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"Just you? I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Wang Yan withdrew his gaze and gently stroked the war hammer in his hand with his left hand. The heavy and rough surface of the war hammer and the bright fire patterns appeared and flashed in agile manner as his palms stroking, as if they were alive.

For a moment, the fire in the air became even more intense. The already dry and hot environment seemed to be on fire when the warhammer fire pattern shone.

Suddenly, Wang Yan raised his eyes again and swept his eyes to three top Japanese supernaturalists.

In an instant, this momentum that seemed to be igniting flames reached instantly.

The temperature around him increased at an extremely rapid speed, and the spots of Mars kept floating around, and even the air was distorted and shaking due to the high temperature.

Especially the strong fighting spirit conveyed from his eyes was like a pair of sharp swords that pierced the three Japanese present.

At this moment, the fierce and domineering aura of the Fire King realm was fully revealed.

The three top Japanese abilities actually trembled when Wang Yan stared at him.

The momentum of the three of them came from fiercely, even under the fierce fighting spirit of the other party, showed signs of looseness.

At the main venue of the Youth Competition, the audience immediately exclaimed a series of exclamations.

"Hiss! I didn't expect that the strength retained by the Son of Fire was so strong!"

"It's amazing that one can beat the opponent with one versus three."

Some female audiences were cheering for Wang Yan, and their eyes were already cautious. They were handsome and strong, which was really great!

Of course, some of the audience who tend to be rational and are not optimistic about Wang Yan, began to analyze them in various ways.

"Although the Son of Fire is strong in his personal aura, the actual combat cannot be just about his momentum. I think the Japanese forces have a greater chance of winning!"

"It goes without saying that Yokoichi Ito is the branch bloodline of the descendant of Ampe Seiyaki, Hanaki has grown up with Ampe Seihiro since childhood. She is young and has become a special-level ninja. She is full of weird ninja skills and is very knowledgeable. I heard that she has mastered many secret techniques. Looking around the world, she is also a top figure among A-level abilities."

"That Tantric Master, Monk Hongyin, is even more famous in Japan."

"He is Master Zhengyuanzhi, a great monk of Japanese Tantric Buddhism. He is one of the first four disciples. I heard that his senior brother Hongzheng had been careless and underestimated the enemy before and died at the hands of Wang Yan. He had just come out of seclusion this time. The purpose of participating in the competition is to seek revenge on Wang Yan."

"The three top Japanese strong men may have a slightly weaker personal ability than the Son of Fire, but the combat ability of the three of them combined is definitely far more than the sum of the three's strength!"

"Tsk tsk, Wang Yan, Wang Yan, because you are too high-profile, you will fall into the hands of Japanese people this time!" Many male audiences who were dissatisfied with Wang Yan, the male public enemy, began to gloat again.

Compared with the competition venue, the atmosphere in front of this oasis is much more tense.

Ito Yokoichi, who was full of armor and silent, almost subconsciously held the hilt tightly and took a step horizontally, as if he was pulling his sword out of the sheath at any time.

The son of flame in front of him is definitely worthy of the power that was rumored, and the powerful fighting spirit coming from the other party was almost igniting all the blood in his body.

This feeling was so great that he couldn't help but want to sacrifice his life to fight him!

The Tantric master, Monk Hongyin, who had made a provocation before, looked at Wang Yan with a flash of expression and gritted his teeth with hatred. His eyes became even more sinister, "Boy, death is coming, I see how long can you be arrogant!"

"Son of Fire, I admit that you are very strong, but you shouldn't be the opponent of our Japanese." Hua Muying's starry eyes slightly closed, her tone was cold and cruel, "and shouldn't be the sand in Lord Zongxiu's eyes."

Before her words could be finished, a large number of footsteps came from behind them.

After several breathing efforts, the dune behind Hua Muying and the other two stood full of Japanese psychics dressed in different clothes.

Wang Yan looked briefly, there were at least thirty or forty people in the Tantric monks wearing monk robes, ninjas and warriors with fierce eyes, Onmyoji with demonic spirits, etc.!

Seven or eight of them have reached the level B or above. And depending on their posture, they all look at death with their expressions. If they really get the chance, they will probably die with them.

"The spirit of Bushido is really harmful to people." Wang Yan frowned slightly. A large group of low-level abilities who were ready to die were often more troublesome than one or two top-level abilities.

It seems that the Japanese forces are almost all out, and they want to fight to the end with them.

"Things have become a little hard to deal with." Wang Yan let out a sigh of relief, and the war hammer in his hand was not only tightened.

There were strong winds in the desert, and the rolls of sand and soil were flying freely in front of the oasis, and the world was dim.

The sun, which began to shift westward, seemed to stick to the desert horizon, spewing the ruthless flames into the vast land without any obstruction.

The air is dry and choking, exuding the smell of sand and soil. The hot wind is raging with whistles. The surrounding environment is like a steamer, hot and hot.

At some point, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

A strange and tense atmosphere began to spread in front of the entire oasis.

"Lianna, the situation seems to be very complicated..." Alison looked forward with his delicate eyes and looked at the confrontation sides. Before he knew it, a drop of green and cold sweat filled with chlorophyll slowly slid down from his forehead.

The three powerful men from Japan gathered together, and their power was very fierce.

And the situation is not only that. Following Hua Muying and Monk Hongyin, there are dozens of Japanese helpers. Such a large force is no longer something that anyone can fight alone.

The more Alison thought about it, the more he felt his head was getting bigger.

I thought to myself, what did this Son of Flame do outside? How did it make the entire Japanese organization angry?

It can be seen that the Japanese forces have put in full force this time to deal with Wang Yan, but this does not mean that the Japanese forces, which have always been cunning, will not affect the war on them.

I and Lyanna, the pure, kind and beautiful banshee, fell into the hands of Japanese people. I don’t know what the other party will do.

"That... Asson, if you face them, which one can you win?" Leanna narrowed her almond eyes, quietly swung her snake tail a few times, and pressed her body down, under the oasis vegetation so that she would not look so conspicuous.

"No need to make some tricks..." Alison pursed his lips and said honestly, "No one can beat."

After hearing this, Leanna felt dizzy. Now that she had already seen through the tricks, what other tricks could she use?

At the moment, my thoughts moved, and my cunning eyes slightly contracted, "Wang Yan is really a disaster star. If it really doesn't work, we will just take a chance to escape. With the charm of you and my sisters, it is still easy to seduce a few men to earn some points."

"It makes sense." Alison's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"Uh, if you want to escape, can you bring us two?" Zhang Weidao was very clever. Seeing that something was wrong, he secretly pulled Wubujie and leaned over to the two banshees.

Poison Ivy Woman Alison's eyes turned pale, and with a wave of his hands, four vines instantly flew out from the sand, quickly trapping Zhang Weidao and Wubujie's legs and pulling them back to the oasis again.

"Little handsome guy, I was planning to make friends with you, but you don't want to see my sister fall into the hands of those Japanese people, right?"

Looking at Zhang Weidao and Wu Bujie who were tied up again, Alison's eyes were flowing with regret, "I advise you not to make trouble, otherwise don't blame your sister for being cruel."

"No! Take us with you. I'm young and energetic, so I'll suck it casually." When Zhang Weidao heard this, he wanted to cry without tears, and his heart was so miserable.

What about the promise to establish a great friendship and travel together? What if it falls into the hands of Japanese people? It would be more than pain, it would be a shame. The face of the entire Chinese Tianshidao will be lost to yourself.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated, and it is also humiliation. He would rather humiliate these two banshees than insult the Japanese pirates.

It’s not just Zhang Weidao, but Wuwang’s heart is so pierced with holes at this moment.

He looked up at the sky with compassion on his eyes.

"Boss, it's really dangerous to be with you. I'm not wary of it and I feel bitter..."

He never expected that reality would be so cruel. He was still a virgin and would suffer such hardships. It was so pitiful, really pitiful.

The atmosphere in the oasis was bleak and cold. A small group of camels led by Xiao Huang were so scared that they lay on the ground, like puppies, quietly moving little by little to the distance.

Xiao Huang is almost crying. The boss is the boss. The enemies he encounters are different from ordinary people. I will move aside first to cheer you up. Don’t rush to do it.

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"Haha, Son of Fire, is it enough to send you to see my senior brother now?" Monk Hongyin smiled sinisterly, and his eyes looking at Wang Yan under his hat were full of resentment.

"You Japanese people are indeed insidious." Wang Yan sneered, his eyes suddenly opened, and his sharp eyes swept forward, and there was no sign of fear. "But this little person wants to siege me? Go home quickly and commit suicide by septum."

After saying that, the warhammer raised his chest and pointed directly at the Japanese forces ahead.

The powerful and domineering domain power formed an almost transparent aura around him, and the cyclone of the flashing Mars sparred constantly stormed and shattered.

The strong fighting spirit was like a flood and a beast, rushing in all directions without any cover, and he was like the flame king standing up and the heaven and earth, with majesty and inviolable.

The dozens of Japanese low-level Japanese abilities present, even though they had made the determination to die, were still looking at each other in fear at this moment.

This fear seemed to come from the bottom of their hearts, making them unable to help themselves feeling that whoever goes to the top will die first.

"Hmph, it depends on how hard you can be!" Hongyin snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Yan, then raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a strange sneer.

It seems that the other party will die at any time.

Hanaki and Ito Yokoichi, who were standing side by side with Hongyin, had the same expression, neither anxious nor impatient, which made Wang Yan feel very wrong.

Are there any enemies nearby?

A very bad premonition surged into my heart, and Wang Yan's mouth felt a little bitter. Damn, these people were really trying their best to plot against him.
Chapter completed!