The Strongest War God Chapter 571: Your are Too Slow!

Chapter 571: Your are Too Slow!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Your Highness, that’s not true. What do you mean by relying on them? This is called joining them!”

Leighton Yin’s face was fair and had a feminine beauty.

Charleigh Yang shook his head and said, “If that’s the case, then there are also people from the Northern Army who have joined the yin-yang ent.i.ty. Isn’t that also called reliance?”

“What?”

“Nonsense!” Harlan Jones was furious. “Who in the Northern Army would join the yin-yang ent.i.ty?”

“What good would it do to lie to you?” Leighton smiled faintly.

Harlan said coldly, “Tell me who it is!”

“I can’t tell you that. This important figure originally intended to appear tonight, but after thinking about it, he deemed it a little inappropriate. He will appear on the 15th of the seventh month when the Northern King is conferred the t.i.tles on Mount Tanis.h.!.+”

Charleigh smiled, dimples appearing on his face.

The two of them had appeared tonight and had even specifically come to look for Braydon Neal. There must be something going on.

Moreover, the two of them had even said something like that and messed up Braydon’s state of mind.

What did they want?

Braydon clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly, “The owners of the hundred clothes are free to decide which faction they belong to. However, the yin-yang ent.i.ty and the Northern Army are mortal enemies!”

It was very obvious what he meant!

It was equivalent to telling the yin-yang twins that as the hundred clothes’ successors, they would become enemies with Braydon in the future. The two of them naturally understood the meaning of the words.

The two of them came here today for one thing.

That was to forcefully obtain the Heavenly Execution Token!

Leighton said softly, “Your Highness, the two of us have come tonight to borrow something from you!”

“For the Heavenly Execution Token?”

Braydon replied calmly.

These two people had appeared because of the Heavenly Execution Token. Without thinking too much, they must have come tonight for the Heavenly Execution Token.

Charleigh nodded. “Since Your Highness has already guessed our intentions, are you going to hand over the Heavenly Execution Token or not?”

“The Northern King shall never be threatened!”

A cold sword slowly appeared in Harlan’s hand.

“Leader Jones, you are no match for us brothers!” Leighton shook his head lightly.

“We have naturally made ample preparations for tonight’s trip to obtain the

Heavenly Execution Token. I wonder what Your Highness thinks of the River Village?”

Charleigh stood on a big tree with his hands behind his back and asked with a smile.

“Barrett Yearwood has already gone to the capital. Are you planning to make a move against those orphans?”

In an instant, Braydon’s thin body released a terrifying killing intent.

The killing intent was almost tangible, like the wails of a hundred ghosts!

From this killing intent, one could vaguely feel how terrifying the young Braydon was. He had killed countless enemy soldiers with the Northern King sword.

This was the terrifying killing intent forged from millions of corpses.

The killing intent was shocking!

Charleigh’s eyes were filled with fear as he said in a low voice, “A shocking secret is buried under the River Village. Since Barrett Yearwood is unwilling to tell us, we can only find it ourselves. Tonight, the lives of the 562 families in River Village are all in your hands.”

“We only want the Heavenly Execution Token. We won’t hurt anyone in the village!”

Leighton said coldly.

The two brothers had come prepared tonight.

The yin-yang ent.i.ty was trying to force Braydon to have a fall out with them.

They were forcing Braydon to personally attack them!

The yin-yang ent.i.ty was using the lives of hundreds of families in the River Village to threaten Braydon into handing over the Heavenly Execution Token.

Would he hand over the token?

Don’t forget, the Northern King shall not be threatened!

Braydon took off his golden Qilin robe and held the handle of the Northern Cold Sword. His whole body was filled with cold killing intent. He said indifferently, “Using innocent people as a threat, from tonight onward, the yin-yang clothes will no longer be part of the hundred clothes. For all the owners of the hundred clothes, if they are to meet the yin-yang twins, they shall kill them without mercy. They will be hunted down for generations until they are wiped out!

“The person who issued this order is the Qilin Lord, Braydon Neal!” A cold killing order came from Braydon’s mouth.

From tonight onward, the yin-yang twins would no longer be part of the owners of the hundred clothes.

Kicked out!

Moreover, the twins’ successors would be hunted down by the owners of the hundred clothes from now on.

These words made the twins furious.

“Braydon Neal, aren’t you being too ruthless?” Leighton raged.

“The twins’ inheritance is part of the hundred clothes. What right do you have to give such an order?”

Charleigh’s expression changed.

If that was the case, the enemies that the two brothers would have to face in the future would all be Qilin sons who could be ranked on the Qilin ranking.

All of them were troublesome opponents!

If that was the case, Syrus Yanagi and Westley Hader would definitely be able to kill the two brothers if they joined forces.

Braydon slowly pulled out his Northern King Sword and said indifferently, “What right do I have? Because I am the current Qilin Lord, because I am in charge of the Heavenly Execution Token!”

“After tonight, the Heavenly Execution Token will no longer belong to you.”

Leighton attacked first. He took out a s.h.i.+ny three-foot-long sword from his Sleeve.

At this moment, a cold wind swept across the land.

Dust flew everywhere on the ground. The night was dark, and stars hung high in the sky.

But here, a battle between the chosen ones erupted.

Charleigh made his move. A long curved blade appeared in his hand. The blade was dazzling and filled with killing intent.

The yin-yang twins were Qilin talents.

At such a young age, they were already half-step pinnacles.

They were also the inheritors of the yin -yang clothes!

If they were not Qilin talents, what could they be?

If it was a hundred years ago, as long as a Qilin talent was born, all the forces would break their heads to recruit the person.

The Qilin son had at least a 50% chance of reaching the pinnacle realm.

Once one reached the pinnacle, they would be the leader of the martial arts path.

They would be a true pinnacle.

They could live for 500 years!

If a family had a supreme ancestor who lived for 500 years, even if the entire family was filled with hedonistic sons, no one would dare to touch the family, let alone that person.

This was because the world was afraid of pinnacle martial artists!

At this moment, both sides exchanged blows.

The two brothers, Leighton and Charleigh, knew that Braydon was very strong, and that the previous Qilin Lords were not weak.

However, the two brothers were extremely confident in themselves.

They did not believe that the combined strength of the two of them would not be able to shake the Qilin Lord Braydon.

The battle between the two sides erupted!

The commotion was huge and immediately attracted Sammy Dudley and Hatcher Murphy who were at the examination venue.

“The Northern King is making a move?” Bentley Johnson asked in surprise.

“An expert is attacking. Protect the examination venue!”

Hatcher gave the order without hesitation.

With this level of battle, even if a king were to intervene, he would die!

The battle in the dark night.

The aura of a half-step pinnacle expert!

Braydon did not activate his eight techniques. He held the Northern King Sword in his left hand and stood quietly in the dark night, calmly watching Leighton, who was the first to attack.

Leighton wielded his sword and pierced through the night. His speed increased drastically, and his movement speed was no less than 70 meters per second!

This speed was extremely fast!

This was the speed of a half-step pinnacle.

With a speed of 70 meters per second, if it was in a normal crowd, a sword would be able to slash through the throats of more than a hundred people in an instant.

This was the formidable strength of a martial artist.

However, Braydon’s thin lips moved slightly. “You’re too slow!”

“What?”