Some in Japan were observing, while further afield along the eastern coast, the violent force triggered a deafening red warning signal.

"A massive energy reaction has occurred in the Sea of ​​Japan, suspected to be the work of a powerful expert at the sixth level of the Technique Realm!"

"Damn it, Aquaman Arthur actually attacked one of our generals!"

In the futuristic, high-tech monitoring center, red lights were flashing wildly. The person in charge pulled up the satellite imagery, his sharp and serious face suddenly changed color, and he pressed the even more urgent gold-red warning light.

As police lights flashed, several terrifying loud noises suddenly erupted along the eastern coast!

"There's a place in Kaifeng..."

"Heroes are buried in the dust of fame, my battle robe is laid to rest..."

"The bright moon is reflected in the chrysanthemum terrace..."

Several background music tracks started playing loudly, but after only a few notes, a series of "Holy crap!" suddenly erupted!

A powerful general from the Eastern Coast, holding a high-ranking magical skill, turned on his phone to view satellite surveillance footage. He then dragged his weapon and fled… “Let’s go! It’s Arthur, the Sea King, a sixth-level magical skill!” “Damn it, has that suit-wearing thug gone mad? I can’t save him, I’ll only lose my own life!” “Report to Elder Wang, let Elder Wang… never mind, it’s too late! That suit-wearing thug is doomed, and we…”

"Let's go! Don't go over there. As comrades, we can't sacrifice ourselves in vain. We must settle accounts with the League of Legends for the deaths of this suit-wearing thug!"

Several powerful generals guarding this coastal area turned and left, shouting themselves hoarse.

They thought Fang Zong wouldn't survive.

The Ghost Slayers are all one family, all brothers, all comrades! They couldn't save Fang Zong, and it felt like a knife was cutting into their hearts.

But we can't just throw our lives away for no reason. We can only turn our hatred into tears of blood in our eyes, and as they fall, they become the most vicious vows!

"League of Legends, the Demon Slayers and you are sworn enemies!"

"Aquaman Arthur, if that thug in a suit dies, we'll never let you get away with this!"

The roars, amplified by technology, could faintly reach Aquaman Arthur's ears.

Arthur sneered, dismissing the sound with disdain. As the voice reached him, he had already grabbed Fang Zong's knife and was about to crush Fang Zong's head.

"Arthur, you dare to fight with my little sister Bao!"

Suddenly, a faint sound came from over.

The owner of the voice was still far away, but Bao Xiaomei did not turn around and run away. Instead, she flew over with Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, Wang Chao, and Ma Han with all her might.

Arthur chuckled, his hand continuing to fall, landing on Fang Zong's arm that was protecting his head.

"Click!"

Fang Zong blocked Arthur's palm. The immense force pressed down on him, and even though his body was burning with true yang fire, his arm made a cracking sound.

Arthur's strength was far more than 300,000 jin; he completely overwhelmed him!

Arthur, like a cat catching a mouse, kept exerting force, staring at Fang Zong while stomping his foot on the sea surface. Hu Batian, who was lurking in the sea, was thrown away by an undercurrent and spat out an unknown amount of internal organs and blood clots.

He teased, "Should I wait for Bao Xiaomei to come along? Guess whether it's harder for me to kill Bao Xiaomei and her four spirit ghosts than to kill your cat?"

Do you think my dog, Dahuang, is that fragile?

Fang Zong chuckled softly, despite the sharp pain in his arm.

Finally gathering its strength, its eyes suddenly spewed forth several feet-long pure blue flames, and it roared furiously, "The blood is burning!"

Weakness Critical Strike (Demon) -

Four times the critical hit rate!

If you want to kill Arthur, double critical hits are not enough, and even triple critical hits are unlikely!

Fang Zong's Weakness Critical Strike had reached the fourth level, and he still had an extra critical strike spell. At this moment, at this very moment, Fang Zong gathered all his power and unleashed a fourth-level Weakness Critical Strike, a four-fold critical strike that he had never possessed before!

It consumed a portion of the extra critical strike spells, and also consumed more than 30% of its essence and blood.

In a narrow encounter, the brave prevail; a desperate strike, it's a fight to the death!

"What?!?!" Arthur's expression changed drastically.

The magic sword Shattered Star groaned in his palm, seemingly about to break, but with Fang Zong's long laugh, an absolute and powerful force, four times stronger, surged onto the blade of Tang Hengdao.

Tang Hengdao rang out excitedly, its power increasing fourfold, and its blade becoming four times sharper!

Snap! Hand severed!

With a tearing sound, the arm was severed!

With a bloodthirsty clang, the sword severed Aquaman Arthur's shoulder and cut off half of his ribs!

Aquaman Arthur cried out in pain, "Impossible!" With his remaining hand, he suddenly exerted force and snapped Fang Zong's arm off with a crack. He no longer cared about Fang Zong and started to escape with the waves.

The waves turned into tiny, thin ice crystals, a deep blue, freezing the wounds on half of his body, vaguely revealing broken, snow-white bone fragments and internal organs, making him look extremely miserable.

Arthur wielded his trident with one hand, riding the waves as he retreated towards the Japanese coast, but suddenly a small yellow cat jumped out, growing larger in the wind until it resembled a yellow-striped, black-spotted tiger, and swatted him back with a paw.

"Pfft! Cough cough... I knew my dog ​​wasn't that fragile!"

Fang Zong sneered, also holding a knife in one hand, blocking another path for Sea King Arthur.

Arthur roared, his eyes turning green, and he thunderously approached Fang Zong.

Very well, if you don't let me escape, I'll kill you all!

Even severely injured... "Holy crap!"

Suddenly, a giant bat surged up from the seawater beneath his feet, pounced on Arthur's back, and began to suck his blood as it bit into his neck.

“Ancestor Cain, I really shouldn’t have made that oath. If I hadn’t made the oath, I wouldn’t have had to deal with such a terrible bastard as the Shanghai King, but…”

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