Instant kill!
Yes, another instant kill!
Against the king-class, Qi Yuan achieved an instant kill.
Against the emperor-class, Qi Yuan still achieved an instant kill.
It could even be said that he didn't even rise from his seat on the stone platform.
With a mere wave of his hand, seven emperors fell to their deaths.
What kind of level was this? Was he a supreme emperor indeed?
On the tower, Leng Yue's face was aghast, as was the veiled woman beside her.
Qi Yuan, holding his fish soup, said, "Better drink up quickly, it won't be good if the scent of blood comes this way."
With that, he slowly savored the soup.
"The taste is not bad, almost comparable to my junior sister's ling fish soup."
Qi Yuan gave his compliment.
This praise seemingly being quite appreciated, Yue girl showed a sweet smile on her face, and the waning moon in her pupils turned full.