Chapter 308

"Hiss!"

At this time, on the court, looking at the tragic end of the prince who was beaten to pieces by one palm at that moment, many inheritors kneeling on the ground by ancient angels and ancient demons flashed a trace of fear.

The sound of the whole field suddenly disappeared and became quiet in an instant.

"Who the hell are you?! why did you catch us here?!"

While Ye Yu was satisfied and ready to nod, a proud voice suddenly sounded.

"Who!"

Ye Yu suddenly flashed a trace of tyranny in his eyes, and immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a young prince who was fat all over. He was wrapped in a golden robe and the flat crown on his head was crooked. He looked a little funny.

However, at this time, the Fat Prince looked arrogant and fierce. He looked at Ye Yu and shouted with a condescending look: "You are so bold! How dare you imprison the king?! the king is the nephew of the emperor of the Jiuli Dynasty. He has a gold medal to avoid death! Who gives you the right to eat the bear heart and leopard courage and dare to arrest the king?!"

"Oh!"

Hearing the angry cry of the fat Lord, Ye Yu chuckled, but the smile was full of sarcasm and cruelty.

Step on!

He suddenly walked up to the fat Lord and looked at the look of the cross flesh on his face. He immediately bent down slightly and patted the cross flesh on his face. His eyes were mixed with a trace of cruelty and said slowly, "what's your name?"

"What is your status? What qualifications..."

Click!

Boom!

"Ah?!"

With a terrible howl, the Fat Prince's proud face suddenly changed and was instantly filled with a ferocious color of pain.

The fat Lord looked sad and fierce. Looking at one of his palms, he had been held by a slender palm and directly pinched into a mass of flesh and blood. All five finger bones were broken into slag and mixed with the flesh and blood.

The pain of connecting fingers and hearts made the fat King look like a fierce ghost. It was like the pain of purgatory and soul purgatory. He looked at Ye Yu's palm covered with his own blood and meat. He immediately screamed bitterly: "you?! you crushed one of the king's hands?! how dare you..."

Click!

Boom!

Another hand was held by Ye Yu and directly crushed into pieces. His fingers suddenly broke and fell to the ground.

"You... You..."

At this time, the fat Lord looked with a fear and looked at his hands turning into two flesh and bones. He was immediately full of great fear and shouted powerlessly: "you are a devil, you are a devil!"

"Can I answer my question now?"

Ye Yu didn't care about the two groups of flesh and bones in his hands, but with a "kind" smile on his face, he looked at the fat prince in front of him and said slowly.

"Yes, yes! My king, no, villain, the villain's name is song Ziyang! I'm the nephew of the emperor of Jiuli Dynasty, but in fact, I'm the illegitimate son of the emperor. Otherwise, I can't have the emperor's death free gold medal! My Lord, my Lord! I've done it all! Please let the little one go! The little one shouldn't talk back to the adult! My lord..."

Poof!

Just when the fat Lord wanted to say something, Ye Yu suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the fat Lord's chest with one hand, took out his heart directly, and crushed his heart in the fat Lord's dying eyes.

Poof!

The heart is still beating. In the last scene of the vision of consciousness, the fat Lord can only see that his heart is taken out of his body by the "devil" in front of him and directly pinched and exploded in front of his eyes.

The blood sprayed his face and blurred the vision of the fat king.

"You..."

Bang Dong!

The fat Lord wanted to say something, but he found that his life was passing quickly and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Hiss!"

At this time, hundreds of people who saw this scene suddenly changed their looks, and a deep cold suddenly rose from their spine.

Not far away, there were many angels and ancient demons guarding Jiuli inside. At this time, seeing the scene that the heart was forcibly pinched and exploded by Ye Yu, he trembled all over and showed infinite fear in his eyes.

What kind of existence is this helper you find?!

"Devil!"

"Is there such a bloodthirsty generation in the Terran?!"

"It's terrible! This must be a cultivator in some evil way. It's too cruel!"

At this time, hundreds of inheritors imprisoned by archangels and ancient demons on the ground and kneeling down, all put down their so-called noble identity, lowered their heads one by one, and looked extremely afraid in their eyes.

This man in green shirt is terrible!

"How's it going? Is there anyone else who wants to ask me any questions?"

Ye Yu looked at the hundreds of young men and women. In the Jiuli Dynasty, outside the planet, they were all high princes, princes and princesses, but at this time, they knelt down in front of themselves. They didn't dare to go out and were full of fear.

Ye Yu looked hot and ferocious. He looked at the crowd and said slowly, "just now, the dead man asked me, what qualifications do you have? What qualifications do you have to kneel down here?!"

"What qualifications?!"

Ye Yu looked at the crowd and said with a fierce and ferocious smile: "qualification?! in this world, everything is false, only strength! Only strong strength can give people qualification! And this is my qualification! It is my qualification that I can make you kneel here!"

Ye Yu roared, and then a monstrous flame surged out of his body. The terrible Qi machine covered the sky in an instant.

Buzz!

A terrible pressure immediately suffocated everyone.

Many inheritors looked at the figure with towering magic power all over, and suddenly looked frightened. They shouted in their hearts: is this still the peak spirit emperor?! A spirit emperor, how can he be so powerful, how can he have such a powerful power?!

All of us, under the pressure of the heavenly majesty, showed fear and a deep sense of powerlessness, which immediately overflowed from the bottom of our hearts.

They can't resist!

"Nonsense, I don't want to repeat!"

Ye Yu rose into the air and looked at hundreds of princes, princesses and little princes underground. The cold voice suddenly sounded: "people without ancestral blood in their bodies, stand up!"

Step on!

Step on!

Ye Yu's words fell. One third of the hundreds of people immediately stood up. They didn't dare to disobey Ye Yu's orders.

"Kill!"

A cold cry burst out.

"What?!"

The next moment, more than 100 princes, princes and princesses who stood up did not react. Their heads had been cut off by the sword of the ancient demon and angel guarding behind them.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Countless heads fell suddenly, and more than 100 people died in an instant.

"For those who are useless to me, there is no need to live!"

Ye Yu said coldly, without a trace of pity in his cruel eyes.