The Eastern cultivators all saw Fang Yu's figure.
Not very tall.
Floating in mid-air right above the three hundred thousand troops.
Appearing like an immortal.
The desperate expressions of the Eastern cultivators were immediately replaced by hope.
What they had been waiting for had finally arrived.
"Brother Yu!"
"Mr. Fang!"
"Mr. Fang of Tiandu Mountain!"
"Emperor Yu!"
A true sovereign probably should make such an entrance.
To dominate the world, only then can one intimidate the heroes.
However.
None of them knew what methods Fang Yu was going to use.
It could be foreseen that this would be a combat skill that shakes heaven and earth, makes ghosts and gods weep!
A single move to annihilate the army of three hundred thousand skeletons?!
Is that possible?!
Everyone was eagerly watching Fang Yu in the sky.
While everyone was full of excitement——
Fang Yu's gestures moved.
One energy beam after another, like plum blossom needles, appeared around him.
