Chapter 1691: Six Kings Defeated, Strange Things Happen

"Oops!"

The faces of Behemoth and others changed instantly.

The Bearman King's attack could not be said to be full of strength, but it was also 80% to 90% of its strength.

But it could not withstand the slight push of the Southern King.

They suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing on their necks, and cold sweat soaked their backs.

Although the Bearman King was injured, his life was probably not in danger.

At this time, he could not be taken care of, so he had to block the huge waves pushed back by the Southern King first.

The Behemoth King nodded to the other four kings at the same time.

The five people roared!

Ten palms were out!

Boom!

When the huge wave was about to reach the shore, it was suppressed by the five of them with all their strength.

With a splash, the huge wave returned to the lake!

The faces of the five Behemoth Kings turned pale, and their eyes were wide open.

They spit out a mouthful of blood.

The combined strength of the five beast kings from the peak of the Saint Realm, all of them were injured by the Southern King's casual attack when they turned into spirit beasts.

It can be seen how terrifying the realm of the Southern King has reached.

The beastmen behind the kings were all stunned.

They were so happy just now, but now they were extremely terrified!

The plot turned around.

After a brief moment of unconsciousness, the Qiu family army suddenly cheered.

"Long live the Southern King!"

"The Southern King is mighty!"

"..."

"Humph! Just a group of wild beasts, do you think it was a thousand years ago?"

The Southern King looked disdainful, took a step forward, and instantly appeared in the middle of the lake.

With a splash!

The injured Bear King just emerged from the bottom of the lake.

The two looked at each other.

The Bear King's eyes showed deep fear.

The Southern King looked at the Bear King who had regained his human form as if he were looking at fish and shrimp.

"Just relying on you few orcs, you still want to attack my Southern King's Mansion?

Do you know what the greatest advantage of the human race is?"

The Southern King looked down at the Bear King with a mocking look on his face, and did not give him a chance to speak.

Instead, he continued to speak.

"The greatest advantage of the human race is that they are studious and good at research.

It has been less than three hundred years since I became a saint. How about you?

Haha! I am afraid it has been more than five hundred years.

But I am now a demigod. How about you?

This is the gap. The spiritual energy of your Beast Island is more than ten times that of ours.

But what is the result? Because you don't know how to learn!"

The Southern King shook his head: "Hey! What's the point of telling you this? Can you understand?

Forget it. Let's not talk about this. Let's talk about how to punish you.

Should I take you as slaves or kill you?

Well... I'd better use fox people as slaves. You are too ugly, so forget it.

So... I'll start with you!"

The Southern King looked at the Bear King, treating him like a beast.

As he said that, the Southern King waved his hand and grabbed the Bear King.

At this time, the Bear King's cultivation could only be exerted less than 50%, and he had no power to resist.

The Behemoth King and others did not hesitate at all. They took a breath of spiritual energy and rushed over to rescue the Bear King.

Even though they knew they were no match for him, they still had to save him.

"It's not your turn yet, why are you so anxious? Go back and kneel down and wait for death."

The Southern King waved his hand that was originally grabbing the Bear King, but there was no spiritual fluctuation.

The Five Kings were suddenly hit hard, and their bodies slid back like a kite with a broken string.

Plop!

The Five Kings were injured one after another, and their faces were pale and bloodless.

"Bear King..."

The Behemoth King punched the ground, and his entire fist sank into the mud.

He closed his eyes with grief and anger on his face.

"Lord Bear King..."

The eyes of the other orc warriors were about to burst, and the weapons in their hands seemed to be broken.

But they were powerless!

The Southern King sneered and ignored the orcs' grief and anger.

He continued to reach out to grab the Bear King.

But at this moment, his body paused, and his outstretched hand froze in the air.

Everyone didn't understand, and they all looked at him curiously.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

After ten breaths, the Southern King was still motionless.

But a drop of sweat fell on his forehead!

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