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"Wang Yan, what are you talking nonsense? Haven't you taken the Holy Sword of Fire Pheasant? Don't you mess around here." Emmons scolded him with a timid look on his forehead, but cold sweat was seeping on his forehead, looking a little guilty.

This low-key young man started playing low-key again, which made Emmons feel a little scared.

The Fire Pheasant Sword, no, to be precise, the Fire Pheasant Hammer, is also the flames that shine brightly, as if saying, Yes, yes, boss, am I by your side?

You won’t even stuff me back, right? Woooo, the hometown where I gave birth to me and raised me has been destroyed and cracked into pieces, and I can’t go back.

In fact, after the Fire Pheasant Artifact Spirit did such a thing, he was also a little confused and a little regretful. However, this regret only lasted for a few seconds, and then it happily accepted the facts.

As long as you can follow the Son of Fire, where are you waiting?

What's more, this war hammer has an amazing texture. In essence, it is more than one step stronger than the original holy sword. It is strong, spacious, and has greater potential for future development. Therefore, the Fire Pheasant Artifact Spirit quickly accepted it calmly, and then regarded itself as the Fire Pheasant Hammer.

Unfortunately, many people don’t understand its inner monologue. Otherwise, they would definitely slap their foreheads and sigh helplessly, this fire pheasant is indeed a second-hand man, and her heart is really broad.

"Haha." Wang Yan smiled calmly, pointed to the holy sword with dim luster and shattered into countless bulges and said, "President Emmons, whoever you love this broken holy sword, I don't want it anyway."

"puff!"

Emmons almost vomited an old blood and stared at Wang Yan resentfully, "Boy, what are you saying?" It's like you buy a watermelon, eat the pulp, and return the skin to the boss. Is this true?

"The Fire Pheasant Artifact Spirit has already swept all the flame energy to defect to you." Emmons said quietly, "I have seen tens of thousands of pairs of eyes here. Do you still want to admit it?"

"Yes, yes, I've followed you, boss." The Fire Pheasant Hammer also used the flash of flames to remind Wang Yan that it exists and that it really came over.

"Shut up." Wang Yan slapped the Fire Pheasant Hammer and glared at him, "You dare to talk nonsense anymore, and I'll stuff you back into that broken sword."

The fiery flame of the fire pheasant instantly extinguished, only a small flame was revealed, and he looked at Wang Yan tremblingly. That look like a puppy that was disliked by his owner. He was afraid that his owner would be unhappy and abandon it and become a stray puppy.

Seeing this scene, the Japanese people's hearts were about to break. That was the holy weapon of their family and their nation was treated like this.

Ito Yokoichi was so angry that he was furious. The goddess left her family and followed you like this. Not only did you not take good care of her, but you even dared to ravage her? He really wanted to yell, come back, I will offer you as a treasure, and kneel down and lick her every day.

After Wang Yan on the other end taught the Fire Pheasant a lesson, he turned around and smiled at Emmons, "Sir, I heard tens of thousands of ears just now. I don't want the Fire Pheasant Holy Sword. It forcibly occupied my warhammer. Is it blamed me?"

Emmons was stuffy in his chest and almost couldn't spit it out. He blew his beard and stared at him, "After that being said, you finally got the Fire Pheasant Artifact Spirit. Your warhammer's power doubles, and there is still huge room for growth in the future. With this benefit, are you not satisfied?"

"There are benefits, but that's because the fire pheasant is begging for nothing and is not the result I want." Wang Yan looked innocent and asked with the war hammer, "Fire Phoenix, tell President Emmons, did he reward me or did he send it to me?"

At this time, the fire pheasant was also trembling with flames, and immediately shone with flames, and was scattering at Emmons, looking fierce and arrogant. It seemed that I was following my master with voluntarily. Is there a half-dollar relationship with you, an old man?

It looked very evident that Wang Yan's thighs and claws. It seemed that it was very cognitive. It quickly entered its own role and knew who the boss was.

Zhang Weidao and other friends also began to cheer: "President Emmons, I promised to give the prize. You are not planning to lose our boss's holy weapon, right?"

"Amitabha, what's wrong with this world? Will the president of the Grand Super League be fooled?"

The younger generations of the National Bureau of Africa, mocking Emmons one by one. Anyway, they are not afraid that Emmons will turn against each other. Could it be that he can slap everyone to death?

Even if we turn against each other, we are not afraid of being in a state of affairs. Our National Bureau is not a soft boy who can be squeezed by others.

"President Emmons, it's true that Xiao Yan is not blamed for this matter. He said the words of "Not the Holy Sword of Fire Pheasant" in front of him. The meaning of "Not the Holy Sword" has been clearly expressed." Han Hongbo, general director of the State Administration of China, spoke and said, "Or what if you have a way to put the Holy Sword back into it, it's okay."

As soon as this said, the Fire Pheasant opened her teeth and claws again, as if saying, "I will fight with anyone who dares to squeeze them."

Emmons was speechless. Of course it was impossible to stuff it back. Not to mention that the holy sword was broken, even if it was not broken, he would not have the ability to stuff it back. What's more, looking at the Fire Phoenix, even if it forced it back, it would follow Wang Yan happily.

"Okay, okay, even if it was an accident just now." Emmons surrendered and waved, "You can choose another one quickly. After choosing, get out of here. Don't get in the way of my eyes."

Indeed, too.

He asked Wang Yan to stay for a while, and there would be an additional risk of the situation.

Moreover, he could only curse Wang Yan, not beat him. Who told him that he had a master who is the world's number one master?

He was tired, so he would give one more item. Anyway, the holy artifacts are prizes, not his own.

"Wow!"

There was a noise in the Youth Conference venue. The Son of Flame was really lucky. This was like picking up a holy weapon for nothing.

The holy artifacts are not the cabbage on the street, they need as much as they need. In fact, most of the holy artifacts in the world are treasures passed down from ancient times.

The half-step S-level powerhouses on the rostrum were all red in their eyes. Even they were not everyone with holy tools. And that brat Wang Yan actually took two pieces in one breath.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan said leisurely: "President Emmons, who said I only have a holy weapon?"

Emmons was stunned and asked subconsciously: "How many more do you want?"

"Of course I want two!" Wang Yan said in a shocking way, his expression and movement seemed to take it for granted and natural.

"That's right, my master wants two holy tools! If you don't give it to me, you old man will burn you to death." The Fire Pheasant Holy Hammer also set off in a rage and was ready to pounce on him at any time. The little dog's legs were really qualified.

The master robbed, and it followed him and waved the flag and shouted. The master ran away and pushed him behind the pad. I believe that it would not take long before it would forget that it was once a saint sword of the Fire Pheasant, not a saint hammer of the Fire Pheasant.

"Two, two pieces!" Emmons seemed to be slapped hard in the face, his face was confused, and he turned to a angrily smiled, "Okay, okay, Wang Yan, do you really think I am afraid of you? Two pieces! Haha, if you can't tell me the reason today, I will let you get one piece, and no one will give you face."

A magnificent and domineering aura arose from the S-level powerhouse. On the surface, he looked like an inconspicuous old man. However, once the momentum was unfolded, it was as thick as a mountain and as violent as the sea.

Dean of the Starry Sky Magic Academy and President of the Global Superpowers Federation, how could it be an easy person?

The whole audience was also quiet.

Isn't it? The Son of Fire is too stupid. Emmons has clearly agreed to add a holy weapon to him, but he is not satisfied yet? Is it so angry that Emmons is angered?

Many people who care about Wang Yan think he is a little bit arrogant and are secretly worried about him.

But some people who resent Wang Yan were secretly funny. Son of Fire, Son of Fire, you were so excited that you were blinded by excitement. You dare to be arrogant to President Emmons. Who do you think you are?

Now, take your broken hammer and get out of here.

Even Han Hongbo frowned slightly, thinking that Xiaoyan was playing a little badly, and he stopped it without knowing it.

"Senior Emmons, Wang Yan likes to joke, don't bother with him." The Saint of Light hesitated for a moment and spoke. Then he winked at Wang Yan, making him feel soft and not be able to get a holy weapon.

Seeing Lulu talking, the Dark Saint trembled slightly, and then said: "Senior Emmons, you are the dean of the Starry Sky Academy and the president of the Super League, don't be angry with the younger generation."

Wow, the two saints actually asked Wang Yan for mercy and said good things?

Why is that kid so lucky?

Alas! The two saints have noble status and their future prospects are limitless. It seems that Wang Yan is going to escape.

Sure enough, the two saints spoke, which made Emmons's face ease a lot. They just stared at Wang Yan coldly with their hands on their backs, as if waiting for him to beg for mercy.

Unexpectedly.

Wang Yan bowed his hand leisurely and said respectfully: "Senior Emmons, I don't mean to disrespect you. But if you respect, you still need two holy tools."

For a moment, the venue was so quiet that it could be heard even if a needle fell.

No?

Isn't the courage of the Son of Fire too outrageous?

The two saints opened their golden mouths, and Emmons gave you Wang Yan a step. You quickly climbed down the pole? As a result, you dared to ask for two holy tools again.

Emmons was also stunned, and then he smiled with his hands on his back and said with anger: "Okay, okay! I, the legendary magician of the Starry Sky, haven't taken action for a long time. Now in the world, his majesty is so low."

His majestic aura pressed towards Wang Yan and sneered: "Wang Yan, you can't tell the reason today. Even if your master comes, I won't give you face."

The two saints also stared at Wang Yan in a faint manner.

This person is usually quite sleek, but at critical moments, why are he so stupid?

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Chapter completed!