However, when he thought about the 12 commanders who came across the border before and never thought that they would not be able to kill Fang Ping, but now they suffered heavy casualties, leaving only him, Mu Daoyu, one middle-level commander and two first-level commanders, Fengqing felt in his heart

Still bleeding!

Too many people died!

The power he has cultivated over the years has suddenly been reduced by 30%. How will he compete with other heirs to the throne next?

The high-quality and powerful people cultivated in the King's Battle Land are the capital of people like them.

In the outside world, there are no such convenient conditions to cultivate so many strong leaders at once.

"Fang Ping!"

Fengqing's heart was bleeding and she was about to explode with anger!

That bastard, if you don't kill him, you will never have peace of mind for the rest of your life.

…

At this moment, Fang Ping touched the area again.

After observing for a while, Fang Ping felt a little helpless. The two high-level players were not dead?

Including those from the Demon Ming Royal Court, there are 8 seventh-level players, two high-level players, and three middle-level players.

As for Feng Miesheng, Fang Ping treated him as if he didn't exist. He had not planned to kill him just now. Killing the seventh grade was more important. Feng Miesheng, a little miscellaneous fish, could be killed at any time.

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Chapter completed!