The young emperor of the Jinpeng tribe is in a miserable state now.

Chu Hao looked at the Jinpeng tribe in the auditorium. Among them were two pseudo-celestial beings from the Jinpeng tribe. They stared at him aggressively, and their eyes were about to burst into flames.

In this duel, they can't help at all.

Chu Hao sneered and said: "From the beginning, the Jinpeng clan and I have always been on the same page. If you insist on messing with me, who is to blame?"

The two pseudo-Tianzuns of the Jinpeng tribe were trembling with anger. Kong Yi was injured, so they could only watch but could not take action.

If Kong Yi dies, the Jinpeng clan's hope of entering the ancient sea world will be gone.

Chu Hao lowered his head and looked at Kong Yi and said, "There is no sense of achievement in killing people like you. You are really weak."

"you!"

Kong Yi was angry. He was conceited and could not bear to hear such words.

"In the same realm, killing you is like killing a chicken."

Chu Hao raised the Huntian Stick.

The Jinpeng tribe's pupils shrank.

Kong Yi's pupils shrank, and he finally felt the fear of death.

"Bang"

Hit with a stick, his head exploded and blood splattered everywhere.

The whole place was silent.
Chapter completed!