Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

At the entrance to the Dragon Tomb.

The old devil had a mournful face; his inner collapse was beyond words.

Wang Hao, that rascal, is clearly forcing him into this situation, leaving him no room to maneuver!

"call out……"

Just then, a sharp whooshing sound rang out.

The old demon looked up and saw the Clown King with glistening glints at the corners of his mouth, wielding two longswords in his hands, rapidly charging towards him.

"Oh my god! My turtle's life is so miserable!"

The old demon was so frightened that he could only quickly dodge away.

"Boom..."

The next second, the two sides clashed, with huge roars echoing and rocks flying everywhere.

"drink……"

Li Yunyang shouted and leaped into the air, whipping the three clowns around him away with a powerful dragon tail swing.

"Fire descends upon the world!"

Bai Ling's eyes snapped open, and a terrifying flame instantly spread out.

"ah……"

Several clowns around who failed to dodge were instantly burned to ashes.

"Gulp... So strong!"

Ling Xiao and the others swallowed hard, intimidated by the formidable strength of Li Yunyang and his group.

The scene of them, with their Martial Emperor cultivation, reaping Martial Saints as easily as slicing vegetables was particularly shocking.

Upon seeing this, Wang Hao instantly became unhappy.

Why is it that the people around the Heavenly Emperor's favorite son are all experts, while he is surrounded by a bunch of underlings with little talent and weak strength?!

"I'll let you show off for a while. I'll definitely make you all alone later," Wang Hao said angrily.

At the same time, Wang Hao also decided that he had to intensify the training of Ling Xiao and the others. He couldn't do everything himself; otherwise, what was the point of having underlings?

Wang Hao,

"What do we do now? Are we just going to watch?" Xiaobai asked curiously.

Wang Hao stretched his neck and cracked his knuckles. "Since Li Yunyang and his group have shown such great prowess, we can't let them lose face. I'll take action myself."

"Alright, let's go on a rampage together!" Xiao Bai perked up instantly, holding the Chaos Green Bamboo in his hand with an eager expression.

"Thor has descended!!"

Wang Hao shouted loudly, and his cultivation level suddenly surged from the eighth level of Martial King to the eighth level of Martial Emperor.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning flashed around him, and the Thunder God Armor instantly appeared on his body.

"Watch this, the Whirlwind Slash of Breaking Army!!"

The Heavenly Demon Giant Sword in Wang Hao's hand suddenly erupted with an extremely powerful sword intent, and violent lightning crackled continuously on the sword's body, quickly leaving a purple sword arc in the void.

"call out……"

Immediately, a sharp whooshing sound echoed throughout the Dragon Tomb.

Before the five or six clowns could understand what was happening, they felt a sharp pain in their necks, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, the entire venue fell silent, and everyone stared at Wang Hao in a daze.

A Martial King unleashing his full power was able to wipe out five or six clowns at the Martial Saint level? Is this some kind of joke?!

Ling Xiao and the others stared at Wang Hao in disbelief. Even if these clowns didn't have much talent and their Martial Saint cultivation was questionable, how could Wang Hao have killed five or six of them with a single sword strike?

Is it that the clown is too weak, or that Wang Hao is too strong?!

Ai'er covered her red lips, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, and finally understood what a savior meant.

Li Yunyang's expression turned serious. He realized that Wang Hao's combat strength was dozens of times greater than when they fought last time.

In particular, their cultivation levels have broken through several levels, and the gap between them is gradually narrowing.

"Are you feeling the pressure and starting to take it seriously?!"

Li Yunyang's eyes flickered; Wang Hao's serious demeanor brought him unprecedented pressure.

"Even if you are exceptionally talented, I will never lose to you."

A resolute glint flashed in Li Yunyang's eyes, and with a spin, he kicked three more clowns away.

"Haha, here comes your little bunny! Take this!"

Xiao Bai leaped off Wang Hao's shoulder, using her small size to dodge the clowns' attacks with quick, agile movements.

Meanwhile, Xiao Bai kept waving the Chaos Green Bamboo in his hand, specifically targeting the heads of these clowns, killing them in their sleep.

"So these are the heroes summoned by the dragon vein using its fortune?!" Clown King's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected this group to be so ferocious.

He said he could understand why these two Martial Emperors could kill a Martial Saint, after all, geniuses may be few, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.

But for a Martial King to kill a Martial Saint while crossing two major realms is simply unacceptable.

The most unbelievable thing is that a rabbit actually knocked out all his martial arts masters by hopping around. Isn't that absurd?!

"No, we must finish this quickly."

Clown King frowned. Based on past experience, obtaining the dragon vein required a swift victory, otherwise, the consequences could be far more severe.

Thinking this, Clown King crossed his longsword in front of his chest, licked his dry lips, and grinned wickedly, "Behold my trump card, the flying sword!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two golden beams pierced through the void, instantly locking onto the old demon.

The old demon's pupils constricted sharply. The flying sword wasn't fast, but it had locked onto him, making him feel like he had nowhere to hide.

"ah……"

The next second, the old demon let out a miserable scream.

Everyone turned to look and saw the old demon spitting out blood, with the Clown King's two longswords stuck in his body.

"No way!" Wang Hao rubbed his temples. He hadn't expected the old devil to be all show and no substance.

"Everyone says that the older the Holy Demon Turtle, the tastier it is. Today, I, the Emperor, can finally find out the answer."

Clown King licked his chapped lips and approached the old devil step by step.

"Senior Turtle!"

Li Yunyang was shocked and rushed forward without thinking twice.

Wang Hao scratched his chin, thinking that since even the Heavenly Dao's favorite son had rushed up, it proved that although there was danger, it was definitely not a fatal one.

Besides, the worse he gets beaten now, the more Heavenly Luck Points the Dragon Vein will give him later.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao shouted with a righteous expression, "Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good. Today, let me eliminate evil and uphold justice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Hao, wielding the Heavenly Demon Giant Sword, transformed into afterimages and charged towards the Clown King.

"Boss!"

"Junior brother!"

"Lord Wang Hao!"

Ling Xiao, Qian Wanyang, Chen Yao, and Ai'er were shocked. They never expected Wang Hao to do something so crazy as to provoke a Heavenly Realm expert.

"Like a moth drawn to a flame, utterly overestimating its own strength!"

The Clown King cackled and produced two more longswords from who-knows-where, crossing them in front of his chest.

At the same time, a violent sword intent surged forth, forming a sharp sword aura.

Wang Hao and Li Yunyang's pupils contracted sharply, and they quickly dodged without hesitation.

"You think you can dodge my trump card flying sword!"

Clown King smiled contemptuously and tossed two longswords at Li Yunyang and Wang Hao. The sharp sword energy instantly blocked all their escape routes.

The crowd couldn't help but gasp in shock. Were these two geniuses about to perish here...?