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Looking at this scene, Wang Yan seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and the thunder was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and he couldn't believe it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This, this, this!

Is this arrogant pheasant spirit a broken brain? No, no, no, or maybe it doesn't have a brain at all, and for the sake of a momentary mood, it can do such a thing?

The fire pheasant holy sword that had accompanied it for at least hundreds of years was gone, and it abandoned its family and ran to Wang Yan's war hammer.

is still proud, thinking that the treacherous plan has succeeded, and it can figure it out!

Wang Yan looked at its expression, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

Served!

I really can't get rid of you now, you have ruined your home and seized Lao Tzu's war hammer, who can drive you away?

It's not just Wang Yan.

The people on the rostrum were also thundered, they were all powerful gangsters, and they were all cunning and well-informed. But even they had never seen or even heard of anything like it.

The spirit of the fire pheasant holy sword that has been nurtured for hundreds of years and gradually formed, whether it is admiring Wang Yan or being vindictive for a while, it is even drunk to the end?

The entire youth conference venue was naturally quiet, and the vast majority of people were shocked by this scene and did not react for a while.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

After a few seconds, one of the Toei warriors finally roared angrily, "Children of Flame, you, you have gone too far, you dare to destroy our nation's holy sword. ”

After he roared, he seemed to wake up those Dongying people who were still dreaming. From top to bottom, from Mitsui to Passerby A, they were excited, roaring, as if they were about to rush up and fight Wang Yan at any time.

"Yaga, let go of me. "Ito Heng has the heart to die, and he originally thought that if Wang Yan didn't want it, he would work hard, and there would be some chances to get the holy sword. But now such a scene has happened, which not only completely cut off his hope, but also greatly humiliates his self-esteem.

The fire pheasant spirit would rather abandon the sword body that has accompanied him for hundreds of years, and follow Wang Yan, no, to be exact, he forcibly occupied Wang Yan. This is like a royal lady with an extremely noble status who took a fancy to a poor sling, and the poor sling did not want others, so she had to abandon everything and elope, and specially cooked raw rice into rice.

This made Ito Yokoichi's heart shatter inch by inch, and the colic was incomparable. He was so excited that his face turned red, and he drew his knife to rush to the rostrum. And some other samurai desperately dragged him and comforted him.

Just kidding, rushed up and fought hard with Wang Yan, but it was just talking. There are so many S-level bigwigs on the rostrum, if you anger anyone, you will have to lose half your life if you don't die.

The clamor of the Dongying people surged like waves of tide.

The National Africa Bureau and some people in Huaxia are not calm.

Zhang Weidao, Wang Yan's good brother, took the lead in jumping out: "What are you howling? Did Lao Wang rob your daughter-in-law or did he drop it? If you are not convinced, go directly to the ring to make an appointment." ”

"Amitabha, that's it. The little Buddha did not take five precepts, and he also said solemnly with a precious face, "Our old king has a charismatic personality, and it is natural that the fire pheasant spirit has the vision and is willing to follow him." ”

"Boom!" Lei Bang didn't speak, and flew directly to the ring, and the thunder spear pointed at the sky, and the thunder thundered with a thunderbolt. His meaning is already very clear, if you want to fight, where is there so much nonsense?

"Dongying Xiao'er also dares to shout, all of them are healed, and the scars have forgotten the pain, right?" Wu Ya Ange giggled, and a thick black mist filled her body, and her poisonous scorpion-like tail was full of poisonous needles, "Come on, come on, let your sister Ange teach you how to be a person again." ”

As soon as Lei Bang and Wu Ya'an sang out, the shouts of the Dongying people suddenly became dumb.

In the previous qualifiers, in the action of encircling and suppressing the National African Bureau, although Wang Yan assumed most of the firepower. However, the rest of the people were more or less subjected to calculations and sieges mainly by the Dongying people.

And in the process of smashing the siege, the horror of Lei Bang and Wu Ya Ange and others has been deeply imprinted in their minds.

At the same time, a pure and vast sword intent soared into the sky.

Gao Mingyue stood out of thin air with her hands in her hands, although she did not draw her sword, she did not speak ill of her. However, at this time, she is like a sharp sword that can cut through everything. Her sky-high sword intent, even those half-step S-level powerhouses who watched the show well, showed a solemn expression.

Purely in terms of that sword intent, many half-step S-level powerhouses felt the pressure and threat.

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"Tsk"

Inside the rental house in Huaxia.

Uncle Cannon and Pope of Light, two old men, were piled up with two-pot bottles beside them, obviously looking at the lively kung fu, they had already drunk a lot.

"Mingyue, this girl, is worthy of being the best descendant of the Shushan Sword Sect in the past hundred years, the hope of Shushan. Uncle Pao said in a praising voice, "That sword intent is vast, as if I have seen the demeanor of the predecessors of Shushan." ”

"Yes, it's really good, there is hope for a resurgence in Shushan. The Pope of Light was also very old-fashioned, and he drunkenly praised, "This kid is not a little better than his performance in the Light Trial. Although you don't usually have a positive shape, the hellish special training still works very well. ”

Of course, the Bright Pope is happy, the younger generation of the Huaxia National Africa Bureau has made a lot of progress, but his Holy See has also made great progress. The Holy Son Wright and the Holy Daughter Lulu are almost like they have been reborn.

"Of course, the deity's method of training the disciples, how can it be idle?" Uncle Pao was a little drunk, and said proudly, "Look at our Xiaoyan's ability, hehe, even the fire pheasant spirit is relying on him not to leave." ”

"I'm sorry! Praise you, you're still gasping. The Bright Pope pursed his lips and said disdainfully, "How can I hear that you haven't taught Xiao Yan seriously a few times from beginning to end? In my opinion, this generation of young people has grown so fast and outstanding. First, because of the impending catastrophe and the huge pressure, there is a momentum to move forward. Second, because the population base has increased substantially, the society has gradually developed, and there are many more opportunities for cultivation than before, so the probability of demons is naturally high. Third, young people compare with each other, secretly compete with each other, and learn from each other also play a decisive role. Your hellish training is just icing on the cake. ”

There is some truth in the analysis of the Pope of Light, before the development of the earth, the world was only hundreds of millions of people, and most of the people were ignorant, even if those demons against the sky were buried, it was not unusual.

Today, the population has reached 7 billion, and the social structure is developed, the information is smooth, and the living conditions are excellent. Naturally, the odds of a good person appearing are much higher than in ancient times.

The population explosion and the scientific development of resources may really usher in a peak era of human beings on earth.

Of course, there are many factors, and not just the Pope lists these promises.

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The story comes back to the scene.

The young powerhouses of the National Africa Bureau burst out one by one with a powerful aura, and the icy aura of Huangfu Nanlian lowered the temperature of the entire venue a lot. Even, even Xiao Yanzun Zhang Huang burst out with a strong flame aura and stood on the side of the National Africa Bureau.

Today's National Africa Bureau is no longer the era of grass-roots creation, young talents are emerging in an endless stream, and in terms of the number and quality of masters, Dongying has been completely suppressed.

If the two sides play group fighting, the Dongying people will make it clear that they will be humiliated.

It is the same in any era, the strong are respected, and the big fist is powerful.

Seeing that Dongying was dumbfounded.

The people who eat melons suddenly let out a burst of boos, it's too cowardly, it's you who provoke the trouble, and it turns out that you are the first to go down, do you have any self-esteem?

No wonder, your family's Pheasant Holy Sword is chasing after the Flame Child in vain.

That's the gap.

Those boos and chatters pierced the hearts of the Dongying people like stingers, and their faces were flushed, and they couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into.

"Enough!"

Seeing that the commotion was almost over, the president of the Super Federation, Emmons, came out to preside over the overall situation, and his voice spread through the audience in a thick voice, "This is the awards conference, whoever dares to make a noise again will be driven out of the venue." It's all scattered, and it's not allowed to make trouble. ”

Emmons relied on the power of the S-class to suppress the audience again.

Then he glanced at Wang Yan quite helplessly, he had lived a lot of years, and he was finally convinced by Wang Yan. This low-key young man is really "low-key everywhere".

"Wang Yan, since you have obtained the Fire Pheasant Weapon Spirit, hurry up and go down, don't hinder the two Holy Highnesses from choosing the prize. Emmons waved his hand at Wang Yan angrily, as if he was chasing away the plague god.

Wang Yan's kid is so good at provoking right and wrong that it makes Emmons frightened, and if he stays any longer, he may come up with some moths.

"This ......"

At this time, Wang Yan suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the war hammer in his hand with a wry smile. Well, now there is an extra machine spirit, and it also has the energy that the Pheasant Holy Sword has accumulated for hundreds of years.

I have to admit that the current warhammer is very powerful, and it is more domineering than ordinary holy weapons.

But is that really good?

Wang Yan glanced back at the Dark Saintess and the Light Saintess not far away beside him, wanting to ask their opinions.

Considers.

The Holy Maiden of Light's face turned pale, and hurriedly hid her holy weapon, the Holy Light Scepter, behind her. And the Dark Saintess also had a panicked expression, and hurriedly hid the Stygian Flame Scythe.

Lao Wang's guy will not only hook up with the girl, but also with the holy artifact spirit, which is really terrifying.

Wang Yan's face darkened, do you need to look like this?

The fire pheasant has a broken brain, who would do that with the ordinary holy artifact spirit?

"Wang Yan, what are you still doing?" Emmons was also a little weak, and hurried to say, "Take your things and leave quickly, don't delay others." ”

Wang Yan touched his nose helplessly, who are these people? I didn't take the initiative to seduce the pheasant.

"No!" Wang Yan simply said in a sonorous voice, "President Emmons, I haven't won my prize yet, why do you let me go down?"

What the!?

Emmons' face changed dramatically.

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(There was a power outage in the community, so I took the opportunity to go out and wave for a day.) I went home at half past four in the afternoon and found that there was electricity, no way, I didn't eat dinner and coded a chapter ~ woo woo ~ Lao Ao went to brush up on wine every day!) (To be continued.) )