Chapter 428 The Terror of the Powerful Men of Daxia, the Gap Is Like a Chasm,

Chapter 428: The terror of Daxia’s strong men, the gap is like a chasm, Yuwen Tianlong’s confusion and despair.

"Papa papa ~"

Crisp and fierce slaps exploded in the air.

Like a series of firecrackers, it is shocking.

The arms of that ninth-grade Daxia expert were like strong bamboos in the strong wind.

Swinging quickly and with great force.

Every move brought out ethereal yet oppressive phantoms, as if even the air was being torn apart by force.

At the same time, during the beating, the strong man's eyes were as cold as a knife, and his movements were precise and ruthless.

The dense slaps in the face echoed over the silent battlefield, like the mockery of death, which was horrifying.

At this moment, Yuwen Tianlong, the leader of the main human exploration team, is suffering unprecedented pain and torture.

The cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of the mouth were bloodshot.

His body was also swaying under the opponent's violent attack, looking extremely embarrassed.

Judging from the physical blows visible to the naked eye, he was already scarred.

And from the inner world, he endured unspeakable humiliation and pain.

Every loud slap is like a heavy hammer hitting the dignity, shattering the pride instantly.

I never expected the majestic and heroic scene that Yuwen Tianlong originally imagined, fighting alone against the crowd.

In reality, it encountered such a cruel and ruthless reversal.

I thought I could single-handedly turn the tide and sweep away my opponents with lightning power, but in fact I was met with a cold and direct slap in the face.

Anyone who comes out will be beaten to the point of being unable to fight back.

Moreover, it was still a humiliating beating.

Some people are alive, but they are already dead.

Today, Yuwen Tianlong is like this.

In this short moment, Yuwen Tianlong fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.

My heart went through the initial anger, then the rage, and finally the numbness.

The eyes also gradually extinguished from the initial blazing fire to a lifeless ashes.

The transformation from passionate to despair is like a soul-stirring tragedy of life, which makes people feel nervous.

Some people are alive, but he is dead.

At this moment, Yuwen Tianlong seemed like a person who was alive but had actually been completely defeated.

The pride and dignity they once had were trampled to pieces in this duel.

This battle has undoubtedly become the most painful lesson in life and the darkest memory deep in my heart.

Below the battle scene, the talented disciples who rushed out after hearing the sound were all stunned and looking up at the surging sky, as if they were completely shocked by the sight in their eyes.

The battle that was about to break out below seemed to have been pressed on the pause button at this moment.

The entire space was filled with an extremely oppressive dead silence.

The air seemed to be frozen, and it was so heavy that people couldn't breathe.

Without exception, expressions of confusion and despair appeared on the faces of all the geniuses.

It is a deep awe of the unknown and powerful power, and also a helpless sigh of one's own insignificance.

Even Elder Yuwen, the long-famous and powerful ninth-grade expert, was beaten to such a state that he looked like a grandson.

This undoubtedly casts a thick layer of gloom in the hearts of many talented people.

Seeing this scene, all the geniuses couldn't help but make secret calculations in their hearts.

Since even Elder Yuwen cannot resist the other party, is it necessary to continue this battle?

This problem is like a huge stone, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, filling the world with a strong sense of despair and powerlessness.

After a brief silence, the correct answer flashed across everyone's minds like stars across the night sky.

The answer to this question was not a sudden epiphany, but it had always been as obvious as the light of dawn illuminating the earth.

It's just that I resisted in my heart and didn't want to admit it at the first time.

In these few breaths, it seemed that even the air had solidified.

High in the sky, the ninth-grade Daxia expert seemed to have lost his patience.

There was a hint of boredom and indifference in his eyes, as if telling everyone that he was tired of fighting.

Or maybe it's because he doesn't want to waste his precious time on such a game that has no suspense.

Not a word more was said, even a word seemed redundant.

He raised his hand slightly, and his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water. They seemed casual but contained thunderous power.

In an instant, Yuwen Tianlong's energy and blood were dispersed and his mental power was sealed.

He could easily catch his whole body in his hands like an eagle catching a chicken.

This scene happened so quickly that the victory or defeat was decided before many people could even blink.

After that, this ninth-grade Daxia expert cast his gaze downwards.

His eyes were like a cold wind sweeping across the battlefield, making all the geniuses feel awe in their hearts.

The power and determination contained in his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all hypocrisy and pretense and reach deep into the heart.

The entire world seemed to be shrouded in this gaze, and the geniuses held their breaths in unison, as if waiting for the next unknown verdict.

in the next moment.

"Danglang~"

A certain disciple suddenly felt a turbulent wave in his heart, and was instantly swallowed up by endless fear and panic.

There was an unconcealable look of despair in his eyes.

He stood stiffly on the spot, like a weathered stone statue.

The weapon in his hand slipped down helplessly under the action of gravity, making a crisp and cold "clang" sound.

Like an echo in the valley in the middle of the night, it echoed in the oppressive air for a long time.

Then, such a suffocating scene seemed to trigger a chain reaction.

"Clang~clang~clang~clang~"

A series of similar sounds followed one after another, forming a tragic and helpless symphony in this moment.

Those young warriors who were praised as geniuses in the main human race.

At this moment, they all chose to give up resistance.

They threw down their weapons one after another, letting them fall on the hard ground, splashing dust.

Faced with the desperate situation before them, these geniuses who were pampered in the greenhouse were full of despair and helplessness in their eyes.

The pride and sharpness that once shone brightly have now been drowned by irresistible fear.

It can even be said that even the most basic courage to resist was ruthlessly deprived.

Although the body is still upright, the inner defense line has completely collapsed.

They can only surrender and accept the ruthless judgment of fate.

At the same moment, the members of the Martial Arts Association's law enforcement team, which are ten times their number, are like a pack of wolves in the dark night.

Under the attention of the crowd, they appeared from all corners outside the manor.

Every warrior of the law enforcement team is wearing armor, which is branded with the unique emblem of the Martial Arts Association, symbolizing identity and authority.

Their faces are deeply engraved with traces of time and experience.