is not much stronger.

There are many people around Zhao Ming who are stronger than him. How can he escape?

Zhao Ming looked at Juyueguan and waved the sword in his hand, directly chopping off Juyueguan's right arm. He broke his right arm and would no longer be able to exert his strong strength after Juyueguan.

"Ah." Ju Yueguan screamed and hugged his right arm.

"I won't kill you today, I will destroy you. I hope you will have a long memory in the future."

"I also advise her that the Wuhun Palace has been passed down for so many years, and I don't want it to happen to anything." Zhao Ming said, then turned around and left.

"Okay." Ju Yueguan's face was complicated, and there was a hint of bitterness when he looked at Zhao Ming and the others leaving.

How should he go back to face the Pope?

Moreover, Zhao Ming also wanted him to go back and convince the Pope to surrender to him. How could this be possible?

How arrogant the Pope is, how could he be controlled by others?

But no matter what, after today, their prestige in the mainland will be reduced by a lot. There are so many people in the Spirit Hall, who siege one, but they are defeated so miserably.

What majesty is there in their Martial Spirit Hall?
Chapter completed!