"Xiao Wu?" Wang Yan was also a little dazed when he heard Yunhai Jinpeng's title, but Jiuyou, who was watching the play on the sidelines, gave him an assist. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's the girl who dances, it's really a piece of wood. By the way, I would like to remind you that this one is the Yunhai Jinpeng who shined on the battlefield before you, and in terms of strength, it is quite strong. ”

"Burning Dance?" Wang Yan listened to Jiuyou's words and muttered in a low voice, but in an instant, he raised his head, looked at the unruly Yunhai Jinpeng, and said: "I won't fight with you, although I don't know what you have to do with Burning Dance, but the war between the two realms is just around the corner, and the demon clan should not have infighting, and it is such an inconsequential battle." ”

Listening to Wang Yan's answer, Yunhai Jinpeng's originally unruly face showed an angry look, and he said angrily to Wang Yan: "What are you talking about, you actually said that the matter about Xiao Wu is irrelevant, I must teach you a good lesson today, so that Xiao Wu will come back to me, and let her see me is his best choice." ”

Saying that, Yunhai Jinpeng in anger actually launched an attack on Wang Yan, blocking Yunhai Jinpeng's fist, Wang Yan secretly thought in his heart: "Is it worthy of the Tianjiao of the Jinpeng family, although it is said to be angry, but this power should not be underestimated." ”

However, Wang Yan still didn't want to fight him, pushed him back, prepared to sit down, and continued to adjust his state, after all, the battlefield is changing, and the fighter plane is fleeting, and he can only ensure his state as much as possible in order to deal with all kinds of situations.

And in this way, he can live better, because he promised the dance that he would go back safe and sound.

When he left her, he made a promise to himself that he would not let Flame Dance worry about him anymore, and that he would not take this meaningless struggle to his heart.

As for the matter about the Burning Dance, after the war is over, he will naturally go to the Burning Dance to verify that it is better to recharge his energy than to have a meaningless battle with this guy here.

"You guy. ”

Yunhai Jinpeng looked at Wang Yan, who didn't care about him at all, and his heart was even more angry, this was simply a performance of despising him, which made his always superior sense seem to have been trampled under Wang Yan's feet.

The demon power is surging, and now he is moving the real fire, Yunhai Jinpeng decided to teach Wang Yan a good lesson, and it is best to kill him by mistake.

In an instant, the wind was raging in the tent, as the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, they were born with extremely strong control of the wind, not to mention their strong bodies, these were their capital as the former reckless and powerful clan.

The wings behind Yunhai Jinpeng bloomed with golden light, and countless golden feather blades slashed towards Wang Yan.

Jiuyou was still sitting firmly on the side, looking like he was watching a good show, and he didn't have the idea of interfering at all. It stands to reason that as the demon saint who is responsible for coordinating these ordinary demon clans in the war between the two realms, he should stop it in time in the face of such a situation, but at this moment, he obviously has no intention of doing so.

Wang Yan was still unmoved, and Jiuyou, who was originally squinting and preparing to watch the play, showed a depressed look on his face when the golden feather blade was about to stab in front of Wang Yan, and said regretfully: "It seems that there is no good show to watch today." ”

I only heard a thunderous explosion, and a figure appeared in the camp tent, which was already crowded, and all the feather blades that flew in front of Wang Yan turned into powder, and the desolation appeared in front of the demons, looking around the scene in the camp tent.

In the end, his gaze fell on the only big demon in the Demon Saint Realm in the camp, and Jiuyou whistled and moved his gaze to other places, he was still a little scared of such a serious gaze from Huang Ting, after all, he had not fulfilled his duty just now.

Huang Ting also knew the character of his friend, so he simply didn't look at him, and set his eyes on the only person in the camp who had ever done it, that was Yunhai Jinpeng.

Suddenly, Yunhai Jinpeng felt that he was locked by a powerful momentum, and something called death began to spread in his mind, and in the face of the desolate thunder who had successfully broken the saint, he didn't even have the idea of making a move, as if the desolate only needed a thought to kill him.

But in the end, the desolate still didn't make a move, the Golden-winged Dapeng clan came to help their demon clan, even if there were more old grudges, it was a matter of the older generation, and it didn't affect him, not to mention, it was now during the war between the two realms, or the demon army under his jurisdiction, and he would never tolerate such a thing.

He said indifferently: "Take this as an example, the next time something like this happens, your body will be hung in the center of the camp." Even the Demon Saint of your Dapeng Golden-Winged Clan can't save you, I will do what I say. ”

After finishing speaking, Huang Ting retracted his momentum and turned his gaze to Wang Yan, but this time he did not press his momentum towards Wang Yan, but just looked at Wang Yan with great appreciation, and then encouraged him, and then left Wang Yan's tent in a flash.

Yunhai Jinpeng was panting, staring at Wang Yan in a cold sweat, his eyes were full of resentment, and then he whispered: "After I ascend to the saint, I will definitely get this field back." ”

And at this time, the voice of the desolation appeared in his ears again like a ghost: "Then wait until you ascend to the saint, boy who doesn't know the height of the sky." ”

Yunhai Jinpeng was directly frightened by the sound of the wilderness, as if the feeling just now had returned to his body again, and with his two subordinates, he left Wang Yan's tent without saying a word.

After confirming that Wilderness's divine sense no longer paid attention to this, Jiuyou let out a long breath, patted Wang Yan's shoulder and said, "It's true, Wilderness likes to spoil people's good mood to watch dramas." But Xiao Yanzi, you have also seen that the hostility of the Jinpeng clan towards you, although you don't care, but you have to guard against it, after all, we can't have the heart of harming demons, but the heart of preventing demons is indispensable, your master is willing to release you out of the blue sky sea, which is itself a kind of trust in your strength, but it is also a test for you, on the battlefield, how to grasp it, you know it yourself, but I still want to tell you: ensure your own safety. ”

Seeing Jiuyou say this sentence very solemnly, Wang Yan also nodded very seriously, although Jiuyou is usually flamboyant, but he is still meticulous in his work, but he is covered by his usual cynical appearance.

"That's okay, I'll go first, in this demon army, if there is anything, you can come directly to me or Desolate, your master is not here, and we will support you, just the Dapeng Golden Winged Clan, if it weren't for the deviation in the previous plan, how could they be allowed to shout here." ”

After finishing speaking, Jiuyou left Wang Yan's tent directly, like a desolate thunder, silent when he came, and the same when he left.

Wang Yan began to close his eyes and adjust his state, and the next battle will be more harsh. (To be continued.) )