Lei Bao had a fiery personality, and when he saw Yan Chong being so strong, he became furious. m. shouted:
"Yan Chong, it seems you want to keep me?"
Now that the matter has come to this, Yan Chong no longer hides his thoughts. Now that he is holding the Bagua Bronze Mirror, everything is under control, and there is nothing to worry about.
"Brother Lei, a country cannot live without a king, and a family cannot live without a master. I think nothing is more important than the future of Yanlong Palace."
Lei Bao sneered and shouted angrily: "Yan Chong, I understand what you mean. Don't you just want to be the master of this palace? Then I will make it clear now that I do not agree."
The smile on Yan Chong's face froze and became gloomy, and he said: "Brother Lei, I admit that I want to be the master of this palace. But this is also the general trend. Among the four people present, besides me, who has this qualification? "
Lei Bao sneered and said sarcastically: "Don't you just rely on the power of the secret treasure? If you have the ability to fight with your true ability. If I, Lei Bao, lose, I am willing to accept you as my master. If you lose, I will kneel down and kowtow to you Lei Ye three times." Go back to your horoscope group and never mention this again."
"It's a joke, the secret treasure is part of my strength, why not use it. If you have the ability, you can use the secret treasure to fight me." Yan Chong's face was filled with mockery.
Thunderstorm was so suppressed that his face turned red and he was speechless.
"Team Leader Yan, it seems you won't give up if we don't get results today?" the pretty widow said with a sad look on her face. No one can be happy if someone is being forced for no reason.
"I am thinking about the future development of Yanlong Palace." Yan Chong said.
The pretty widow sneered, "What you said is very high-sounding. But I also want to express my position. If you want to be the palace master, my Firefox team does not agree."
Yan Chong's eyes flashed coldly.
Lei Bao walked over and stood side by side with Qiao Widow, and said sarcastically: "Yan Chong, I wonder if your secret treasure can defeat the two of me?"
Yan Chong's chest heaved violently, what he wanted was a complete Yanlong Palace. Now it seems impossible.
He grinned with a strange expression and said, "It seems that you are determined to go against me?"
The pretty widow said: "Yan Chong, don't think that we don't know your purpose. You just want to turn Yanlong Palace into your personal power. We will not agree to it."
"Yan Chong, you are too ambitious. Don't think that we are all fools and can't see what you are planning." Lei Bao said.
Yan Chong looked calm and looked at Lei Ba and Qiao Widow sarcastically. As for Zhan Hu, he was ignored and said: "Since you are unwilling, I will destroy your Fire Fox Group and Fenglei Group."
"Just you?" Lei Bao said disdainfully.
The secret treasure is very powerful, but if he and Qiao Widow join forces, even if Yan Chong holds the secret treasure, he will never be an opponent.
"I know that the two of you are highly cultivated, and of course you cannot rely on just one secret treasure." Yan Chong smiled slyly, and then shouted: "Brother Zuo, Brother Song, please show up."
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Two figures came hand in hand, as fast as lightning, and soon appeared next to Pei Chong.
These two people have strong auras and look arrogant. Both of them carried long swords on their backs and looked fierce.
Two first-class human emperors.
Thunderstorm and Pretty Widow looked solemn.
"Let me introduce you two." Yan Chong smiled and looked at the man carrying the sword, "This is Zuo Ziqiu of the Sifang Sword Sect."
After that, he introduced another person, "This one is also from the Sifang Sword Sect, Song Ding."
"Yan Chong, so you defected to the Sifang Sword Sect?" Lei Bao yelled angrily.
Yan Chong shook his head and said, "Brother Lei, you are wrong. We are cooperating to create a great cause."
"Brother Yan, we don't have time to listen to your family affairs here." Song Ding spoke arrogantly.
Yan Chong's eyes were slightly angry, but he concealed it well, looked at Lei Ba and Qiao Widow, and said: "I advise you two to think about it. The earth has mutated and there are countless opportunities. Why not create a great cause with me?"
The Pretty Widow sneered, "We cooperate with the country, kill ferocious beasts, and save people, and we can be considered free. If we are asked to be dogs of the Sifang Sword Sect, we can't do it."
"I'm a messy person, but I also know what I should do and what I shouldn't do."
Uh-huh!
Before Lei Bao's words dissipated, a dazzling sword light slashed towards him, it was Song Ding.
Lei Bao roared angrily, thunder and lightning roamed around his body, he punched out, and a bolt of thunder and lightning struck the sword and exploded with a bang.
"Despicable and shameless villain." Lei Bao was furious. He had been slightly injured by Yan Chong with a secret treasure before. He had just fought in a hurry, causing injuries and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Yan, since they want to be the savior, let me kill him so that he can understand how to save the world when he can't even save himself." Song Ding's words were gloomy and as fierce as a sword.
Yan Chong smiled slyly, cupped his fists and said, "Then I'll trouble Brother Song."
Bang!
The long sword was unsheathed, the coldness was pouring out, and a sword light struck, making a hissing sound in the air, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.
"I really think your Mr. Lei is a soft persimmon."
Lei Bao was angry, his energy surged throughout his body, he waved his fists continuously and fired arcs of electricity.
Bang!
There was a violent explosion, the sword light was scattered, and the energy was raging.
Song Ding pressed forward and raised his sword to sweep across. The sword was cunning, sinister and vicious, and his moves never left the critical point of the thunderstorm.
The thunderstorm roared again and again, a pair of iron fists waved to seal the air, thunder and lightning flashed, and the two of them fought together.
Zuo Ziqiu's eyes wandered over the pretty widow, with a strange lust in his eyes. He turned to look at Yan Chong and said, "Leave her to me."
How could Yan Chong not understand what Zuo Ziqiu was thinking? He was relaxed and smiled and nodded.
Zuo Ziqiu tapped his toes and moved gracefully towards the pretty widow, raising his hand to grab her shoulder.
The pretty widow had a sad expression on her face and snorted coldly, Zuo Ziqiu was too confident and didn't even draw his sword. The moment Zuo Ziqiu's hand was about to grab her shoulder.
boom!
A layer of scorching flames rose up all over her body. She raised her hand fiercely, and a red flame in her palm struck Zuo Ziqiu's chest like a fire dragon.
Zuo Ziqiu was obviously shocked. He stopped his hand and hurriedly backed away, but he was still a step too late. He was hit in the lower abdomen by the fire dragon. He fell back a hundred meters. The white robe was scorched black, making his eyes condense with coldness.
"You will regret it." Zuo Ziqiu stared at the pretty widow.
"I will make you blind." the pretty widow said angrily. The way Zuo Ziqiu looked at her just now was full of lust and filth, which made her feel disgusted.
boom!
The pretty widow was surrounded by flames, the air was refined, making a crackling sound, and she rushed towards Zuo Ziqiu.
Zuo Ziqiu unsheathed his long sword, and when he swung it, the sword was fierce and cold, and stabbed at the pretty widow viciously.
clang!
The pretty widow hit the sword with her palm, causing sparks to rise and terrifying energy to spread.
Dangdang...!
The two fought together, and the pretty widow's Red Flame Technique was very domineering, and she was indistinguishable from Zuo Ziqiu with her pair of fleshy palms.
The battle between human emperors was so terrifying. The entire courtyard was filled with flying sand and rocks, and explosions continued.
Bang!
The thunderstorm flew upside down, blood spilled in the air, and blood surged from a sword wound more than ten centimeters long on his chest.
He was already injured. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been gutted by Song Ding's sword.
The pretty widow was in a panic, the flames all over her body were sultry, she shot her palms continuously, and the terrifying flames kept exploding.
clang!
Zuo Ziqiu's sword was knocked crooked by a palm, and the pretty widow shot like lightning, and another leader hit him on the shoulder.
Zuo Ziqiu groaned, the clothes on his shoulders instantly burned to ashes, the skin on his shoulders was scorched black, and the power of the exploding flames penetrated his body, destroying his muscles.
When Song Ding saw this, he abandoned the thunderstorm and rushed towards the pretty widow. His sword came from the east and his sword energy was flowing freely.
The pretty widow was not afraid at all and raised her palm to greet her.
Dangdang...!
There were several explosions in succession, and Song Ding was beaten back by the pretty widow.
boom!
Her palm ignited with red flames, and she hit the sword hard with her palm. Song Ding's long sword was burned red. If it had been an ordinary iron sword, it would have turned into molten iron.
However, at this moment, a dragon roar came from behind her.
boom!
A golden dragon shadow hit her, erupting with dazzling golden light. The pretty widow spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out.
"Yan Chong, you despicable and shameless villain." Thunderstorm roared with blood.
Yan Chong took advantage of the beautiful widow to concentrate on fighting Song Ding, and used the Bagua Bronze Mirror to sneak attack and injure her.
Yan Chong snorted coldly and said: "Successful king and defeated bandit, I think you'd better ask for your own blessings."
Song Ding smiled evilly and rushed towards Thunderstorm, his sword roaring and stabbing his heart fiercely.
Lei Bao glared angrily, but he was too seriously injured, so he was obviously a beat slower, and he was about to bleed.
Suddenly there was an explosion, and there was a "whoosh" sound breaking through the air, screaming towards Song Ding.
"Quickly retreat." Yan Chong yelled.
When Song Ding heard the sound, he knew something was wrong, and he violently retreated as fast as lightning.
Uh-huh!
A ray of silver light flew past his back, and then there was only a "boom" sound. The fire burned into the sky, the terrifying storm spread and raged, the ground trembled, and the buildings within a hundred meters instantly turned into ashes.
Everyone present had numb scalps and cold hands and feet. Song Ding, in particular, had sweat on his forehead and lingering fear in his heart.
Everyone looked at Zhan Hu.
Zhan Hu's eyes were also straight. He did not expect that the power of the pulse cannon was so terrifying. It could definitely kill a first-class human emperor.
"You're looking for death." Zuo Ziqiu forced out the power of flames in his body. He was closest to Zhan Hu, slashed out with his sword, and the sword energy shot out in a burst.
boom!
The entire pulse cannon exploded to pieces. Zhan Hu coughed up blood and flew backwards.
"An ant, you dare to attack me." Song Ding's face was full of violence, and he rushed towards Zhan Hu. If Yan Chong hadn't reminded him in time, even if he was the Human Emperor, he would have exploded into blood mist. Therefore, he wanted to kill Zhan Hu to vent his anger.
Lei Bao roared and forced his energy to follow Song Ding, hoping to stop him and save Zhan Hu.
He did look down on little ants like Zhan Hu, but Zhan Hu had just saved him, and he couldn't just watch Zhan Hu die in Song Ding's hands.
Unfortunately, he was too seriously injured. He spat out a mouthful of blood when he rushed ten meters away. He staggered and almost fell down.
Zhan Hu was shocked and furious. He looked at Song Ding who was attacking him and smiled bitterly. How could he avoid the Human Emperor's attack
Song Ding's face was ferocious, and his sword energy was soaring into the sky. He was bound to cut the war tiger into pulp with one sword.
Before the sword fell, the sword energy came to his body, and Zhan Hu felt his skin getting cold.
"die."
The long sword brought out a cold silver light and slashed it down hard. Song Ning's eyes were ferocious and cruel.
Whoosh!
At the critical moment, a silver light flashed through the air with a sharp sound.
Song Ding was shocked and raised his sword to sweep across.
clang!
It was a silver spear. The tip of the spear hit the sword and sparks flew everywhere. Song Ding's long sword broke apart.
The spear is like a dragon, it destroys the sword, it is unstoppable.
puff!
Blood sprayed out, and the silver spear penetrated Song Ding's neck, flying him out, and nailed him to the stone wall a few hundred meters away with a "chi" sound.