The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Although facing a half-step innate strong enemy, Yeta did not show any fear. With a loud shout, he swung his giant ax and soared into the sky. His momentum rose steadily, and the ax erupted with terrifying chaotic brilliance!

At this moment, he is still running the "Sun, Moon, and Star Art" to the extreme, and his strong bronze muscles are dyed with a faint golden glow, full of surging power!

There was a disdainful sneer on the corner of Song Wenshan's mouth. He was just an ordinary man who could only use brute force. Even if he gave Yeta ten times more force, he would not be his opponent!

There was light in his eyes, and his temperament was indifferent like a god. He stretched out his palm and pressed it down suddenly, and the terrifying ball of true essence thundered down!

Maybe outsiders can't see what is famous, but Yeta, who is in the center of the ring, just feels like a mountain is pressing down on his head, giving him a feeling of invincibility!

"boom!"

The True Essence Ball suddenly burst out with bright light, completely covering the entire arena, Yeta was also submerged in it, the double axes were broken inch by inch, and the clothes were also torn apart, no longer formed.

Especially his muscles are constantly compressed, twisted, and fine blood drops ooze out, looking as terrifying as a blood man!

If it weren't for the "Sun, Moon and Star Judgment" body protection, the current Yeta would already be a corpse.

But he still didn't give up. Under the terrifying coercion, he roared, even if he didn't have an ax, he still clenched his fists and slammed towards Song Wenshan fiercely!

He is not fighting alone!

He carries the will of the Azure Dragon Gang!

And Young Master Ye's support!

There is no way he could take a step back!

Song Wenshan's expression was slightly surprised. He thought Yeta couldn't resist this blow, but he was as tenacious as Xiaoqiang, and even looked at him to threaten him.

Unfortunately, this doesn't make any sense!

Song Wenshan let out a sinister grin, and stomped out his right foot fiercely, surging with boundless and berserk power, the palm that Yeta swung was crushed on the spot!

One hit was not over yet, Song Wenshan turned into afterimages, blasting a series of offensives around Yeta in mid-air!

Punch after punch, Yeta became a human sandbag with no power to fight back, spurting blood wildly, not human!

But from the beginning to the end, even though Yeta was so painful that he almost fainted, he didn't howl. Instead, he held his breath and narrowed his eyes, as if he was looking for some opportunity.

"Ants should behave like ants... I really think I am a character..." Song Wenshan was like a cat playing with a mouse, his face was full of sarcasm!

Seeing the brutal beating of the number one general of the Qinglong Gang, everyone showed a sickly smile.

"Good fight, Elder Song! Send Yeta back to the west!"

"This guy is considered the strongest member of the Azure Dragon Gang, isn't he being hanged and beaten?"

"In the face of a truly powerful and strong family background, what kind of fart is the Qingchong Gang?!"

"Elder Song alone can wipe out everyone in the Azure Dragon Gang!!"

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The eyes of those powerhouses who belonged to the first echelon of the Song family were full of satisfaction.

This is the demeanor of a big power, how can a little bug usurp the throne? !

If it wasn't for the fact that they couldn't send top players in the group stage, they would have already removed the Azure Dragon Gang from the Nanwu Trial!

On the high platform of Qingyun Temple, the young disciples all clenched their fists, feeling sorry for Yeta's fate!

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yeta was seriously injured, and it was impossible for him to get out of the ring alive.

In other words, from the moment he came to power, Yeta had already prepared to die!