"Enough nonsense!" Mang Qianjun looked at Yong Xing with disgust and said, "This Endless Hell of mine was already murky enough, but seeing you makes even my Evil Spirits seem pleasing to the eye!"
Yong Xing was not angered by Mang Qianjun's sarcasm. In his opinion, they were all dead men, and now they could only move their lips, because soon he would not be able to speak at all!
"Die!" After saying this, Mang Qianjun attacked Yong Xing. Dugu Qianye, Zi Xiao, Jian Yuezhi, and their Beasts unleashed their Spiritual Power, all converging on Yong Xing.
Yong Xing, faced with a deluge of Divine Techniques, was not the least bit flustered. He clenched his fists and struck out at the Divine Techniques, dissipating them one by one with synthesized punches.
"Heavenly Venerable is mighty!"
"Mighty! Mighty!"
The members of the Peacekeeping Team behind Yong Xing saw him single-handedly counter so many attacks and shouted loudly. Hearing their cheers, a smug look crossed Yong Xing's face.
