Wang Yancheng's eyes flashed with golden light, he snorted lightly, his body shook slightly, and he came to the front of the immortal cultivators of the Huiyuan Sect, and quickly performed the confinement exercise.

Seeing this, Hu Xianning and the others immediately resisted, but they were not opponents, the moment the two sides fought, the remaining few people also lost their combat effectiveness, and sat on the ground weakly, their faces were pale, and only their eyes revealed their unyielding will.

The demon clan, who was originally in the same camp as the Yuanzong Hui, did not help at this time.

No matter how the white fox persuaded her, the green fox demon king grabbed her hand and didn't let her go out.

The white fox's pretty face turned white with anger, and he asked loudly, "Why?"

The Green Fox Demon King shook his head and sighed lightly.

The demon fox stood up and said in a weird manner: "Isn't that Zhao Yan very powerful, let him save him." ”

A wolf demon laughed and said, "Little fox, don't worry, if Zhao Yan's soft egg doesn't come, I'll take my senior brothers to help you calm them!"

The white fox sneered: "Okay, it turns out that you just have a mind and want to see Zhao Yan's jokes! But if Zhao Yan is here, seeing that you are deeply besieged, he will definitely help, you all claim to be geniuses, and you don't know how many times worse than Zhao Yan in this mind!"

The white fox's words were so loud that many demon clan youths blushed for a while, but no one was willing to stand up.

The Green Fox Demon King sighed and said: "Little sister, this matter is not easy to handle, if we interfere, the major forces on the spot will take advantage of the fisherman, which is not good for the demon clan." ”

The white fox laughed angrily and said nothing.

Wang Yancheng stepped forward slowly, his face was fierce, and his feet fell, smashing the knees of Hu Xianning and the others.

Pain!

Deep in the pain of the soul!

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Hu Xianning and the others, but they were stunned.

Wang Yancheng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, commanded several immortal cultivators, sealed the aura of the five core disciples of Huiyuanzong, and made the seven people of Huiyuanzong kneel on their knees in front of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau and many immortal cultivators of Shangming Sect, extremely humiliated.

Lu Zheng scolded angrily: "The dog cub of the Dragon Dart Bureau, or you will kill me Lu Zheng, otherwise one day, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"

Wang Yancheng slapped Lu Zheng's face suddenly, made a snapping sound, and sneered: "It's up to you, your Zhao Yan is here, I want him to kneel in front of me!"

"Hahaha!" Lu Zheng laughed and said, "If Senior Brother Zhao comes, you can't even compare to one of his toes!"

As soon as Lu Zheng's voice fell, he was pierced through the chest by Wang Yancheng's punch.

Lu Zheng's eyes darkened, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"You deserve to be arrogant with me!", Wang Yancheng looked at the sky, pointed outside with his hand stained with Lu Zheng's blood, and laughed wildly: "This is the end of your Yuanzong offending my dragon dart game, what kind of bullshit core disciple, it's not like you want to kneel at my feet obediently!"

Outside Yuqiong Mountain, Yang Zhai Ming and Mu Sanyan watched this scene, their hearts were extremely sad and indignant, their teeth rattled, their eyes breathed fire, and they couldn't wait to take action in person to kill the immortal cultivators of the Dragon Dart Bureau.

Many immortal cultivators looked at Yang Zhai Ming with great pity, and their hearts were full of emotion.

But I didn't expect that just in the qualifying match for the Yuqiong Mountain Demon Grudge Competition, the immortal cultivators of the Huiyuan Sect were almost wiped out, and only one Zhao Yan was left, and it was impossible to do anything at all.

Yang Zhai Ming looked back at the patriarch of the Dragon Dart Bureau and said, "This is the style of your descendants of the Dragon Dart Bureau, isn't it too much?"

The patriarch of the Dragon Turning Dart Bureau smiled slightly and said, "Don't forget the rules of the Yuqiong Mountain Demon Grudge Battle Qualifier, don't kill people, don't waste cultivation, and the rest of the things are arbitrary." ”

Wang Yanfei sneered and said: "You will be content with Yuanzong, if it weren't for this rule, these people would still be alive now?

Mu Sanyan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and turned his head to look at the formation light curtain again, looking for Zhao Yan's traces.

Inside the Yuqiong Mountain.

Several major forces went their separate ways, and the leading figures stood up one after another, looked at the scene in the center of the battlefield, and began to discuss.

An immortal cultivator sighed and said, "Hui Yuanzong is completely wiped out this time, I don't know if this Zhao Yan will come." ”

There was even an immortal cultivator who shook his head and said: "As long as Zhao Yan is not an idiot, he will not appear, even if he comes, what is the use, not only can he not save people, but he also has to put himself in it." ”

There were also immortal cultivators who nodded and said, "Yes, if he can obtain the qualifications, it can be regarded as earning a little face for the Huiyuan Sect." ”

Lao Mu Gong Xuanxiao Niangniang's expression was cold, she lightly opened her red lips, and said: "The younger generation of Huiyuanzong is too weak, these people haven't even comprehended the power of power, even if Zhao Yan is in the limelight, but his cultivation is too low, and the defeat is decided." ”

Outside Yuqiong Mountain, many immortal cultivators were attracted by the situation on the central battlefield at first, but now they spread their eyes away, looking for Zhao Yan's traces.

At this moment, an immortal cultivator suddenly said loudly, "Look, what is that!"

Following the place where the immortal cultivators pointed, many immortal cultivators found a purple-gold streamer, which was galloping, like a ghost, and the target was directly aimed at the central battlefield of Yuqiong Mountain, without the slightest sense of pause.

"It's ......"

"Zhao Yan!"

"It's Zhao Yan!"

"What is he going to do!"

Yang Zhai Ming and Mu Sanyan couldn't control their minds, and they got up from their chairs with a 'Teng' sudden, holding their breath and concentrating, looking at the purple-gold figure in disbelief.

At this moment, all the immortal cultivators were moved.

Zhao Yan's actions showed too many meanings, and every immortal cultivator's heart was extremely clear.

"Looking at Zhao Yan's move, he obviously knows the predicament suffered by the immortal cultivators of the Huiyuan Sect. ”

"Yes, he clearly knew that there was a lineup of nearly 2,000 immortal cultivators in front of him and the Shangming Sect, and he had to break through, this kind of thing is not something that anyone can do. ”

"This is a kind of courage that thousands of people have been looking forward to, although he is only half a step of evolution, but I am beginning to admire him a little. ”

Many immortal cultivators whispered, and at this moment, there was only one person in their eyes, and that was Zhao Yan.

This kind of moth-like behavior to a fire infected every immortal cultivator.

"Alas!", Yang Zhai Ming sighed lightly and said abruptly: "Zhao Yan is still a little irrational. ”

Mu Sanyan's eyes flashed at this time, and he said with a smile: "But this is Zhao Yan, a different Zhao Yan, and this is also the reason why I am willing to make friends with him." ”

Wang Yanfei smiled happily, and a look of pride flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan, after all, you still can't escape my calculations! I told you a long time ago that I want you to repay the shame at the foot of Lingzong Mountain!

Wang Yanfei smiled in a low voice: "Get ready to accept the gift I gave you, I don't know how you will feel when you see your fellow disciple being abused like this, are you very angry, hahahaha!"

Inside the Yuqiong Mountain.

Wang Fanqiang provoked severe pain in his knees, and scolded loudly: "Don't wait, you group of dogs who turn over the dragon dart game, Senior Brother Zhao, he won't come!"