In an instant, Song Yan immediately had an extra Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand. This Fang Tian Halberd didn't seem to have any extravagant places, it was like a weapon that had just been picked up on the battlefield, and there was really nothing outstanding about it. It's just such a weapon, and when it first appeared, the Yuan Force around Jiaodong was in chaos. However, except for Song Yan, no one noticed this change.

Don't look at Song Yan in front of a martial emperor, but his divine thoughts are still far less powerful than Song Yan, so when facing this slight change, he doesn't feel it at all. "Haha! What good things do I have for you...... It's a broken spear after a long time!Don't you think that this kind of thing will hurt me, right?" The Martial Emperor on the opposite side had a weapon in Song Yan's hand, and his originally somewhat serious expression immediately disappeared, and then it was replaced by deep contempt.

"In that case, I'll send you back to heaven! Die!" After laughing at Song Yan for a while, the Martial Emperor threw the long sword in his hand hard, and then the magic weapon that was originally a long sword turned into a magnificent firebird in the sky just after it broke away from his hand. And the curse of this firebird had just appeared, so he pounced directly on Song Yan, and began to chirp before he reached Song Yan's side. "Quack!" Three sounds as ugly as toothless sounded in Song Yan's ears, and this voice was extremely ugly. But after hearing them, Song Yan didn't just feel that what he heard was a sound, he was more like three awls waiting to be seen, and Song Yan's ears hurt.

"What a weird thing!" Song Yan had never fought with the people of this Water Blue Continent before, so he didn't know their methods, and now when he saw the technique used by Emperor Ming Wu, he couldn't help but secretly praise in his heart. This technique can be said to be the first time I have seen it. And just looking at his summary argument already makes people feel that he is very annoying. However, the short period of stunned did not make Song Yan forget the situation at this time, this firebird's attack was aimed at him, and it must be himself who was a little unlucky.

So Song Yan reached out and lit up the mouth on his body that was still dripping blood. Then he held the halberd in both hands and quietly waited for the arrival of this firebird. The firebird in the sky was not flying fast, and when he was about to approach Song Yan, his body suddenly changed direction, and at the same time, he spit out a fist-sized bill of goods. This kind of manifest looks like a spell that all warriors can throw, and the attack power can be spoken. And they fly at a light speed, as if the fireballs would be blown away if the wind was a little stronger nearby.

But these are just a few fireballs that seem to be no threat, but after being seen by Song Yan, they are frightened and hide from Lian Miang's fragrant tongue. Sure enough, when Song Yan's body was resolutely moving, these fireballs seemed to be attracted by the design, and the speed of the far forehead suddenly became hormonal, and when they had just flown out not far away, they suddenly changed direction and chased after Song Yan. "Oh broke! This thing is slowing down just to make me take it lightly. His speed wasn't slow at all. And...... This thing is still turning! This ...... How can I be good!"

Song Yan was also a little worried at this time, after all, even if he was the most powerful Yuan Technique, he could only use more martial arts to play an auxiliary role, and it could not be used as a single means of attack to directly put the opponent to death. But what he saw today was indeed a little hard to explain. "Whoosh!" The fireball kept spinning behind Song Yan. Song Yan also kept changing his posture and stance to avoid these annoying fireballs. At this time, the Martial Emperor and the two Martial Kings beside him all looked at Song Yan with a look like a monkey, and even the Martial Emperor sat down on the spot with high interest, waiting for Song Yan to be burned to charcoal.

"Poof!" The fireballs behind Song Yan kept hitting a tree at the moment, and they all ignited in the moment of concentration. But even if it had been ignited by those trees, they still continued to get up and chase after Song Yan without giving up. It seems that if Song Yan is thoroughly refined, he will not give up. "Damn, you can't get rid of it!" The more this happened, the more anxious Song Yan's heart became, but after his figure ran out again, he found that it seemed that the tender firebird just now was not making any attack after sending out these fireballs, not only him, but even the Martial Emperor on the opposite side who had been doing it for a long time was not moving at Song Yan.

"No! Why does it look lively! Doesn't he know that this is the future, as long as he attacks me once in the sky, he will inevitably die?" Song Yan couldn't understand the intention of this Martial Emperor, didn't he plan to kill himself. Song Yan's mind kept calculating, and finally he finally found a reason for the past that Jing'an Temple said. That is, this Martial Emperor no longer has the strength to attack him, and all his means are on the few fireballs spit out by this firebird. Thinking of this, Song Yan was relieved.

"No wonder! I knew it wasn't that powerful!" Since Song Yan had already thought of what was going on, he naturally wouldn't let him go on like this. After dodging the fireball behind him once, Song Yan guessed that Qingfeng stomped on the clouds, and his body was just a flicker and opened a distance from the fireball.

up. After two strokes, he realized that he had some strength, and after sticking out his little tongue, he honestly returned to his original position. "My lord, there is a fish called Nianciyu, as long as I find him and take out the medullary fluid in his cerebral marrow, and spit it on my father's whole body, I should be able to save him!"

"Almost?" Song Yan was a little puzzled, whether this method was reliable or not, how could it be almost finished in one sentence. "Well, I don't know if it works, but my father once passed this house to me when he was still in a situation, and told me that once he suffered an accident one day, or was poisoned deeply, he told me to use this method to give him medicine, and the condition also said that it was only three times, and if it didn't work three times, then there was no need to treat it again!"

Song Yan stroked his chin with his hand when he heard this, and he somewhat understood that this house should be specially left by Fang Shui'er's father, so that it could be used one day in the future. From this point alone, it is not difficult to see that Fang Shui'er's father is also a shrewd person, even if he has an accident, he will not lose his life in the first place, and the possibility of poisoning at the first time is close to 100%.

So just in case, he made such a nondescript explanation, at that time maybe he was just an unintentional move, but now that he sees it, this unintentional act is likely to have saved dozens of lives.

That's right. That kind of black attack and that kind of powerful vastness just now are the signs of the chaos attack, and this kind of chaos attack itself is very domineering, Song Yan noticed that the moment his attack hit the firebird to look at it, it didn't look very easy to provoke the firebird for even a moment, did not hold up, and under Song Yan's attack, it turned into ashes all of a sudden. This time, Song Yan was really overjoyed.

What does that mean? It means that in the future, Song Yan will encounter any opponent, no matter what kind of magic weapon or immortal weapon the opponent is using. None of their weapons will go a turn in their hands. "I'm so hungry, as long as I have this thing in my hand, I won't walk sideways wherever I go!" Thinking of this, Song Yan Anqi stroked the halberd in his hand, but when his hand just touched the body of the halberd, he immediately noticed something different from just now.

Because when he took it out just now, this Fang Tian Painting Halberd had stirred the surrounding Yuan Force fluctuations when he knew how to understand it, but at this time, when Song Yan was fiddling with him, it was really exactly the same as fiddling with a mortal realm weapon that had broken copper. There is no longer the slightest hint of what happened just now. "What's the matter?There is no fluctuation in the transportation capacity?Can it only be used once?" Song Yan's heart instantly fell into the sky. Originally, I thought I had got a magnificent treasure, but I didn't expect this thing to be a one-time consumable. The value of this thing is too much discounted.

"Lord Song!" Just when Song Yan was still in a daze, Fang Shui'er's voice sounded in the village. Because the battle just now was too loud, almost everyone in the village was awakened at this time. However, they didn't see the Martial Emperor and the rest of the Martial Kings who came to attack. They had just appeared and saw Song Yan standing in a daze, while he was holding a rotten and rusty Fang Tian halberd in his hand. However, in view of Song Yan's special status, even if these people were woken up to rest, no one said a word, and when they saw it, they used not sleeping in the middle of the night to make fun here, and the tribesmen in these villages went back to rest after a few yawns.

And Fang Shui'er was the only one left. Now that he saw that the other people had left, he came to Song Yan's side after stirring up the beating. "Fang Shui'er, I have something to ask you! You must answer truthfully" Song Yan was tormented, and he came alone, just to change the question in his heart to talk to him. Song Yan wanted to know what it was that could make a martial emperor so flocking.

"My lord, please ask!, if the little girl knew, she would definitely tell her!" Fang Shui'er still looked very obedient. His badness about Song Yan's questioning is also simple, and just looking at his current appearance, Song Yan knows that as long as he knows something, he will never lie.

"Let me ask you!Is there something hidden in your Fang family?" "This! The little girl has heard a few words before, but not all of them are too fragmentary to be used at all!" "Then you tell me!How can you know what secrets your family is hiding!" Song Yan's words were very direct, and he didn't seem to care at all about being misunderstood by Fang Shui'er.

In fact, although Song Yan wanted to get the secret of their Fang family, Song Yan would not rob it by force, what he had to do was to know whether this thing or any other item was useful to him, if so, Song Yan still believed in his own worth, as long as the other party was willing, he could still afford the reward that the other party demanded. However, if he could know whether this thing was useful to him at the beginning, Song Yan could take the initiative to choose whether to give up or not, after all, no one wants to delay his time for something that has nothing to do with him.

However, even if Song Yan gave up, he would arrange a place for these people to go, and he would not watch them all die slowly. "My lord, this secret is only known to my father, if the adult really wants to know more about it, then he can only heal my father first!" Fang Shui'er's words were more Yueqing, Song Yan knew that in his heart, he also hoped that everyone who could help him with this. Otherwise, even if his father recovers on his own in a few days, although his life is not in danger, it is not a way to be quiet.

"This is easy to do!" Originally, Fang Shui'er was still wondering if Song Yan would reject him in one go. After all, Song Yan didn't have any affection with them, so he and Song Yan already knew each other, but this was all because Song Yan lived by himself. In the face of his benefactor, Fang Shui'er was too late to be grateful, how could he be in the mood to find a way to let Song Yan sign his favor. And although he didn't know the strength of the other party, it was not difficult to see that Song Yan's strength was already quite strong just by scaring Uncle Tiger away. But although she was very unconfident, Fang Shui'er still said it hard, but the expected complaint did not come. Instead, a soft voice came into his ears.

Although the voice is very short, only three words. But Fang Shui'er was blessed to hear the sound of heaven, and he almost fainted with happiness. "I know that many of your medicinal herbs here are Quzi, the magical beasts in the sea water, and even ordinary fish and shrimp. I just want to know, what is the creature that can save your father, can you find it there?" "Great!" Fang Shui'er was so happy that she forgot for a moment that she and Song Yan were still one layer of identity, and actually reached out and grabbed Song Yan's arm, and shook it gently. After two strokes, he realized that he had some strength, and after sticking out his little tongue, he honestly returned to his original position.

"My lord, there is a fish called Nianci fish in this, just find him and ask him what is there. But she was always smart, and she immediately understood why she asked. "Do you want to ...... your lordship?" "Hmm!" Song Yan didn't want to avoid it at all, and said directly: "After I leave, you will definitely not be safe here, in this way, I have a way for you to temporarily avoid difficulties, and after a while, all the people in the mud will gather, and I will take you to a place!" "Oh! Okay!" Although Fang Shui'er didn't know how Song Yan planned to settle the people of these tribes when he fell to the ground, since Song Yan said so, then he would let it go.

A moment later, all the people of a tribe stood in front of Song Yan. Looking at this team of only about thirty people, Song Yan's heart was speechless for a while. Fang Shui'er's village may not be called a village at all, and it is not an exaggeration for them to say that it is a team. Because their numbers are so small.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Song Yan didn't talk nonsense, he took out his Stygian Hung and then rushed to his body, and with a wave of his hand, he soaked this mini Stygian Hung in the seawater.

(End of chapter)