At the same time, behind the crowd, Suifengqiwu and Mu Wumu also quietly appeared. Suifengqiwu was light and graceful, like a butterfly dancing in the wind, seemingly weak but revealing a tenacious spirit. She stared at the enemy in front of her, holding her weapon tightly in her hand, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

Mu Wumoju is just as his name suggests, with no ripples on his face and his eyes are cold, like a piece of thousand-year-old ice. He stands there quietly, but gives people a strong sense of oppression, as if he is a volcano about to erupt, containing endless power.

"You three are very powerful, so why are you in the Hades City?" Death Eyes spoke first. His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from an ancient tomb. Every word echoed in the air with a questioning tone that could not be ignored.

Radamanthys raised his lips and showed a cruel smile: "Nothing, I just came to tell you to surrender and become our slaves." As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked, as if struck by a thunderbolt. The people of the Hades have always been free and unrestrained, how could they be willing to become slaves? This is undoubtedly the biggest provocation to the dignity of the Hades.

He raised his head slightly in the cold wind, his eyes revealing firmness and determination: "We have just come here from the hell after going through untold hardships. It has only been ten years, and we have already regarded this place as our home. It is impossible for us to go back!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, like a huge bell, echoing between heaven and earth. Every word seemed to be a nail, nailed firmly to the ground, showing his determination to never back down.

"Impossible?" Radamanthys repeated it again, as if he had heard some huge joke, his eyes full of ridicule and disdain.

"Absolutely impossible!" Zongheng Tianxia took a step forward, the power of his soul surging faintly, like a lion about to get angry, and roared loudly. His voice was full of anger and unyielding, as if he was declaring to the world that the dignity of the underworld clan could not be violated.

Radamanthys' eyes shone, and the dark power in his body began to boil: "In that case, let's have a good fight."

"I can't wait any longer!" Zongheng Tianxia responded fearlessly, his fighting spirit instantly reaching its peak, like a ball of burning fire, ready to devour the enemy in front of him at any time.

Dalamandis glanced at the Hades and sneered, "We have three people. How about you send out three people as well? One on one, a fair fight. Let's see who is stronger, you Hades or our Western Hell!"

Upon hearing this, the generals of the Hades quickly gathered together and discussed in low voices. After a moment, they unanimously decided that Zongheng Tianxia, ​​Death Eyes, and Hanfeng Linlin, who had already broken through their limits, would take action to meet the enemy.

These three are all top warriors in the Underworld with extraordinary strength. Their eyes reveal determination and confidence, as if telling everyone that the glory of the Underworld will be defended by them.

"Come on, we agree!" Zongheng Tianxia took a step forward, the soul power in his body surging like waves. He clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on Radamanthys, like a cheetah eyeing its prey, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

Death turned his head and waved to the other generals, saying in a low and powerful voice: "You retreat, leave this to us." His words were brief, but they revealed unquestionable majesty. The other generals looked at each other, nodded, and slowly retreated, waiting in full battle formation not far away. Their eyes were full of trust and expectation, believing that these three strong men would be able to protect the dignity of the Hades.

Afterwards, in front of the Hades City, the atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out. A three-on-three peak duel was about to begin, and the forces of both sides intertwined and collided in the air, as if an invisible storm was brewing.

Zongheng Tianxia, ​​Death Eyes and Hanfenglin stood side by side. Their figures appeared particularly tall under the sunlight, like three towering mountains, blocking the invasion of the Western forces of Hell.

Radamanthys, Aiacos, and the third man in black who had not made a move also slowly stood still. The dark power on their bodies surged like a black tide. Their eyes were filled with greed and cruelty, like a group of hungry wolves about to pounce on their prey, staring at them.

Zongheng Tianxia had a solemn expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the three people opposite him who were emitting a strong dark aura. He turned to the Death Eyes and Han Fenglin beside him and whispered, "Start Breaking the Extreme. The strength of these three guys in front of us should not be underestimated. If we don't use our full strength, we may not be able to resist them today." His voice was low and firm, as if beating a war drum in this solemn atmosphere, and every word was full of determination.

Death Eyes and Chilling Wind looked at each other, both saw determination and fearlessness in each other's eyes, and then nodded heavily.

Death Eyes took a deep breath, and the soul power in his body began to surge wildly, and he shouted: "Break the limit, fierce whip, strangle!"

In an instant, his soul power surged like a surging tide, and the vicious whip that was originally wrapped around his hand seemed to be infused with soul, and a faint blue light flickered on the thick whip. At this time, the vicious whip was like a ferocious python awakened from the abyss, exuding a terrifying breath with its fangs and claws, dancing wantonly in the air, making a "whoosh" sound, as if declaring its power to the enemy.

On the other side, Han Fenglinlin was not to be outdone. A powerful wave of power surged around him. A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Break the limit, cold sword, endless realm!"

With his roar, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and the water vapor in the air instantly condensed into ice crystals. Under the urging of this power, the silver flame in Han Fenglinlin's hand began to undergo strange changes. It was seen that it instantly decomposed into millions of tiny ice particles. These ice particles flashed brightly and surrounded Han Fenglinlin tightly like stars, forming a mysterious and powerful field, as if isolating him from the outside world, but making his breath more fierce and dangerous.

"Cold blade, cold blade slash!" Han Fenglin took the lead in attacking. His figure blurred in an instant and he disappeared directly on the spot. His speed was as fast as a flash of lightning. The next moment, he appeared in front of Minos with endless coldness and fierce murderous aura. He raised the cold blade made of ice particles in his hand high and chopped it down fiercely with a sound of breaking wind. The cold air emitted from the cold blade seemed to freeze the air, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted by this powerful force.

Among the three, the last person who had been hiding under the cloak took off his cloak slowly and unhurriedly, revealing his true face. His face was stern, his eyes were filled with arrogance and cruelty, and he said coldly: "I am Minos, one of the judges under Hades, the god of the underworld!"

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