C70 (1/2)

The night baptized the hustle and bustle of the world. Everyone was still sleeping, and the bright moon in the sky was shining with a bloody light.

The night in the Imperial City was getting quieter and quieter, and also getting deeper and deeper.

A dozen dim figures walked under the bright moonlight, led by a youth dressed in white clothes. The youth was very ordinary, apart from his white flash, there was nothing else out of the ordinary. If there were any, it was the youth's pair of eyes.

Behind the youth were eleven people, no more, no less. Other than the youth who was about the same age as him, who had an excited and playful smile on his face, the other people were all middle-aged men. At this moment, every single one of them was emitting a strong killing intent. Their burning gazes were locked onto the young man with excitement …

From this moment onwards, they knew that their future path would no longer be ordinary. In other words, from the moment they were chosen, they already knew that their entire life would no longer be ordinary. They did not know what miracle the youth in front of them would bring them, but they knew that the legends would be written from the hands of them …

Young and arrogant, his robes stained with blood.

Since there was no way out, then he could only continue forward! Using his own hands, using the enemy's blood to compose an immortal legend!

Cold eyes, burning eyes

”Brothers, from today onwards, I, Longyan, will bring you all into a new legend, one that belongs to us …” The corners of the youth's mouth opened.

His words were simple, yet sonorous and forceful. An endless domineering aura spread out as his killing intent expanded endlessly …

”Myth, Myth …” There were only ten of them, but their shouts were earth-shaking. It echoed in the night sky for a long time … These people were none other than Teng Yan, Leng Gu Han, and the ten heaven-defying Battle-Kings …

The peaceful Imperial City would no longer be peaceful, and the dim darkness of the night would no longer dim … A faint color of blood enveloped the entire Royal Capital, enveloping the entire night.

With a contemptuous smile on his face, Teng Yan walked step by step into the imperial city. He stepped into the most prosperous city in the Empire of Ziye. His figure was lonely and majestic, and his back was suave and domineering …. The 11 people behind him immediately followed, as a light drizzle began to fall in the dark night sky …