The First Heir

In a flash, a ferocious battle broke out here.

Philip coldly stared at a Hellhound with a saber in his hand. This guy had completely lost all human consciousness and turned into a killing machine. The electronic chip implanted in their heads was constantly stimulating their brains, sending the signal to kill.

Philip looked coldly at the burly man with the saber, his eyes full of chills. He said, “Let me see what’s so great about the people from the Hall of Evil.”

“Fight! Kill!”

The Hellhound with the saber roared. He waved the saber and slashed at Philip’s neck. His movement was clean and neat, full of killing intent. Even the disciples of the third and fourth zone would die on the spot when they encountered the Hellhound in this killing frenzy. Moreover, the other party’s saber-wielding skills were not ordinary. It was as though his moves had been programmed by a detailed computer program.

force of each movement were

using the saber and implanting the

evade the saber that slashed forcefully at his neck. Instead, he leaned forward and threw a

saber slashed horizontally an inch above Philip’s head. At that moment, Philip could even feel the icy chill above his head. Even steel could not withstand

to be frozen

Bang!

Philip’s fist suddenly exploded with overwhelming energy pressure and blasted the man’s stomach and

“Argh!”

ground in flames. The saber in his hand was retrieved