Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1905 - 1906: Reap What You Sow

Yang Fei looked at him strangely, "Do you want to marry your daughter to ? Is your daughter beautiful?"

This remark was simply earth-shattering and exceedingly abrupt.

Everyone stared at Yang Fei with wide eyes, wondering what this guy ant by saying this at such a mont.

Maggie nodded secretly, thinking that although this guy was lewd and wicked, he was a smart person, especially skilled in psychological warfare.

He had successfully diverted Ebert's attention, thereby gaining psychological dominance.

Ebert was taken aback, feeling angry inside, but still maintained a calm deanor on his face.

"That's not the case. My daughter is only ten years old..."

Yang Fei looked at Ebert in surprise.

"Since it's not about marrying off your daughter, why are you calling 'father'? I am not your son-in-law!"

As he spoke, he muttered to himself.

"Anyway, you won't be able to handle a few of my moves. Does my na have any significance to soone who's about to die?"

Though he was muttering, everyone present heard him clearly.

Milan and Nico both laughed out loud.

Jack and Ho Huaide, Hans, however, widened their eyes, clenching their fists tightly with sweaty palms.

This guy's boasting was bigger than the sky.

The person opposite was one of the Seven Holy Envoys of the Doomsday Tribunal, even the Duke of Southern Road finds it hard to resist.

However, this guy showed no hint of fear; his words could make the living mad and the dead co back to life.

Ebert laughed loudly. During this minute of speaking, he had fully balanced his Qi-Blood and Essence Qi.

No matter how formidable the opponent, Ebert had the capability to fight him.

Maggie protected the Duke of Southern Road, listening to Ebert's laughter, quickly reminding Yang Fei.

"Be careful, he's coming."

Just as Maggie finished speaking, Ebert transford into shadows, lunging at Yang Fei.

With his movent, a dense electric web appeared in the void, forming a siege position, trapping Yang Fei.

Bang!

Ebert rushed in front of Yang Fei, his Palm Thunder flashed brilliantly as he struck Yang Fei.

This was a true Palm Thunder!

If Yang Fei dodged, the Palm Thunder would imdiately fly out after him and explode directly.

In such a short distance, for Yang Fei to completely avoid the explosion of Palm Thunder was nearly impossible.

If Yang Fei took it head-on, Ebert would imdiately let Yang Fei know what it's like to roast a suckling pig.

Although Maggie didn't have deep martial arts knowledge, being the daughter of a renowned general, she had extraordinary insight and imdiately shouted.

"Retreat quickly, lie down, and roll away!"

Everyone praised Maggie's insight and knowledge.

This kind of Palm Thunder can't be dodged or taken head-on. Lying down and rolling away is the best way to avoid its blast power to the maximum extent.

However, Yang Fei did not listen to Maggie's advice, instead, he charged forward, reaching for Ebert's Palm Thunder.

This surprised even Ebert.

Yang Fei dared to seize the Palm Thunder barehanded, wasn't this courting death?

Everyone scread in shock, thinking Yang Fei would surely be blown to smithereens, turned into a roast pig.

The next second, everyone was left speechless, unable to believe their eyes.

Yang Fei grabbed Ebert's Palm Thunder, stretched out a finger and rotated it with the thunder.

That terrifying Palm Thunder seed like a circus prop.

Ebert was shocked; as far as he knew, no one could control his Palm Thunder.

This Power of thunder and lightning was intricately linked to Ebert's Spirit Elent Qi.

If Ebert willed, driven by Essence Qi, the Palm Thunder would explode.

It was like holding a ti bomb, with the remote control in Ebert's hand.

Ebert gritted his teeth and exercised the Essence Qi in his body, trying to make the Palm Thunder explode.

However, at that mont, Ebert suddenly discovered that his Palm Thunder was suppressed by a powerful force.

Though he mobilized all his Essence Qi, he couldn't make the Palm Thunder explode.

This ant Ebert's Palm Thunder was forcibly seized!

Such an odd occurrence was unheard of by Ebert, and he retreated in panic.

Yang Fei chuckled; it wasn't that he comprehended the control over the power of thunder and lightning.

Rather, it was because of this guy's imnse Power of Dragon and Elephant that directly subdued Ebert's Palm Thunder.

Ebert's Palm Thunder was essentially an expression of power.

Yang Fei, with Spirit Elent Qi, controlled the Thunder Electric Ions, rendering Ebert's Palm Thunder unable to explode.

Ebert instantly understood Yang Fei's prowess.

He shouted fiercely, and the electric web in the void began to envelop Yang Fei.

Yang Fei chuckled, the Palm Thunder on his finger suddenly started spinning rapidly, eting the electric web head-on.

Oddly enough, as the electric web touched the thunder orb in Yang Fei's palm, it suddenly vanished without a trace.

With this, Ebert was dumbfounded.

Not only Ebert, but even Maggie and the Duke of Southern Road from afar gaped, staring at Yang Fei in disbelief.

This guy actually utilized ball lightning to absorb nearby electric ions in the void, causing the massive electric web to disappear instantly.

At this mont, the lightning on Yang Fei's fingertip absorbed a massive amount of electric ions and was already the size of a water tank, exuding a destructive aura.

Ebert was left speechless, staring at Yang Fei.

Even Ebert couldn't control such a massive Divine Thunder; how did this guy achieve it?

Yang Fei also looked at Ebert coldly.

"Your Divine Thunder is nothing much; do you want to taste its flavor?"

Ebert suddenly snapped out of his extre shock and turned to flee frantically, his speed as swift as a bird.

Such a large thunder, Ebert couldn't withstand it.

He further couldn't control Palm Thunder as effortlessly as Yang Fei.

Yang Fei laughed loudly, "Don't run, I want to show you why roast suckling pig slls so delicious!"

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fei's Palm Thunder gathered nearby electric ions from the void.

With a thunderous boom, the Palm Thunder hurtled towards Ebert in full force.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, Ebert let out a miserable cry; the vanished figure reappeared amidst the intense explosion.

Compared to the Duke of Southern Road, Ebert was in a much worse state.

His whole body was covered in lightning, like tiny snakes, spreading everywhere.

He seed like he had just been rescued from the crematorium furnace, covered in black marks, severely injured.

The burnt areas on his back exposed bare bones.

Moreover, his long hair was scorched by the Power of Thunder and Fire, revealing a bald back of the head.

Worst of all, the flas on Ebert's body burned fiercely, uncontrollably.

Who would have thought, the once magnificent Ebert, was injured so miserably by his own power of thunder and lightning!