The Strongest War God

Everyone was shocked.

What did he mean?

Send everyone on their way!

Was Braydon Neal crazy?

“Northern King…” Dominic Lowe immediately dissuaded him angrily.

Boom!

At this moment, Braydon’s aura was released once again.

The terrifying killing intent on his body melted like snow.

This scene made Luther Carden’s expression change slightly. He said in a low voice, “Retreat! Leave now!”

“Laird, take the Northern King’s cavalry and leave this place!” Yuri Qualls felt numb.

The brothers were all too clear about Braydon’s transformation.

This was to activate the eight king-conferring techniques!

If the eight king-conferring techniques were fully unleashed…

The entire capital would probably collapse.

Braydon held the hilt of the Northern King sword with his left hand and slowly pulled it out from his abdomen. The blood that had been flowing out was still gushing out.

However, after the Northern King sword was completely pulled out.

The blood changed and started flowing back.

Blood flowed back into his wound!

This shocking change caused everyone’s pupils to shrink.

There was also a hint of gold in his blood.

This was the power of divinity.

Braydon’s eyes were deep, and the divine light was fading. His thin lips moved slightly. “Northern army subordinates, withdraw from the capital!”

“Yes, sir!”

The northern army forces that belonged to the northern army retreated from the capital.

Dominic had already been beaten up left and right, but he was stubborn. He advised, “Northern King!”

“Duke Lowe, leave. If you die tonight, it will be of no benefit to the world.

Gordon will also be sad.”

Braydon’s back was facing the other party.

This was the first time he advised Dominic to leave.

If he didn’t listen to his advice, he was afraid that there would be a disaster!

Immediately after.

Braydon opened his mouth again, “Westley, you stay!””

“Okay, brother, I’ll help you!”

Westley Hader’s fingers dug into his left shoulder, and the black feather robe on his body was completely torn apart.

Tonight, he would kill these martial artists of the powerful and aristocratic families in the name of the northern sons.

Braydon said softly, “Stay, but don’t do anything. I’m going to teach you the eight king-conferring techniques!

“The eight king-conferring techniques have been passed down to Cole, Luther, Yuri, Luke, Joshua and the other five. You weren’t in the northern territory for quite a few years, so I didn’t have the chance to teach you.

“Tonight, I will teach you one of the techniques!

“You are the Qilin son of the north, you should be at the top of the world and follow me to guard the vast mountains and rivers of Hansworth!

“Once you get a glimpse of the pinnacle of martial arts, no one in the capital will dare to touch you!”

Braydon was stating facts.

Those who had glimpsed the pinnacle of martial arts had hopes of becoming a pinnacle in the future.

The guardian of a country.

Moreover, Westley was extremely talented.

With his potential, he would definitely reach the pinnacle in the future.

Such a figure must not die.

Whoever dared to harm him, even if it was a powerful family, would be courting death!

For some things, once one crossed the bottom line, they would be courting death!

At this moment, Westley was slightly stunned. He sensed that his big brother’s aura was indeed a little strange.

Dominic said in disbelief, “You gave Luther and the others a glimpse of the pinnacle path?”

No one answered!

At the entrance of the Flitwick family, Luther sat back in his wheelchair and slowly pulled out the sword from his abdomen. The wound seemed to be very serious, but it had avoided his vital parts.

It would be fine after two months!

“Tonight, none of you will live,” he said softly.

“The first technique of the eight king-conferring techniques will probably kill everyone!”

Yuri knew very well how terrifying Braydon would be when he activated the eight king-conferring techniques.

“The martial artists of the powerful and aristocratic families are not ordinary people,” Laird Xenos said softly. “They deserve to die.”

Tristan Yandell’s eyes were darting around, wanting to inquire about the eight king-conferring techniques.

His heart was itching to learn too!

But no one paid attention to this little monkey.

Because the battle in the manor was about to erupt.

The real eight king-conferring techniques were about to shine.

A hint of fanaticism flashed across Luther’s eyes.

The charm of the eight king-conferring techniques could be seen.

It was extremely terrifying!

On the lawn of the manor, the sky was like a black cloth, and the full moon was like a plate.

“Braydon Neal, it seems that you can’t hold it in anymore!” Barry Simpson sneered.

“Tonight, the martial artists of the powerful and aristocratic families would like to seek guidance from the Northern King!

“You’re young and in a high position. You’re a genius, and your mind is almost demonic. You can command a million northern army. At the age of twenty, you’re already famous in Hansworth.

“The powerful and aristocratic families can’t insult the king of the northern!

“Duke Lowe has left, so you don’t have to put on a fake face anymore. Tonight will be the first official battle between the northern army and the powerful and aristocratic families. As martial artists, we will determine who is better with our martial arts!

“The Simpson family of the capital seeks guidance from the Northern King!”

“The Sattler family of the capital seeks guidance from the Northern King!”

“The Yardley family of the capital seeks guidance from the Northern King!”

At this moment, the hundreds of representatives from the powerful and aristocratic families of the capital all cupped their hands in salute.

Their expressions were solemn and respectful toward Braydon.

After all, King Braydon was no weaker than anyone in the world.

He was a great figure!

Humiliating his opponent was humiliating himself.

These people from the powerful families were conservative.

The rules in their family were still the same as those in ancient times a hundred years ago.

A century-old aristocratic family.

A thousand-year-old powerful family.

The rules were the most important.

Now, everyone present was a martial artist, not a single ordinary person.

Martial artists were very different and belonged to the martial arts world.

At this moment, no one mentioned the ironclad law of the country anymore.

Martial artists had their own rules!

Braydon was born in a prestigious family and was the Northern King. How could he not know etiquette?

Both sides had different ideologies and were enemies!

The appearance of a profligate son in an aristocratic family did not mean that the hundreds of people in aristocratic families were evil people.

Braydon’s white robe was stained with blood. He stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. “Northern army’s Braydon Neal, a ninth-level king, seeks guidance from everyone. After this battle, regardless of your family background, I will give you a grand burial!

“Being born in an aristocratic family, you have no choice. For the sake of the family, you can sacrifice everything. As the Northern King, I too have no choice. If you die tonight, you will be given a grand funeral!”

With the background of the powerful and aristocratic families, if they dared to say that they would bury Braydon in a grand manner, it meant that they really had the ability to do so!

The hands of the powerful and aristocratic families had stretched too far.

Barry stepped out and released his king aura, “Barry Simpson, sixth-level king, please guide me, Northern King!”

“Jerome Sattler, fourth-level king, please guide me, Northern King!”

At this moment, five kings walked out.

They all attacked Braydon!

The attacks of kings were different from ordinary martial artists. With a single thought, an invisible force could be released and kill a strong enemy from 100 meters away.

The force released was formless and colorless. It was like a ghost that could kill enemies with a single thought. It was impossible to guard against!

Unfortunately, their opponent today was Northern King, Braydon Neal!

The five kings attacked at the same time. Everyone’s expressions were solemn.

In the sky above the lawn of the manor, gusts of strong wind swept past quickly. Dozens of waves pressed down on the lawn, creating deep gullies and rolling up the green leaves in the sky.

Braydon closed his eyes and tapped the ground lightly with his toes. He stepped into the sky and his thin lips moved slightly.. “Eight king-conferring techniques, martial arts technique, activate!”