Zhang Banhuang was not angry at all, with a smile on his face, looking like a loving old man, and said, "What is Philip Banhuang saying? If I am not arrogant, how could I make such a suggestion?

Fight directly regardless of rank. There are so many masters in our Yanxia Kingdom. Who can beat us? Is it your Holy Roman Empire? Or Citi Kingdom? Or Ottoman Empire?"

Although Philip's half emperor of the Holy Roman Empire is the strongest half emperor, only one step away from the true emperor, he is not the true emperor after all, and Zhang Banhuang is not afraid of him.

Philip shook his head and said, "I won't have a verbal dispute with you. Everyone knows that you Yanxia people are all erotic and like to turn black and white."

Zhang Banhuang said: "Justice is in the hearts of people. Are we loyal or treacherous, evil or good? We naturally have a reputation in our hearts."

Philip snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Soon, representatives of each country were selected, the cities below were cleared, the residents of the city were temporarily moved away, and they fought in the city.

Neither the abilities of level f or level e can be called masters, so there is no need for these two levels to fight.

The first battle was a D-level psychic. Xue Dongli looked down and found that the psychics in many countries were not very strong, even in several major countries.

The battle ended quickly, and the last ones were left were masters from Bharata and Citi. The others all fell to the ground, two of them were seriously injured and could not recover without three to five years.

Even the D-level supernatural genius in Yanxia Kingdom was cut off his arms, describing the miserable.

Xue Dongli narrowed his eyes.

The battle at C-level has begun again. This time it is the same as the last time. Most people are not strong in their class. This time they survived the psychics of Bharata and Yanxia.

Xue Dongli understood and whispered: "So that's it. No wonder the Bharata Kingdom had to use the clone of Kali to kill the abilities of other countries two nights ago. Those who died were all in the same level.

Experts, once they die, the Bharatii country will be able to stand out from their level and get more places."

As she said that, she looked up at the hidden Zhang Banhuang in the air.

I just don’t know if Zhang Banhuang, who made this proposal, has gained any benefits from it?

In the battle between B-level supernatural psychics, six people survived, one of them was a master of Bharata, the other was from Yanxia, ​​and the remaining four were all small countries, and they were small countries attached to Bharata.

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Xue Dongli was even more sure that this was a game.

A conspiracy was laid out to compete for more places.

The Singh Banhuang of the Bharati really has two tricks.

At the A-level, seven survived this time, except for Yanxia and Bharato, all of them survived.

Most of these small countries are vassals of Bharatis.

Just as these winners were about to retreat, a voice suddenly said coldly: "Slow down."

Everyone looked at it and saw a figure appearing from the clouds.

It was a blonde man who looked about forty years old, without a beard, dressed in a decent suit, and looked like a financier on Wall Street.

This person is Rockefeller, the half-emperor of Citiland.

Rockefeller was born into a family with a long history in Citigroup. This family made a fortune because of oil and became the behind-the-scenes controller of Citigroup's political arena. For a long time, the head election of Citigroup was in their hands.

Previously, Citigroup was in riots and almost split into several countries. The Rockefeller family was also severely damaged and almost exterminated.

Fortunately, at this time, the person who had been missing in the Rockefeller family for twenty years returned.

That man was just an ordinary person before, and he liked climbing, especially those peaks that no one had developed.

When he was twenty years old, he left his house to climb a mountain, but he never came back. The Rockefeller family sent many people to search and found some of the climbing tools he left behind, but they never saw anyone alive and never died.

corpse.

Everyone in the Rockefeller family thought he died in the mountains and was eaten by wild beasts such as wild wolves.

But at the most tragic time of the Rockefeller family, this man came back. Not only did he not die, he also accidentally entered a secret realm.

That secret realm was left by several civilizations. He received the inheritance of a powerful person in it. After practicing for twenty years, his talent was extremely high and he directly broke through to the half-imperial realm.

As soon as the Rockefeller half-emperor appeared, he killed several masters who tried to split the country, shocking everyone.

His elder brother is a very capable person. With his support, his elder brother unified the country and was elected as the new president. He was behind the scenes and became the solid backing of his elder brother and the backing of the entire Citi country.

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Everyone looked at him, and he spoke out at this time, and there must be something very important to say.

Zhang Banhuang smiled and said, "Rockefeller, is there anything wrong?"

Rockefeller said with a serious expression: "Singer half emperor, I have one thing, please help me solve my doubts."

Singh half-emperor smiled and said, "Please speak."

"My disciple told me that there were many supernatural people in our Citi Kingdom, but many famous masters disappeared for no reason, and one of them was his best friend." Rockefeller said, "Even if there are enemies, there are enemies."

There shouldn't be so many people suddenly disappearing. Is there anything that Singh half-Emperor has to say about this?"

Before he finished speaking, a man wearing a bag head and gorgeous costume spoke over there. The man had a big black beard, a string of emeralds hanging around his neck, and was full of jewels. He was the half-Emperor of the Ottoman Empire—

—Sulaiman.

Suleiman said coldly: "A nephew in my family also disappeared for no reason. He had contacted me before he disappeared, so it was impossible for him to leave by himself. For this reason, I asked my subordinates to do a statistics and found out that we were Ottoman.

There were originally seventy-two psychics from the empire, but now there are only fifty-one left, Singer half-emperor, don’t you have anything to say to me?”

At this time, an ordinary psychic spoke and said, "Last night, I just separated from my elder brother for a while, and my elder brother disappeared. I thought I was ambushed by someone, but I didn't expect that it was more than my elder brother.

The person was missing."

"The companion who came with me also disappeared. He said he would go out for fun and never return."
Chapter completed!