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She lifted her fingers, sliding slowly over the edge of the Death Scythe. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The sharp blade of the blade, along with her fingertips, rippled with cold energy. As her mood changed, the deep darkness behind her also became more intense.

In this darkness, a pair of cold and evil demon eyes were staring at Wang Yan below, as if this darkness was leading to the gate of hell, and a giant claw could stretch out at any time and drag Wang Yan into the never-ending hell.

The three-legged golden crow "cooed" and swallowed his saliva, Lao Wang must have done something unspeakable to these two powerful and beautiful women, and if he stayed here, the god would probably suffer terrible involvement.

"Well, that, this god suddenly remembered that there was still something to do, so let's go first. After that, the three-legged golden crow trembled and got up, turned around and flapped its wings and was about to fly away, but Wang Yan grabbed his neck and pulled him back.

"Whew, that's it again. "The three-legged golden crow wants to cry without tears, and the god always feels that sooner or later he will die at the hands of your old king.

Wang Yan's brows couldn't help jumping, he could already feel the general situation at the moment.

It's just that when he was stared at by more than 400 people, it felt like a guinea pig lying on the experimental table, and it was definitely even more terrifying than falling into the encirclement of the Dongying Alliance.

Especially those two holy women, look at the momentum, tsk, even the phantom of the law has come out, they don't want to eat themselves and wipe them clean, and they have to use some lynching, right?

Uncle Pao is right, some women really can't be messed with.

......

Wang Yan's eyes rolled, danger is danger, fortunately, there is still a little distance from them.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile innocently.

"Well, misunderstanding, complete misunderstanding, I just happened to be passing by here. Oh, you seem to be busy, don't worry about me, you're busy, keep busy. ”

As he spoke, he sweated and waved his hand a few times to the crowd around him.

That's when it happened.

He turned suddenly, his wings spread, and his feet stomped heavily on the ground, bringing up a wave of spark-like energy.

Qi waves rose from the ground, and his whole body had already flown out more than ten meters against the ground at this moment. The speed was as fast as a flying swallow skimming the water, which made everyone inside and outside the battlefield secretly stunned.

What are you kidding, don't leave at this time, waiting to be swiped by the two major churches, more than 400 people take turns?

"Hmph, Wang Yan, don't want to run away again this time!"

A pair of light wings behind Lulu, the Holy Maiden of Light, flapped her back, and the golden air rushed straight to the ground, and her whole person was like a golden falcon, flying out at once.

Behind her, the little angel Bei Bei glared fiercely at the sheep-headed demon king opposite, her wings raised, like a golden meteor, and followed Lulu to Wang Yan.

"Son of Flames, obediently stop for this holy woman, and let this holy woman pick your skin!"

The Dark Saintess Catherina snorted softly, and the magic array engraved in the pupil of her left eye emitted a brilliant light.

The sheep-headed demon king Ba Fu who was standing below her suddenly screamed as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and waved away several werewolves in front of it, "Dong Dong Dong" took heavy steps one after another, like a rampage bulldozer, and rushed into the sea of sand.

And the magic wings behind Catherina flapped, and the thick darkness made her whole person like a black whirlwind, following her closely.

"The younger brother still has something to do, so the two sisters don't have to send it. Wang Yan raised his hand without looking back and waved.

Then he stepped on it again, and the direction of progress immediately changed, and the whole person was as agile as a bolt of lightning, and immediately made a big bend in the sand sea.

This is the experience he summed up when the Dongying Alliance was encircled and suppressed, and it is also the reason why he did not choose to fly directly in the first place when he was encircled and suppressed.

Although he was able to take to the skies, in the encirclement, a sudden ascension would cause a brief pause and would undoubtedly be a conspicuous target. Moreover, in the air, there are far fewer borrowing points than on the ground, and flying close to the ground like this is far more flexible than flying in the air, and it is also easier to use cover to hide and dodge.

At this time, Wang Yan flew close to the ground, fast and agile, but the two saintesses were also strong, and their speed was not much worse than him in one go.

In addition, they also have two equally powerful war pet helpers, the two women and the two helpers lined up above the sand sea, following closely behind, but in just two or three breaths, they have already flown out more than a hundred meters.

"Although Lulu can rest assured to chase Lao Wang, this holy war has the Holy Son, and it will definitely blow up those evil dark cultists!"

Wright, the Holy Son of Light, raised his war hammer and led a group of holy knights to rush down the sand dunes with a bang.

On the other side, Stewart, the Son of Darkness, also led a group of ferocious and hideous werewolves to rush over from the opposite side.

"Your Highness Catherina, even if you go after the Flame Child, this Holy Son will definitely not let you down in this holy war!" the Dark Son shouted loudly, surrounded by black air.

At this critical juncture, the members of both sides also showed high fighting spirit.

"those dark dogs!"

"Let's rush together and kill those bright pigs!"

"Kill!"

The shouting and killing were getting closer and closer, and the two saints chased Wang Yan's footsteps, getting farther and farther away, until they finally disappeared at the end of sight.

At this time, the two holy sons who led the charge finally reached the point of facing each other.

Wright, the holy son of light, has a cold face, a tall figure, a shining silver armor, holy and proud, making him like the embodiment of justice and the nemesis of all evil.

At this time, he stood in the middle of the battlefield, looking at the Holy Son opposite, his eyes were full of fierce fighting spirit.

The Son of Darkness did not show weakness, he stood in front of Wright, his hands around his chest, and his body was full of evil energy, and the black qi around him seemed to swallow even the surrounding light.

The members from both sides clenched their weapons and held their breath as they lined up behind the two Sons.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the will from light and darkness collided fiercely at this moment, and the strong battle intent caused the sky to be thick with clouds, obscuring the sun.

A strong wind carrying sand and dust blew across the battlefield, and between the thick clouds, a ray of sunlight shone on the face of a young holy knight.

The brutal battle made his armor covered with scars, a cloak full of holes like rags, and a bloody scratch on his childish face that swayed in the wind behind him.

Despite his low state, he still clutched his shield and sword, and stood strong at the front of the line.

Opposite the young knight was a werewolf who was not too old.

At this time, the werewolf's left arm was wrapped in strips of cloth, swollen and high, and there were several large cuts on his chest and abdomen, although they had scabbed, the smell of blood was still spreading around him.

His beastly eyes were wide open, staring at the other side, and although his eyes were full of exhaustion, his sturdy body did not show the slightest intention of flinching.

There were many more soldiers like them on the battlefield, and almost everyone here had some scars, but even so, they still insisted on standing on the front line.

Perhaps it is precisely because of their bravery and fearlessness that the image of the Holy See of Light and the Council of Darkness will continue to rise and stand tall in the long river of history.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was sporadic and tragic, and even the surrounding sounds seemed to be unconsciously quiet.

The crowd of spectators in the youth conference venue stared at the main screen with bated breath, and the series of twists and turns just now made them feel as if they were on a roller coaster, and they were intoxicated.

At this time, they were not only concerned about the entanglement between Wang Yan and the two holy women, but also about the outcome of the fourth holy war.

Although there are no twin saints, the members of both sides have reached their limits, and the victory or defeat of light and darkness may appear in this battle.

In the center of the battlefield, the two holy sons stood in the wind and sand, staring at each other for a long time.

Suddenly, an elusive glow flashed in the eyes of the Son of Darkness.

At this time, he changed his previous arrogance and domineering, and when he looked at the Son of Light, there was a depth that he had never seen before.

He took a deep breath of dry desert breath, his thirsty lips moving up and down, as if he had made some great determination, and then slowly spoke, "We, we can't fight anymore." ”

When this sentence was spoken, his heart could be described as full of mixed feelings, if the other party refused, or even ridiculed, then this scene would become a great shame in his life.

But his instinct was telling him to give it a try.

The reason why he dared to say this at such a juncture was because he saw the same thing as himself in the eyes of the other party.

The same perseverance, the same helplessness, the same compassion...... Many of the same emotions made the Son of Darkness feel compelled to speak his heart.

After all, if the fight continues, both sides will be greatly injured, not to mention that it is because of the Flame Child, the battle provoked by this one man, he is really a little unwilling.

His eyes were fixed on the eyes of the Son of Light opposite, and his heart almost hung in his throat.

Suddenly, the Son of Light moved.

A complex glow flowed through his eyes as he looked at the Dark Son, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

After a long time, the Holy Son of Light slowly replied, "Okay, let's stop fighting, let's make an appointment another day." ”

The tense nerves of the Son of Darkness. Finally relaxed, both sides smiled slightly, and they were both in each other's eyes, gaining high affirmation and respect.

"Bang dang. ”

Both sons threw their weapons to the ground, stepped forward, and hugged each other tightly.

The many battle members behind the two holy sons all breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them suddenly sat down on the ground, looking up at the sky, a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe, echoing in their hearts for a long time.

There were also some members who had already stood in place and cried stupidly, "I finally stopped fighting, I almost felt like I was going to die just now, woo woo." ”

......

The atmosphere, at some point, suddenly became eeriely harmonious.

A light breeze blew, and the entire youth conference venue was silent, and all the spectators were stunned.

What the hell is going on?

What about the holy war? What about the holy war that you say?

The most important thing is, what is going on with those two holy sons? They are hugging!

...... (To be continued.) )