With the addition of that lizardman expert with two horns on his head, Ye Xuan was immediately at a disadvantage.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Several jet-black dark matter laser beams shot towards Ye Xuan.
Facing numerous experts, Ye Xuan showed no fear whatsoever.
He erected a shield of sword energy, and like the Immovable King, he charged left and right, successively killing several more Martial Emperor experts.
There is also a ninja from Japan who is at the level of a near-Martial Emperor.
The terrifying laser beam struck his sword aura shield with a clang and sparks.
"Go! Kill him!"
At Ghosn's command, dozens of Martial Emperor level experts and Quasi-Martial Emperor level experts rushed in from all directions, joining forces to besiege Ye Xuan.
Even though Ye Xuan's cultivation was astonishing, he was now struggling to withstand the attack, and cracks appeared in the sword energy shield.
Even when faced with such terrifying pressure and multiple injuries, Ye Xuan did not retreat an inch.
Instead, he fought with increasing ferocity, his body radiating an aura of iron-blooded killing intent.
In his words, it was about defending national dignity; there was no room for retreat!
"We martial artists must swear to serve our country to the death!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Meanwhile, Dongfang Sheng, Leonif, and others had already taken action.
In an instant, shouts of battle erupted, and the scene descended into chaos.
However, the United States now has a large population and great power.
With experts from all the smaller nations under his command present, their combined strength was simply beyond the capabilities of Dongfang Sheng and his group.
Soon, everyone was surrounded.
Leoniv was severely wounded in several places, with several bones broken and one leg broken, but he still gritted his teeth and fought bitterly, letting out a beast-like roar from his throat.
Dongfang Sheng also had multiple injuries, and wore a scholar's blue robe.
His handsome, refined face was stained with blood, a deep wound slashed across it, the flesh rolled back, making him look somewhat ferocious.
If he hadn't dodged quickly, his carotid artery would have been severed.
The ghost servant fared no better, his body a bloody mess, having suffered several brutal attacks from the lizardmen. He was beaten like a punching bag, lying in a pool of blood, his fate unknown.
Just as everyone was about to give up, a cold voice suddenly came from outside.
"With so many people bullying us, is this the kind of dog-eat-dog world that the United States would do?"
The auditorium doors were kicked open, and several guards at the entrance were blown into a cloud of blood mist before they could even dodge.
From within the hazy blood mist, a figure strode forward, wielding a large iron hammer, his body crackling with electricity—it was Ye Feng…
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