The demon kings present rolled their eyes. The Dragon King of the Sea, who had been so aggressive, finally obediently greeted Fang Yun. This was really unexpected.
But they didn't say anything. After all, Wen Xing Longjue had a prominent status in ancient times, and Fang Yun was using chicken feathers as a token of authority. Ao Cang really had no way to deal with it. Otherwise, Fang Yun would have used the methods from ancient times to directly imprison Ao Cang.
Ao Cang raised his head, his dragon beard fluttering, and said in a cold voice: "Fang Yun, I respect my clan's Wenxing Longjue, but I don't respect you! In the Dragon Gate, you actually blocked the path of my West Sea Dragon Clan, making it impossible for us to jump over the Dragon Gate. I wanted to settle this account with you, but I didn't expect you to be so foolish as to lead us here. So today we will settle the new and old grudges!"
Fang Yun said indifferently: "As a member of the dragon clan, you naturally know something about the ancient monster's Grand Competition Order. Compare the Grand Competition Orders in your hands and mine to see how they differ."
As Fang Yun spoke, he imitated Bing Tong and gently threw the large crystal-shaped competition order up and then caught it.
The other demon kings were confused and looked at Ao Cang, only to see Ao Cang gritting his teeth.
"Fang Yun, have you been planning this since the battles in the three valleys?" Ao Cang said while trying to suppress his anger.
"Yes, when I discovered that Sangu Lianzhan was a relatively intact ancient demon arena, I found a way to take revenge. By relying on my championship achievements, I sought the Grand Arena Order. I was originally planning to travel around various ancient lands, looking for an arena that suited me, but I didn't expect to enter the Shihan Ancient Land by accident, only to find that this was actually the Frost Realm Grand Arena of the Ancient Demon Ancestor Emperor Tu Ting, and my Grand Arena Order belonged to the Tu Ting family. So, after getting the Ice Palace Mountain Mark, I was looking for an opportunity to move you here and catch you all in one fell swoop! Revenge for Peng Zouzhao and everyone in Sangu Lianzhan!"
Fang Yun spoke slowly and steadily, without any change in expression, as if he was narrating something that had nothing to do with him.
However, Hu Li could see that it was not that Fang Yun didn't care, but that Fang Yun had rehearsed this plan in his mind millions of times, so that it was difficult for him to be troubled anymore.
Bing Tong was surprised and asked, "You chose this time to call them here. Aren't you asking them to join forces to deal with you?"
Fang Yun said: "Then we have to talk about the Grand Competition Order. The Grand Competition Order is divided into the main order and the subordinate order. To put it simply, I have the main order and they have the subordinate order. As the winners of the three-valley battle, we can participate in the fight here, which is the Frost Realm Grand Competition Arena. Since our Grand Competition Orders come from the same place, we will continue to compete internally only after we have resolved the external enemies. As long as we don't kill all the demon kings of the Ice Clan and the Blood Demon Barbarian Clan, we cannot attack each other. And since I hold the main order and they hold the subordinate order, I can issue some orders that will not violate the rules of the Grand Arena."
"Then what is the soul blood ball behind you? How did it get behind you?" Bing Tong asked.
"After they arrived, I started a soul-imprisoning war against the fourteen of them plus myself. This is a very vicious ancient demon fighting method. The most vicious thing is that the winner can imprison the soul of the loser, and at the same time, can gain certain power from the soul to strengthen himself. For example, when the three big demon kings were killed, the soul blood balls would have been given to the winner, but it was the power of the Ice Emperor Palace that killed them, not one of us. Then, I, the owner of the main order, will get three soul blood balls."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, many demon kings looked at Fang Yun angrily.
"The human race's Void Saint is indeed despicable, actually resorting to the method of imprisoning souls!"
"It's really shameless. Even if the human race and the demons have a grudge, they shouldn't use such vicious means! You know it's vicious, but you still continue to do it. You are simply a scum of the human race!"
"The art of controlling souls is banned in every tribe and every place. You have done everything you can to win!"
Fang Yun's eyes were empty as he said, "I started the Soul Prison War not for victory, but so that after victory, I can imprison their souls forever and burn them for a hundred lifetimes!"
The Dragon King of Zhenhai was furious and said, "I didn't do anything back then. I was just trying to stop you from using the Soaring Dragon Poem or the Emperor's Battle Poem. The deaths of those people had nothing to do with me. Why did you do this to me?"
"When dragons and demons meet, there is no innocence."
Fang Yun took a serious look at the ten demon kings and the Dragon King of the Sea, and said slowly: "I once swore to kill you all."
Fang Yun's expression was extremely indifferent and his tone was extremely natural, as if he had said it hundreds or thousands of times.
Hu Li clenched her fists. She had no idea what Fang Yun had experienced specifically, but at this moment she felt that Fang Yun seemed like a different person, as if he was walking alone at the bottom of the sea, or isolated on the top of a mountain thousands of feet high. He was incompatible with everything in the world and far away from everything in the world.
The fox seemed to see that the time of these years was like a sharp blade, carving hatred into Fang Yun's holy path, into Fang Yun's joy and anger, into Fang Yun's gaze, into Fang Yun's fingers, into Fang Yun's eyebrows, and even into the black hair blown by the wind, there were faint traces of four words.
Kill you all!
Those things that were never said, those things that seemed unimportant, were clearly engraved on his heart. Every beat would tear the wound, making him remember those scenes, the vows and hatred.
Every ice demon king who was not afraid of the cold felt a chill on his back for the first time in his life.
This hatred is not ostentatious or loud, but it is like endless darkness, swallowing up everything.
The Dragon King of Zhenhai sneered and said, "How ridiculous! It was Grandpa Dragon Saint of the West Sea who ordered me to go to Sangu Lianzhan to help the demon barbarians. Do you want to kill him too?"
Fang Yun looked at Ao Cang, his eyes dim, as if connected to a world without light.
"One day, I will wash the swords in the Dragon Palace by day and night, and watch the blood flow across the West Sea!"
Stars rose in Fang Yun’s eyes.
“Outrageous! Outrageous! Outrageous! Outrageous…” The Dragon King of Zhenhai roared madly, his claws trembling and his voice shaking.
He is afraid.
Many demon kings were frightened by Fang Yun, and their original thoughts of fighting and killing disappeared. They only had one wish left, which was not to die here, not to die at the hands of such a terrible man.
Hu Li looked at Fang Yun and sighed softly. The hatred that had been suppressed for who knows how long was finally vented out today.
Fang turned his head and looked at the Ten Cold Ancient Land Demonic Ice Clan, led by the Ice Bone King, and gave a cold smile.
"Thank you very much. If there were only a hundred demon kings, how could they be the opponents of these best demon kings in the Ten Thousand Worlds? Go, Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the Sea, your opponent is the Ice Bone King. As for the other demon kings, you will divide the rest equally. Remember, don't leave any of them alive."
Afterwards, the ten demon kings and the Dragon King of the Sea felt an invisible force falling on them. As long as they disobeyed Fang Yun's orders, that force would control them to kill the enemies until they died.
No matter whether they are from the ancestral god clan or the real dragon, no matter how prominent their origins or how powerful their backgrounds are, in this grand arena, they are just Fang Yun's followers.
A bear demon king roared and said angrily: "I am the Holy Son, how can I obey your orders? A mere Grand Competition Order cannot do anything to me!"
The bear demon king swallowed three drops of holy blood, his body expanded, and golden light intertwined all over his body, making him as powerful as a god.
But the next moment his eyes widened, his body broke free from his control and rushed towards the Ice Clan, attacking frantically.
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