“Hiss! !”The middle-aged man in the python robe sucked in a breath of cold air. “The overlord of the Mystic Crystal Realm killed the infamous fantasy moon Langjun with one sword strike?”
“Who is he? Is He bei Wangchen or Crown Prince Dongfang Wudi? In the entire great yu imperial court, other than the two unparalleled heavenly kings, who else can kill fantasy moon Langjun so easily?”
“No! It’s not them. I’ve seen the portraits of both of them before!”
“Then he is...”
The blind old man’s tone was agitated as he said in a cadence, “We have witnessed the birth of a new king! The Emperor Yu dynasty is comparable to bei Wangchen and Dongfang Wudi’s third King! !”
Hu --
Su Yu took a few deep breaths.
The emperor was indeed extremely difficult to deal with. Little Qilin, jade-faced young master, and Su Yu’s many methods were unable to gain the upper hand.
To be able to kill him, to be honest, it was all due to luck.