"What do you think? Don't compare a chick cub to Uncle Long! ”

Long Aotian is not convinced:

"Uncle Long's hair back then was thicker than that little chicken!"

Yang Fan didn't bother to pay attention to it, and when everyone was highly nervous, he squatted on the ground and moved back step by step.

"Nonsense beast, today is the day of your great calamity!"

was teased by the voice in the sedan chair, and Liu Yiyi, who was clear and jade, was naturally angry, and her voice was cold.

"Today is not only my big day, but also your big day, little lady!"

The voice in the sedan chair was still so bad.

"Don't cry if you don't see the coffin!"

"It is rumored that Golden Rooster you failed to survive the catastrophe and repaired from scratch, and now it is the period of weakness, do you really think Miss Ben doesn't know?"

"On the orders of my master, I have come to take your golden rooster feather for use!"

Liu Yiyi is straight to the point and full of momentum.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately saw the hope of being alive:

"That's the case, no wonder the eldest lady dares to attack Jinjiling!"

Even Yang Fan stopped his movements, stood up stiffly, and straightened his waist.

If Liu Yiyi can win the Golden Rooster, then what else does he have to run?

"Little lady, when you see this queen, you are so confused that you have begun to talk nonsense!"

"First, the eldest brother of the golden rooster and the second brother of the silver rooster are overlooking the world on the top of the mountain at this time."

"This king is the third king of the iron rooster, the three kings of Jinjiling!"

"Second, it's impossible to want the golden rooster, but if you want the iron rooster stick, this king can satisfy you!"

Ran goose, after the voice in the sedan chair came out, the mercenaries' newly boiling blood was cold again.

Is that the truth of the matter?

There are three kings in Jinjiling?

The weakest iron roosters are all demon level?

Is that still a chicken feather?

It's better to wipe your neck yourself!

Yang Fan didn't say a word, and squatted down silently, carefully moving ......

"Nonsense!"

"Golden Rooster, stop talking nonsense, see the real chapter under your hands!"

Liu Yiyi scolded coldly, and directly started it, shooting a streamer and blasting at the sedan chair.

She ignored the words of the three kings, and only believed the words of her master.

"Little lady, it's quite spicy, this king likes it!"

"But you, a mere ninth-level martial artist, can you make any waves in front of this king?"

"This king advises you to save some strength!"

"The real battlefield between you and me is not here, but in bed."

A black light emitted from the sedan chair, which instantly blocked Liu Yiyi's blow.

"Evil beast!"

"Look for death!"

Liu Yiyi was completely enraged by this foul language, and with a snort, she pulled out a white streamer sword from nowhere, burst out with terrifying sword qi, and slashed at the sedan chair.

"little girl!"

"Where did you get this weapon?!"

A scream of anger sounded, the sedan chair was cut in half by the sword qi, and a big rooster with a black body like fine iron flapped its wings and flew up.

"Shizun specially used it for me to kill chickens!"

Liu Yiyi chased after him with a sword.

"Do you think this king has no weapons?"

The iron rooster roared and started a big battle with Liu Yiyi.

Roar!

"Kill!"

At the same time, the ferocious monsters and mercenaries also killed together.

A bloody and brutal scuffle, on the verge of breaking out.

Among the demon beasts, there was a ninth-level demon, which was blocked by the great elder of the Liu family holding a sharp weapon.

There are also three eighth-level demons, who were stopped by the three mercenary captains.

Although the remaining demon beasts are strong, the mercenaries have a big advantage in numbers-

Therefore, the situation is still balanced for the time being.

Yang Fan wanted to squat there quietly, but the group of fierce beasts bullied him for weakness and pounced on him one by one, forcing him to make a move:

"Mighty Palm!"

The reason why he roared was to give himself courage.

As a sixteen-year-old boy, although Yang Fan has been bullied, he has never experienced such a cruel and bloody war, and it is inevitable that he will be a little hurried at this time.

On several occasions, his crazy slap almost hit another mercenary.

"Whew~~!"

Ran goose, the balance of the battle situation only lasted for a while, and something terrible happened soon: as a black wolf raised its head to the sky and roared, a large wave of demon beasts came from all directions and joined the battlefield!

And Liu Yiyi and the iron rooster didn't know where to fight, and they couldn't take care of the big army at all.

In this way, the advantage of the large number of mercenaries is gone, and the battle situation is broken!

One mercenary after another lay in pools of blood, some with most of their heads bitten off, and some with their lower bodies missing......

What a tragedy!

It's hell on earth!

"Run!"

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted, and the remaining people began to run frantically for their lives.

Yang Fan was also in a hurry, casually identified a direction, and rushed over regardless of the ground.

The cultivation of his fifth-level martial artist is not weak, but at this time, his body is covered with scars, and some of them are even more visible, and the blood is spurting out as if he doesn't want money.

"I must live!"

Thinking that his little sister Yang Qingqing was still waiting for him to go back, Yang Fan was completely red-eyed.

Ran Goose, in front of the cruel demon beast, it is not that he can change something by killing the red eye.

Seeing that, a sixth-level demon beast opened its bloody mouth and bit him, life and death were only in an instant—at this moment, Long Aotian in Yang Fan's sea of knowledge suddenly had a golden light, manifested, and condensed on his head.

"How dare you offend my lord with such lowly ants?"

"Look at Uncle Long's - Super Dragon God Cannon!"

Long Aotian's two words were so imposing that even the blood in Yang Fan's body boiled, looking forward to seeing the picture of Long Aotian leveling the demon beast group.

Ran Goose, what happened next made him completely dumbfounded.

"Super Dragon God Cannon!"

"I'm boom! I'm boom! I'm booming! ”

Long Aotian's two pairs of small meat claws crossed his waist, and then he swung his head like a gun, and looked at the demon beast in front of him vigorously...... Spit!

Nima!

Your so-called Super Dragon God Cannon is a spit?

Yang Fan only felt that his eyes were dark, and he was so muffled that he almost didn't mention it.

However, what made Yang Fan hold his breath and not completely faint to death was the next scene-

Long Aotian spewed out a golden viscous liquid, although it looked disgusting, but after landing on the body of that sixth-level demon beast, it immediately burned that part into a big hole!

What kind of super dragon cannon, it really has an effect!

Even, another seventh-level demon beast pounced on Yang Fan, but it was also burned alive by Long Aotian's saliva!

"Scared silly, huh?"

"Don't run yet!"

"Uncle Long's essence energy is limited, and every drop is very precious, and it can't be shot out indefinitely!"

Seeing Yang Fan stay where he was, waiting for one demon beast after another to pounce, Long Aotian scolded angrily.

"Huh? Good! ”

Only then did Yang Fan react.

He glanced back and wanted to save a few more people, but at this time there were only corpses on the field, and the survivors scattered and fled.

As a result, Yang Fan had a super dragon god cannon on his head, and he fought his way out under the heavy siege of demon beasts.