The black giant tree used to suppress Wang Zhijun, almost turned into a landmark of the An Mansion, towering tens of meters high, collapsed with a roar.
The remnants of the giant tree, broken into inch fragments, scattered down like ashes burned to nothing.
"Lord Wang?!"
"Vice Commander Wang!!"
"I knew the Vice Commander would be fine!"
"Hahaha! Little Diao Deyi, trying to harm the life of the Vice Commander, is simply wishful thinking!"
The people on the ground were all excited, while Fang Yu looked on coldly at all this.
Bloodshed! Bloodshed! Still bloodshed!
Blood bags! Blood bags! Still blood bags!
Once Wang Zhijun is killed, you are all ants!
If you can't defeat Wang Zhijun, then you are all blood bags! None will escape!!
Fang Yu was filled with anger, filled with fury, even had his blood boiling!
But in the next second...
"What's going on! Wang Zhijun, I've already killed two Elders, why haven't you settled it yet!!"
