God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1700 The woman who hurt me, do you still want to live? (1)

Huayan pursed her lips, looking at Sister Yue who was almost dying in her arms, her eyes shone with distress.

But, why don't you see that the emperor is not alone?

"What about others?"

She flew two steps with Yue Qingcheng, looking at Yan Che with fear.

Yan Che turned his eyes away from the black wings that were torn apart by the queen while one side was intact behind her. Seeing the orange spiritual power on her body, he didn't even bother to show contempt.

Knowing who she was asking, he said casually, "He, of course, was beaten to death by me."

Hua Yan said in disbelief: "Impossible! How could you kill him?"

That man was the most powerful person she could think of with her powerful imagination.

Not to mention him, even his subordinate, that guy named Ice Wolf, can crush this human monster in front of him with one finger, right?

Yan Che's expression darkened, "Why is that impossible? That's the truth. Hehe, I've told you so much, so it's time for you to tell me where your God Wing bloodline came from, right?"

It's weird.

Although he didn't participate in the battle between the Stone Soul Clan and the God Wing Dynasty back then, he also watched from the sidelines. The God Wing Dynasty had already become extinct in the Holy Light Continent except for those escaped fish that fled to the lower continents.

Where did this woman awaken from?

"Neuropathy!"

Huayan cursed, rolled her eyes, and ran away.

Looking at the little white tiger that was running wildly, she hurriedly shouted: "Master Tiger, don't come back, run quickly!"

The little white tiger paused, then turned around and ran again.

Yan Che dug out his ear piercing, extremely lazy.

"Why are you trying to run away one by one? It's really boring, how can you run away?"

In the palm of your hand, you can see the sharp power at a glance.

Aim at Huayan's back in mid-air, and push out with the palm of your hand.

boom!

Blood, splatter!

But the person he hit was not Huayan, but a group of people who came out of nowhere.

This group of people looked numb, their faces were a little livid, obviously they hadn't regained their self-awareness, and they were the ones who had been hit by the soul-destroyer, and they were called by Huayan to block them to death.

"Ah ah ah..."

A group of people shouted strangely and surrounded Yan Che.

Yan Che slapped him flying with one hand, looking at Hua Yan who was running away, a cruel bloodthirsty smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "I forgot, you became the snake girl of the Gushan Dynasty."

However, more and more people came around, and they have become an army, which is really troublesome.

"I thought you were a kind woman. It seems that your ability to become a snake girl has something to do with your temperament. So many innocent people were pulled over by you to prevent disasters, but you didn't hesitate or blink, heh..."

Yan Che's voice came to Huayan's ears along with the wind.

Huayan said angrily: "Erri|Your motherfucker, who cares if they live or die?"

Seeing Sister Yue who was gradually losing consciousness in her arms, she wished she could immediately transform into a dragon, beat Yan Che into a pig's head, and stamp it to feed the dogs!

Bang bang bang!

Behind him, there were countless crackling sounds.

Yan Che ran towards them all the way, killing countless people along the way.

Getting closer and closer.

Huayan was startled, she didn't expect Yan Che to be so strong that even an army of human flesh couldn't stop him.

"...I caught you."

Yan Che's hand grabbed Huayan's black wings.

Huayan turned her head in a panic, opened her mouth, and a little black snake flew out, hitting Yan Che directly in the face.

Yan Che was stunned for a moment, then retreated subconsciously.After a while, Huayan took the opportunity to run a certain distance.

"Humph!"

Yan Che chased after him again.

He didn't know that at the place where Di Bugu turned into starlight, the starlight suddenly condensed.

Then, the starlight was forcibly torn apart, and a tall man with splashed ink and long hair came out from it. The starlight fell on his side, but it was not as dignified as his appearance.

He raised his eyes slightly, and there was silence at the bottom of his eyes, or rather, silence.

(End of this chapter)