Valkyrie Domination

The Bloody Hand King's blood was boiling, and he was furious. His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

Yes, he, the Bloody Hand King, was born into poverty and was not from a noble family in the Daqian Dynasty.

But he worked hard, endured so many hardships, and endured so many sins that no one would ever endure, before he finally broke through King Wu, was favored by the royal family of the Daqian Dynasty, and became one of the King Wu of the dynasty.

In the dynasty, he was not taken seriously, and he accepted it.

His cultivation was higher than that of many seventh-level early stage Martial Kings, but he was repeatedly sent to slaughter other sects and fight against other strong Martial Kings, so he accepted it.

He knew that many aristocratic King Wu in the Daqian Dynasty did not regard him as a similar person at all, but only regarded him as a dog of the royal family of the Daqian Dynasty.

He recognized all of this.

Even when he entered the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm and was sent directly to the Wu Zun area to protect Shen Mengchen and the others, he had no complaints.

He knew that he was from a humble background and if he wanted to stand with others, he would have to expend more effort and effort than others.

He has no regrets about any of this.

However, when he finally became King of Martial after decades of hard work and stood seemingly in the same position as others, he realized that all his efforts were in vain.

Contempt is always there.

Even though they are both King of Martial, his resources are always less than others.

At the same time, King Wu, his mission is never more important than others.

He had to work hard to occupy a position in the Daqian Dynasty, while others could live in a dream, just waiting for resources to practice.

Why?

Is it just because someone else was born into a noble family, while he was born into a humble family?

Especially when he broke through to the mid-seventh level and thought he could become very different, he was still ridiculed, disdainful and scorned by this group of people.

He suddenly felt that his efforts were meaningless.

"hehe!"

He smiled, a forced smile, as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart.

His eyes were blood red, and then, he tightly clamped the neck of the King of Martial Arts with his right hand, and said coldly: "I'll say it again, where is Ding Qianqiu? And the Martial King of the Dawei Dynasty, have you ever seen him? "

A cold voice, as if coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory, popped out from the mouth of the Bloody Hand King, the King of Martial who was known as the executioner of the Daqian Dynasty.

"King of Bloody Hands, be bold."

"Hurry up and put down the Shaman King."

"The Shaman King is the disciple of our ancestor. Are you seeking death?"

A famous Martial King was all shocked at this moment. They even forgot how the Bloody Hand King captured the Shaman King in an instant, and even shouted angrily.

Especially the leader, the Iron Arm King, had a cold look in his eyes and said angrily.

The Shaman King is different from the previously killed King Hongfeng. King Hongfeng was just the Wu King of the Fucheng Dynasty under the Daqian Dynasty.

The Shaman King is the disciple of the ancestor Ding Qianqiu.

If something went wrong with the Shaman King, he, the leader who stayed behind, would definitely be punished by the ancestor.

As for the Shaman King himself, he screamed like a pig, stared angrily and said: "King of Bloody Hands, how dare you do this to me? Who gave you the courage to do this to me? Why don't you put me down quickly? Are you prepared to seek death?"

The Shaman King struggled angrily, trying to break free of the Bloody Hand King.

But it was useless. The Bloody Hand King's sharp claws were like iron hoops, binding him tightly. Not only could he not break free, but it became tighter and tighter and more painful.

"King of Bloody Hands, why are you still wasting your time?" Qin Chen frowned and said coldly.

"Okay, you won't say it, right?" The Bloody Hand King trembled when he heard Qin Chen's words. He came back from his anger, a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the true energy in his body suddenly exploded.

puff!

The next moment, the Shaman King's neck exploded as it was being pinched.

"King of Bloody Hands, you..."

The Shaman King's eyes widened with shock and anger. As he was about to speak, his whole body was kicked out by the Bloody Hand King. Half of his body exploded into pieces and turned into a rain of blood.

silence.

At this moment, the entire valley was silent.

The ancestor's disciple, the Shaman King, was actually killed by the Bloody Hand King. Is this guy crazy?

"King of Bloody Hands, you are seeking death!"

Unable to hold on any longer, the Iron-Arm King roared with rage, swayed, and instantly killed the Blood-Hand King.

At this moment, his heart was full of panic, and he only had one thought in his mind, which was to capture the Bloody Hand King and pay for the Shaman King's life, otherwise, he would inevitably be implicated.

boom!

A terrifying black iron arm appeared in the void, crushing hard towards the Bloody Hand King.

The other Martial Kings were also looking at this scene in shock and anger. They looked at the Bloody Hand King in disbelief, with anger and resentment in their eyes.

They could all imagine the fate of the Bloody Hand King. Under the Iron Arm King's rage, he would definitely be captured and given a severe lesson.

But the next moment, their expressions all froze.

puff!

The Bloody Hand King had no expression on his face. He raised his hand suddenly, and a bloody palm print appeared in the sky. He suddenly grabbed the black iron arm. Bang bang, the two terrible forces collided, and everything exploded. Among them, the Bloody Hand The king's palm print rumbled forward for more than ten meters before slowly dissipating.

"You were actually blocked by him?"

"How can it be?"

"The Bloody Hand King is only a peak Martial King in the early seventh level. How can he be the opponent of the Iron Arm King?"

"No, look at the aura of the Bloody Hand King."

"The mid-seventh level, the Bloody Hand King has broken through the mid-seventh level?"

The crowd was shocked, speechless, and looked at the Bloody Hand King in disbelief.

When did the Bloody Hand King actually reach the mid-seventh level? How can this be?

Those of them who have worked hard to cultivate in the Martial King area of ​​the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm have not been able to reach the mid-seventh level. The Bloody Hand King went to the Martial Lord area before, how could he break through earlier than them? This doesn't make sense at all.

"Okay, you bloody-handed king, no wonder you are so arrogant. Do you think you are invincible after breaking through to the mid-seventh level?"

The Iron Arm King's face turned livid, and with a bang, the power of his bloodline exploded, and his whole aura surged, like a stream of light, instantly killing the Blood Hand King.

"I will let you know that even if you break through the mid-seventh level, in my eyes, you are just a dog."

Boom!

In a rage, the Iron Arm King instantly came to the Bloody Hand King and launched a brazen attack.

"In your eyes, am I, the Bloody Hand King, just a dog from the Daqian Dynasty?" The Bloody Hand King burst out laughing with grief and anger, and then his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Okay, then, I'll let you see, How scary are dogs in your eyes?"

boom!

Under the angry shouts, the Blood Hand King and the Iron Arm King instantly fought together. With a roar and roar, the torrential real energy boiled. The two exchanged dozens or hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye. The burst of energy forced other people around them to shout. He stepped back, looking horrified.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, facing the Iron Arm King, the Bloody Hand King was not at any disadvantage. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought, even overpowering the Iron Arm King in the fight.

"How can it be?"

Everyone was shocked and froze.

Even if the Bloody Hand King broke through to the mid-seventh level, how could he be the opponent of the Iron-Arm King who had already broken through to the mid-seventh level for nearly ten years?

They were shocked, but Qin Chen frowned.

It would take too long to wait for the Bloody Hand King to defeat the Iron Arm King, and he didn't have that much time to waste here.

"Fat Cat, go up and help the Bloody Hand King."

Qin Chen turned to look at the big black cat and said calmly.