The Strongest War God

Chapter 724: Standing Above the World in Three Years’ Time!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As for the foreign pinnacle martial artists, they were probably all foreign slaves to Donovan Dudley!

Kylo’s first disciple, Donovan, personally descended upon the peak of Mount Tanish.

He was alone and shocked everyone.

Donovan’s terror had been witnessed by the pinnacle martial artists of the foreign countries a hundred years ago.

No pinnacle could match a ruthless pinnacle from Mount Kylo.

The foreign pinnacle experts who were originally prepared to attack all stopped because of Donovan’s appearance. They did not dare to take another half step forward.

Braydon Neal, who was standing on the mud altar, raised his hands high into the sky. Thick mist poured into his body like a funnel, and his aura was extremely terrifying.

Braydon endured the seventh wave of national fate, and the mark on his forehead became clearer.

It was like a mark of flames that had appeared before!

Braydon was conferred the title of king on Mount Bliz when he was seventeen years old. It appeared then when the fate of the country descended.

Later on, at the snowy cliff, it appeared a second time.

This was the third time!

At this moment, the 1,000 pinnacle experts outside the borders all had strange movements.

Tespu and the others couldn’t hold it in anymore!

The purpose of them crossing the border was to stop King Braydon from being conferred the title.

At this point, Braydon was already bearing the weight of the seventh layer of national fate.

Even though Kylo’s first disciple, Donovan, had appeared, the pinnacle martial artists from outside the borders would still make a move.

“Ten against one; stall Donovan Dudley. Everyone else, attack and flatten Mount Tanish and kill Braydon Neal!”

“This kid has already reached the pinnacle realm. If he succeeds in receiving the country’s fate, he will be able to stand tall in the world in just three years’ time. All the martial artists in the world will be suppressed by him, and all countries will have to bow down to Hansworth!” “Today, Braydon Neal must die. Kill!”

The 1,000 pinnacle experts were starting a riot.

This was a total of 1,000 pinnacle martial artists, not 1,000 pigs.

However, these people all had a common goal, which was to make Braydon’s soul break between heaven and earth.

Donovan stood in the north of Mount Tanish, facing the group of pinnacle martial artists in the sky. His tiger body released a soaring pressure, and his voice exploded like thunder, “A hundred years ago, I killed you like I was slaughtering dogs. Today, it will still be the same!”

His overbearing voice was like thunder, deafening everyone.

A boiling heat wave spread out from Donovan’s body. The terrifying pressure seemed to be the world itself.

His aura was like heavenly might!

It was the embodiment of a pinnacle martial artist’s vitality exceeding 10 ,ooo Donovan, the first disciple of Mount Kylo, had more than 10,000 vitality.

With a wave of his hand, his vitality surged forth and transformed into a blood-colored spear.

It was made of blood and Qi, so condensed that it was almost tangible.

Wherever the spearhead went, it landed in front of Tespu.

A single spear strike was faster than lightning.

“Kill them!”

Donovan held a spear in his right hand, and a cold and ruthless killing intent appeared in his eyes.

The spear pierced through the barrier formed by Tespu’s vitality in front of his chest, forcefully pierced through his chest, pierced through his heart, and nailed him to Mount Tanish.

In the blink of an eye, another pinnacle had fallen.

No one cared whether Tespu lived or died. The other pinnacle martial artists moved at lightning speed and charged toward the altar of Mount Tanish, wanting to take Braydon’s life.

Donovan turned around and raised his hand, releasing his vitality to form ten red spears.

The spears shot out and killed the foreign pinnacles that had reached Mount Tanish.

No one could stop the red spears wherever they went.

Donovan’s strength was the most terrifying on Mount Tanish today.

After a short rest, Martial Emperor Yanagi’s combat strength was still not weak even though he was injured by the fate of the country. It was enough for him to hold down the foreign pinnacles!

Zavier Leach was the most severely injured, but he wanted to get up to fight again.

Frediano Jadanza slowly walked out and said, “Uncle Leach, let me do it! ”

Frediano, who had fully unleashed the First Emperor Combat Technique, was no weaker than Martial Emperor Yanagi and the others. He could already intimidate an area.

In an instant, a second wave of battle erupted on the peak of Mount Tanish.

The pinnacles dropped like flies.

There were too many people who came from outside the borders!

After killing one batch, there was still another batch!

Even someone as strong as Donovan was injured after a fierce battle, not to mention Martial Emperor Yanagi and the others who were already injured.

Syrus Yanagi, the seven-time champion, was already a pinnacle. He was holding the black dragon spear and fighting fiercely with a masked pinnacle in black clothes to the south of Mount Tanish.

Both sides were extremely powerful and could not kill each other within a short period of time.

Both of them were injured!

Syrus held his spear and stared at his opponent coldly. “Take off your mask!”

The black-robed martial artist froze. He didn’t expect Syrus to say such a thing.

“You’re not a martial artist from outside the borders!” Syrus said angrily.

His words attracted the attention of everyone around him!

Sawyer Quail flew across the sky. More than ten pinnacle martial artists had died in his hands. The foot-long wound on his back was bleeding non-stop. The remaining vitality power belonged to other pinnacle martial artists and prevented the wound from healing.

“Syrus, what’s wrong?” Sawyer asked slowly.

“He’s not a martial artist from overseas. He’s a martial artist from Hansworth!”

Syrus’s eyes were filled with anger.

No one knew the masked martial artist better than him.

Syrus fought fiercely with him. Although his opponent tried his best to hide himself, when the battle was intense, his instinctive attack techniques would be revealed.

Moreover, Syrus had entered the Northern Army since he was young and had grown up in the capital.

He was someone who had seen a great deal of things!

Syrus was naturally very familiar with the ancient martial arts cultivation methods of the various powerful families and aristocratic families in the capital.

He sensed a familiar scent from the masked martial artist.

Sawyer descended and attacked on the spot!

The masked martial artist could fight Syrus without rest, but against Sawyer, he absolutely had no chance of winning.

Therefore, this person turned around and wanted to escape!

However, just as he turned around, he saw a barefooted and bare-chested person holding a Wildgoose Wing Sword walking over slowly.

Harvey Lay’s face was filled with evil as he tilted his head and asked, “Uncle, where are you planning to go?”

“Those who stop me will die!”

A fierce look appeared in the masked martial artist’s eyes. Seeing that Harvey was actually blocking his path of retreat, he attacked brazenly.

A pinnacle expert with a vitality of over 1,000 Na!

He was a low-level pinnacle!

Harvey alone could kill him!

However, before Harvey could make a move, Sawyer had already arrived in front of him in a flash. He raised his hand and released his vitality. All his strength was injected into the masked martial artist’s body, and his palm shattered the door to the pinnacle.

He crippled this person with one palm!

Sawyer carried him and landed on Mount Tanish in a flash, throwing him in front of Zavier.

Zavier slowly took off the black cloth covering the masked martial artist’s face and stared at the person’s face. He took a glance and did not say a word before his palm landed on the martial artist’s head.

He killed him with one palm!

Because this person wasn’t someone that only Zavier knew.

Sawyer and Kieran Normand both knew him!

The Lutz family’s Roman Lutz, an elder of the capital’s Lutz aristocratic family!

“Why did you kill him?” Syrus asked angrily.

Zavier said coldly, “Don’t make it public. If this is exposed, the aristocratic families will definitely rebel today. The most important thing today is that the Northern King carries the fate of the country.. As long as the Northern King is safe and sound, I will personally slaughter all the aristocratic families in the capital without the Northern Army having to do anything!”