Chapter 470: The Great War
Wang Yancheng sneered: "Little girl, will he come, you don't count!"
Hu Xian spat a mouthful of blood and scolded: "If my Senior Brother Zhao Yan comes, I will let you be the first to kill you!"
"Haha!" Wang Yancheng laughed wildly: "Okay, I'm afraid I won't come! As long as he dares to come, I'll give him a chance to fight a fair duel, so that he can see my Wang Yancheng's methods!"
"Really?", a faint voice suddenly came in, and there was no joy or anger to be heard.
The immortal cultivators followed the prestige, and when they saw the comer, they couldn't help but breathe sluggishly, and they were stunned on the spot.
Chao Huang and the others looked at the familiar figure, the firm footwork, and their eyes were moist unconsciously.
Knowing that there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, he still had to rush in desperately.
Hu Xianning felt the urge to cry for the first time, her eyes gradually blurred, and she said in a low voice: "What a fool." ”
The moment the five immortal cultivators of Huiyuan Sect saw Zhao Yan, all kinds of emotions surged into their hearts, and it was complicated and difficult to understand.
But they knew that Zhao Yan had never left and never given up on them.
Zhao Yan walked slowly, his expression was calm and terrifying, only the clenched fists could vaguely feel the anger and murderous intent in his heart.
Zhao Yan squinted his eyes, with awe-inspiring murderous intent in his eyes, stared at Wang Yancheng and said coldly: "I'm here!"
With just three words, anyone can hear the murderous intent contained in it.
The crowd dispersed one after another, making way for a passage that led directly to the center of the battlefield, where Hu Xianning and the others were kneeling.
Many immortal cultivators in the Dragon Dart Game looked at Zhao Yan playfully.
In their eyes, Zhao Yan is already a caged bird.
In front of Zhao Yanlai, Hu Xianning and the others, his fists clenched even tighter, and he was silent for a while, and began to transmit a series of essence-rich vitality into the bodies of the five people.
Hu Xianning said in a low voice: "Zhao Yan, you go, with your speed, no one can stop you." ”
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao, don't waste your spiritual power, a few of us admit it, as long as you are qualified to compete for the demon grudge battle in Yuqiong Mountain, it can be regarded as winning glory for our Huiyuan Sect" Chao, Huang lost a lot of blood, and his voice revealed a deep weakness.
Zhao Yan's palm gently brushed over Chao Huang's wound, and the fist-sized wound on his chest gradually stopped bleeding, and there were gradually some signs of healing.
Zhao Yan said softly: "I said that I would take you to participate in the battle for the grudge of Yuqiong Mountain. ”
Wang Fan smiled bitterly: "That's just a joke, besides, the way we are now, even if we qualify, we won't be able to fight anymore." ”
Hu Xianning also persuaded: "Yes, Senior Brother Zhao, you can go." ”
Zhao Yan shook his head and said, "There are still things that have not been done, this group of people owe you an apology!"
The descendant of the Ancient Sword Sect said with emotion: "I didn't expect that this Zhao Yan had the courage and courage to come alone. ”
The descendants of the Ming Dao Sect shook their heads and chuckled: "What's the use of that, hitting the stone with an egg, and using the mantis arm as a car." ”
A tiger demon grinned and said, "This Zhao Yan is not a bad seed, it's a bit interesting." ”
The white fox looked at Zhao Yan's expression, and her heart became even more anxious, but the Green Fox Demon King and others blocked her way and didn't let her out at all.
The demon fox girl looked at Zhao Yan's gaze and showed a hint of curiosity, and her soft eyes flashed with a strange color.
Outside Yuqiong Mountain, countless eyes all gathered on Zhao Yan's body.
Wang Yanfei stood up, looked around, and said with a loud smile: "All the Taoist friends present, please see, this person is Zhao Yan, a legendary immortal cultivator with unparalleled benevolence and virtue, today's immortal cultivator of the Dragon Dart Bureau completely defeated him, let him kneel in front of everyone, bow his head and admit defeat!"
After a pause, Wang Yanfei smiled slightly and said, "Next, please enjoy it!"
Yuqiong Mountain.
Wang Yancheng patiently waited for Zhao Yan to finish dealing with it, and then couldn't help but sneer: "Why waste energy, it's not like you're going to suffer again for a while, haha, I don't think your brain is really enough." ”
Zhao Yan's face was expressionless, he stood up, his eyes were fixed on Wang Yancheng, and he said coldly: "Wang Yancheng, right, you owe them an apology." ”
"Apologize?" Wang Yancheng looked up to the sky and laughed, sneering: "This is easy, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's too heavy, please ask these Taoist friends to ...... a lot Well, isn't that possible?"
The immortal cultivators of the Dragon Dart Bureau and the immortal cultivators of the Ming Sect burst into laughter, and the mockery was undoubtedly revealed.
Zhao Yan said slowly: "Your way of apologizing is insincere, I want to teach you." ”
"It's up to you, half-step evolution, hehe......", Wang Yancheng laughed.
The crowd erupted in laughter again, pointing at Zhao Yan, as if he was looking at one.
"Do you want to teach me?" Okay, you can try!" Wang Yancheng squinted his eyes, his fierce light was revealed, and he said with a cruel smile: "I said just now that I would give you a chance to fight alone, and this sentence is still valid!"
"Okay, I'll teach you!", Zhao Yan didn't hesitate at all, he said that he would fight, and strode towards Wang Yancheng.
The immortal cultivators of the two clans dispersed one after another, revealing a field.
Looking at the murderous Zhao Yan, Wang Yancheng sneered and shouted: "The light of fireflies, dare to compete with Haoyue!"
After that, Wang Yancheng immediately used the power of potential, and the wind and clouds changed color for a while, and the momentum was magnificent.
In the face of Zhao Yan, who had evolved in half a step, Wang Yancheng did not dare to be careless, and directly released the strongest means, vowing to suppress Zhao Yan strongly in front of everyone.
Zhao Yan has a great storm at this time, as well as a variety of other natural abilities, but at this time, using these tricks is too weak to vent his anger, and at the same time, there is no guarantee that he will definitely win.
Coupled with the anger in his heart, Zhao Yan said loudly: "Do you have the power of potential, I also have it!"
"World of the Sword!"
In his life, a giant sword with a flashing red light fell from the sky, rumbled into the ground, and the aftermath of a torrent swept out, forming an aura, blowing the surrounding sand and rocks, and the sky was full of yellow sand.
Seeing this scene, inside Yuqiong Mountain and outside Yuqiong Mountain, all the immortal cultivators were instantly petrified, their expressions froze on their faces, and their eyes showed disbelief.
"The power of potential!", Wang Yanfei was shocked, and his eyes were sheng.
Wang Yanfei's heart suddenly flashed with a trace of unease, as if the development of things was out of his control and beyond his expectations.
Yang Zhai Ming finally had a relieved smile on his face, and under the excitement of his heart, he said continuously: "Good, good, good!
Mu Sanyan's eyes were also full of ecstasy, and he nodded again and again: "It turned out that there was this hole card, and even we hid it!"
Yang Zhai Ming looked around and chuckled, "Not only did he hide it from us, but from everyone. ”
At this moment, a few breaths have passed, and the surrounding immortal cultivators have still not been able to calm down, and the people in power of the major forces are also full of puzzlement.
Inside the Yuqiong Mountain.
Layers of voices have already erupted in the crowd of the major forces.
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