The White Scale King and the Dragon Horn King never expected that the final result of this ambush on Chen Yu would be like this.
In just a short moment, only the two of them were left.
Even the White Scale King, at the peak of the Early-stage Sky Sea Realm, was injured.
The Dragon Horn King's injuries were even more severe, his spirit crushed. Facing Chen Yu, fear uncontrollably spread, and he couldn't stop trembling.
In contrast, Chen Yu, who fought against two kings, also suffered some injuries, but they had all healed.
How could it be like this?
The two kings were full of fear and helplessness.
"White Scale King, let's retreat."
The Dragon Horn King transmitted his voice.
If it wasn't for the strong demon White Scale King here, he would have retreated long ago.
But even with the White Scale King here, he felt no sense of safety.
"No, I must kill this brat."
