These words were clearly transmitted to the high platform. Literature Junkies┡.

Ning Hong'er gritted her teeth and said in her heart, if this is really the case, then the little young master's performance is reasonable.

The ghost queen in the curtain is still like cold water without waves, and there is a cold in the calm.

The most true thing to hear is Wang Yan, what he hates the most is that others sacrifice for themselves! It's a feeling that life is worse than death.

Burst!

Wang Yan inserted the knife into the chest of the wrestler in front of him, quickly reached into his clothes and took out a sachet, took advantage of Xue Ying's opening, stuffed it into Xue Ying's mouth, and then pulled out the short knife and continued to slaughter.

Lux's fear has reached the zero threshold, only the sharp thorn that pierced it, it seems that he is going to be more ferocious, some things, once the ban is lifted, it can't go back, just like the evil qi scattered on his body.

Wang Yan threw the short knife to the ground, pulled the iron spear in the hand of the wrestler, and knocked several people away with a sweep, perhaps because of the excessive force, the spear was slightly bent.

It's still the long weapon that makes it strong, and since the murderous killing can't deter them, then there is only a way to go by slashing and killing.

Puff puff! The spear was like a thunderbolt in Wang Yan's hand, Wang Yan pierced the dense crowd, although the visual effect was not as shocking as the short knife disemboweling, but this attack path was more bloody.

Before Lux could react, Wang Yan had poked several holes in his body, and suddenly blood gushed like a spring, and he fell to the ground and struggled twice, and then there was no movement.

Wang Yan can collect more than a dozen lives in a round of stabbing, and compared to just now, the killing efficiency at this moment has soared.

Fu Xueying saw it most truly in Wang Yan's arms, and the whole person was stunned.

On the high platform, Ning Hong'er and the others were also frightened, and just reported that they were lucky, hoping that their subordinates could capture them, at this time, a group of wrestlers could not even get close, and they were falling down one after another.

The wrestlers in the hall and the reinforcements who arrived were all elite divisions of the Five Phoenix Pavilion, but they were as weak as a doll that had not yet been weaned in front of this little young master.

Ning Hong'er was anxious, and her afterglow skipped the curtain from time to time.

Between breaths, Wang Yan killed several more people.

The atmosphere in the hall changed completely, everyone looked at Wang Yan in horror, and the male guest who had just persuaded Wang Yan to make friends was hiding the farthest at the moment.

Under the main hall, the men and women stopped the expedition, and the thick bloody atmosphere had wiped out all the tastes, and everyone was waiting for a result.

"Stand down!"

A cold voice came from the tent, and the wrestlers retreated one after another as if they had been amnestied, giving up a large open space, and at this moment everyone could see the results of the massacre more realistically.

The corpses were stacked on top of each other, and there were a hundred and ten corpses in one foot, and the blood stained the ground of half of the hall red.

Xue Ying was held in Wang Yan's arms, without the slightest blood stain on her body.

Wang Yan easily inserted the iron spear into the floor, bent down and pulled out the short knife, but unfortunately he couldn't spare his hand to wipe the blood stains on it.

"Young Master Wang, I kindly invited you to the banquet, and this is how you repaid me?"

There was a touch of playfulness in the cold voice of the ghost queen, low and steady, without the slightest childishness mixed with it.

Wang Yan turned around, glanced at the curtain, and replied.

"The pavilion master's words are wrong, the dishes of the peep immortal banquet are not my appetite, but he insists that I eat them, how can I eat them?"

"Young Master Wang, the peep immortal banquet has been passed down for decades, and people are dishes, and everyone in Xinzhou knows about it, if you don't think it's your appetite, why do you want to go to the banquet?"

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled.

"I've heard the name of the immortal banquet for a long time, and now that I have received an invitation, even if the food is not appetizing, I have to come to see the world, otherwise how can I be worthy of the pavilion master's kindness?"

"Hehe, then you killed my subordinates, how should you explain this?"

"Pavilion master, you can't blame me for this, it was your people who did it first, I just protect myself." Wang Yan sneered.

"Young Master Wang, the reason for everything is because you violated the rules of the Immortal Feast, you have to pay the price, you kill my people, I will give you a choice, hand over the woman in your arms, I will let you go, this matter is over!"

This choice is again, Wang Yan held the handle of the knife and waved his hand.

"Pavilion Master, there is no need to choose this matter, I will not hand her over to you, no matter what her identity and status she used to be in Wufeng Pavilion, now she is my person who gathers Ying, as the leader, I have the obligation to protect my subordinates! It's not too early, I'm leaving, and the relationship between Wufeng Pavilion and Juying will not be friendly from now on, what tricks does the pavilion master have, I will follow, now if the pavilion master thinks that your people can stop me, let them try. Wang Yan said, feeling the spiky gaze on the high platform, rubbing the blood stains on the knife with his trouser leg, inserting the short knife back into his boots, pulling out the iron spear, and pointing straight at the door of the temple.

"Whoever stops me, die!"

"Young master, it's all Ying'er's fault, if Ying'er had told the young master earlier, there would have been no such thing." Fu Xueying pulled out the sachet in her mouth and choked.

"Just know it's wrong, don't do such a stupid thing next time."

Xue Ying listened, pulled out her hand from her clothes, hugged Wang Yan's neck and cried bitterly, she regretted it, regretted that she was self-righteous and thought wrong about Wang Yan, and as a result, she caused this kind of trouble.

"Don't cry, hold me tight!"

After Wang Yan finished speaking, he glanced at the wrestlers who blocked the door of the palace, and his face gradually became violent and hideous.

"Are you still stopping me?"

This sentence contains all the anger that Wang Yan has endured from the moment he entered the door until now.

Next! Wang Yan doesn't mind showing his most ferocious side

Ning Hong'er and the others trembled, although their backs were to Wang Yan, but Wang Yan's voice was heard clearly, and an extremely terrifying face appeared in their minds.

Bang!

One of the wrestlers was so frightened that his spear fell to the ground.

"Young Master Wang, will you come to my Wufeng Pavilion as soon as you say, and leave as soon as you say?"

After the ghost queen finished speaking, the four black shadows beside the curtain instantly descended from the high platform and rushed up.

"Young master, be careful, they are the charms of the ghosts, the personal guards of the pavilion master, very powerful!"

"Close your eyes!" Wang Yan's commanding voice sounded in her ears, and Fu Xueying glanced at the charm and closed her eyes honestly.

Wang Yan also closed his eyes at this time, and in a second, everything seemed to return to his previous life, to the underground boxing arena, and to the state of mind of fighting for his life, Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a touch of cruelty in his eyes.

Seeing that the ghost spirit stepped forward to help the battle, Lux suddenly became demoralized, and rushed up with a roar.

Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst!

Splashed with a mist of blood.

Wang Yan's expression became murderous and cruel.

The aura of the ghost has been locked by Wang Yan, and only the four of them are close.

The body of the ghost was like a ghost, and a few flying bodies rushed in front of Wang Yan, the short sword in his hand revealing a cold light.

Lux immediately retreated, making room for the four of them.

The Charm Demon surrounded Wang Yan in the middle, constantly changing his pace, and the short sword looked at the vital point of Wang Yan's body.

On the degree that these four girls can rank in the top 50 among the opponents they have fought with, and the four of them cooperate tacitly, Wang Yan does not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

The spear was crossed across his chest, his eyes squinting, locking on the aura of the four.

Suddenly, the four of them were in trouble at the same time and rushed up together.

Wang Yan opened his eyes suddenly, and kicked the waist of the black shadow on the left side, and the black shadow immediately bounced out, flew several feet in the air before falling heavily to the ground and rolling three times.

Lowering his body to dodge a sword stab, he slashed a shot in his backhand, sending the black shadow behind him flying.

Wang Yan had already lost fifty percent of his strength, and the black shadow still flew out a few meters away.

The remaining two stretched out their hands obviously not as good as the previous two, and they were picked up by Wang Yan with three or five moves, and one of them was rewarded with a kick and kicked away from the battle circle.

The surrounding wrestlers were already stunned, the skills of the charm and the spirit of the dragon were the number one in the Wufeng Pavilion, and they were defeated so easily!

The ghost queen in the curtain has a gloomy face, each of them has the strength of the second grade, and the four of them together are knight-level masters who can compete with it, but the four of them were defeated like this under the hands of this little young master!

He's only fourteen!

"Do you have any more powerful men? Call them all out! ”

Wang Yan's domineering taunt echoed in the hall, and the faces of the people on the stage were pale.

Wang Yan didn't make a dead move, and the charm and the ghost struggled to support his body, his eyes full of horror.

Wang Yan glared at the dragon who was about to pick up the dagger!

Xiao was so frightened that he took three steps back, his eyes were a little frightened, even if he didn't feel so helpless against Zhang Qingsong.

The hands of the wrestlers holding their weapons are trembling, and the opponents who can't compete with the four of them together, what can they do?

War is death, and life is better than death if you don't fight!

The battle had been going on for an hour, and the ground was full of corpses, and the fear in my heart had been infinitely magnified, and I had finally completely lost confidence after the defeat of the Charm Monster.

The fighting spirit has dissipated!

Wang Yan smiled widely.

"You're amazing."

Onihime's voice came from the tent.

"Thanks for the compliment." Wang Yan turned around and smiled wickedly towards the tent.

"I wonder when the Pavilion Master will command? If not, I'll take my leave! ”

After Wang Yan finished speaking, without waiting for the ghost Ji to answer, he walked towards the palace gate.

"Can you protect her for a while, and can you protect her for a lifetime? She betrayed the Five Phoenix Pavilion, and she would die eventually. ”

"You'd better stop beating her idea, she's now my Juying's person, if there is anything long, two short." Wang Yan turned around and stared at the curtain, and two cold rays of light shot out of his eyes.

"I'll take your Wufeng Pavilion to bury it!"

"You're threatening me?"

Onihime's voice was full of disdain and resentment.

"I'm just telling the truth, if there's anything you can do at me, I'll take it, but if you dare to hurt the people around me, then don't blame me for being rude."

Wang Yan turned around and walked out of the hall with Xue Ying in his arms.

Silence returned to the hall.

The wrestlers gathered at the bottom of the high platform and knelt on the ground, their heads pressed against the ground, but there was no trace of blood that had spread.

There was a click in the curtain.

At this moment, a male guest walked under the high platform, ignoring the surrounding atmosphere, and said with a cheeky face.

"Pavilion master, the woman I brought has defeated the male slave, I wonder if I can come forward to meet the pavilion master?"

Ning Hong'er and the others looked at the male guest angrily, but they couldn't speak.

In the middle of the night, a faint voice came from the curtain.

"Come on!"

The male guest smiled and walked quickly to the high platform, lifted the curtain, and there was a burst of ** sound.

Soon, more than a dozen male guests poured into the audience, and in this round, most of the male slaves leaked.

The peeping banquet continued, the corpse was dragged out by the wrestlers, and the male guests seemed to have forgotten the big war they had just born, and they contributed the female dependents in an endless stream.

Everything is back to the way it used to be.