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The yin-yang people had finally arrived!
Haroon Lincoln, the year of birth unknown, the place of birth unknown.
However, he was definitely an expert among the yin-yang people.
Because he was a⦠half-step pinnacle!
After he introduced himself.
The entire thousand-year-old temple was silent.
All the monks fell silent.
Would the Buddhist Holy Land tolerate a guy like a yin -yang person who was neither human nor ghost?
He was just bullying the weak!
What could you expect from people who closed their doors in troubled times and came out during prosperous times?
Haroonâs arrival was only the beginning.
It meant that the yin-yang people had officially started a war with Braydon.
Along with the gusts of cold wind that became more and more intense, voices sounded.
âSoloman Druid of the yin-yang people greets Your Highness the Northern King! â
âLeif Yarrell of the yin-yang people greets Your Highness the Northern King!â
âRoland Jenner of the yin-yang people greets Your Highness the Northern King!â
The experts who belonged to the yin-yang people and were titled King of Hell were gathered on Mount Sheburg.
There were not many of them; a total of thirteen!
The thirteen experts of the yin-yang people were led by Haroon, a half-step pinnacle.
Now that all of them had arrived, it went without saying that Braydon had enraged them.
Braydon had killed the two Kings of Hell during the day.
Their names were Griffin Wilson and Chester Salo.
The death of these two people had completely enraged the yin-yang people.
Savannah Jackel stood up gently, her thin lips moving slightly. âBrother
Braydon, let me help you!â
âYou take good care of Jace!â
Braydon pinched her nose, not needing her help.
At this moment, a cold wind swept across the entire Mount Sheburg.
All the powerful figures of the yin-yang people had arrived.
Haroon was wearing a black cloak and a cape. He looked very low-key, but also seemed to be out of place in this world.
In modern society, this kind of clothing would definitely be regarded as peculiar.
However, martial artists were a peculiar existence.
Yin-yang people were an exception among the martial artists.
An oddity among oddities.
How could this whole matter be assessed with common sense!
âHaroon Lincoln, we meet again!â Braydon said indifferently.
âIt has been nine years since we last met!â
Haroon replied softly.
Braydon was in the northern territory when he was poisoned and was about to turn eleven years old.
The yin-yang people came and said that his life was coming to an end.
It made his teacher, Finley Yanagi, furious. He then killed all the incoming yin-yang people!
Later, the yin-yang people were furious.
On the night Braydon turned eleven, a cold wind swept across the desert, and Haroon was one of the experts who came!
Now, the two sides met again.
Braydon was no longer the youth he was in the past.
He, Haroon, was still at the half-step pinnacle.
Haroon bowed slightly. âYin-yang Haroon Lincoln has led twelve Kings of Hell of the yin-yang people to challenge the king of the northern territory!â âYin-yang people, here to challenge the legend of the north! â
Soloman and the others cupped their hands.
Under everyoneâs watchful eyes.
Braydon smiled like a spring breeze. âFrom tonight onwards, the northern army and the yin-yang people are at war!
âI, Braydon Neal, will fight!â
Braydon had never been afraid of war.
Haroonâs men had already arrived, so there was no reason to avoid the battle.
Soloman took a step forward and said softly, âPlease give me some pointers,
Your Highness!â
âLetâs attack together. Iâm a little angry today!â
Braydon was still smiling like the spring breeze.
He was clearly angry, but he was still so calm.
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Jace Jackelâs life hanging by a thread.
The hundred-generals meeting that was imminent.
The 36 islands of Ludwig that were still occupied by three foreign countries.
The capital not allowing Braydon to turn down the conferment of titles.
Many things were weighing on the shoulders of Braydon.
Not a single one was dealt with!
All the members of the yin-yang were here to challenge him.
Then, he would use this battle to kill them all!
Soloman and the others were ninth -level kings and held high positions among the yin -yang people.
They were titled Kings of Hell.
Having them attack Braydon alone?
They could not do such a thing!
However, they really didnât understand.
King Braydon was invincible!
Haroon said indifferently, âSince the Northern King has spoken, donât hold back. Attack together.â
âYes, sir!â
Soloman, Leif and Roland looked at each other and attacked at the same time.
Twelve ninth-level kings attacked together.
Besieging Braydon alone!
In Mount Sheburg, there were a thousand yin-yang people.
None of them were weak.
It was as if they had the advantage in numbers.
Braydon was calm and collected. Back then, when he faced millions of troops outside the borders, he was still fearless.
Today, he was facing the yin-yang people, and he was not afraid.
Soloman took the lead.
He struck out with his palm, carrying a cold power.
The force was somewhat special.
Donât forget about Braydonâs hidden illness. Once the cold energy in his body was lured out, his injuries would relapse! At this critical moment, if his injuries relapsedâ¦
It was definitely fatal.
Braydon snapped his fingers and smiled faintly. He felt that the air around him was flowing abnormally.
Soloman seemed to be attacking with a palm.
In fact, he had already released his force.
The force was formless and colorless as it arrived in front of Braydon.
Braydon broke through hundreds of invisible forces in a flash. His left hand reached for his waist and grabbed the hilt of the Northern King sword.
This shocking weapon.
It was instantly unsheathed.
The black blade light was like a graceful swan as Braydon tapped the ground with his toes.
In an instant.
His movement speed exceeded 100 meters per second!
What kind of speed was this!
It broke through 100 meters per second, and the speed of sound was only 300 meters per second.
Braydonâs speed was one-third of the speed of sound.
It was extremely terrifying.
Previously, in the Neal family manor, Braydon helped Zayn Ziegler break through and used the Thousand Feathers Technique.
The terror of the Thousand Feathers Technique.
Did you think that it could only increase oneâs basic strength?
No!
It could improve all kinds of abilities in the body.
Strength, speed, reaction speed, etc.
Once it was used, all three of them would be greatly improved.
Do you know why Braydon said that he was unable to fully control the three forbidden techniques?
Behind the shocking benefits, there were some costs that he could not bear!
At this moment, Braydonâs speed was over 100 meters per second.
The yin-yang people did not expect it.
Solomanâs pupils constricted as he lowered his head to look at his chest.
Braydonâs blade pierced through his chest, then Braydon pulled out the sword and brushed past him.
There was no cure for his fatal injury!
A sword had cut through his heart.
He would definitely die.
A ninth-level king, and a yin-yang person at that.
He was far stranger and more terrifying than the martial artists in society.
But now, in front of Braydon, he had been completely crushed.
Behind this strength.
Braydon had activated the eight king-conferring techniques again.
He said that he was a little angry today!
King Braydon was a little angry. If he was angry, his enemies would not be able to escape death.
Braydon snapped his fingers and broke Solomanâs heart meridian.
This was just the beginning.
Tonight, the wind was howling. It was the night of murder.
Braydonâs figure was like a ghost, and the white light on his body became brighter and brighter.
It undoubtedly meant that he had activated the eight king-conferring techniques, which could greatly increase his strength.
Sometimes.
Braydon, who had activated eight techniques but not used the martial arts technique, was even more terrifying.
A Northern King sword swept through the night and landed on Leifâs body.
He killed him at the waist with a single slash..