Fox Demon: This villain is always misunderstood

The moment he heard Tushan Yiyi's whispered words, Fengquan's pupils shrank suddenly.

He suddenly looked up at Tushan Yiyi, his eyes full of disbelief and shock.

If he guessed correctly, Tushan Yiyi's courage was too great, right?

Thinking of this, Fengquan lowered his head again.

If this is true, the "protagonist" of today's drama is not their Huangquan tribe at all!

Tushan Yiyi is not targeting the Huangquan tribe, his real target is the Aolai country behind the Huangquan tribe!

They, the Huangquan tribe, are just used as hostages to summon the Aolai country!

The scene fell into a dead silence, Tushan Yiyi just stood quietly with his hands behind his back, standing in the air, and the powerful pressure emanating from his body oppressed all the Huangquan tribe present and could not move at all.

The Huangquan tribe is waiting for the result of the battle between the Lord of the Underworld and Long Ba.

Tushan Yiyi was also waiting, but what he was waiting for was completely different from the Huangquan Clan.

He was too lazy to even pay attention to the battle on Longba's side.

Even if this was the underworld, the Lord of the Underworld could use the power of heaven and earth in the underworld here.

But after learning from him personally, if Longba couldn't even beat a mere Lord of the Underworld, then he would be a bit worthless as Tushan Yiyi's mount.

The battle over there was getting more and more intense, and the noise was getting louder and louder. Obviously, the battle between the two sides had entered a white-hot stage.

Even though it was thousands of miles away, Fengquan could still feel the powerful demon power fluctuations coming from afar.

This level of battle was almost the top of the world, and it was no longer something that ordinary monsters like them could intervene in.

But even if the powerful monsters at the level of the Demon King already needed them to yearn for and look up to, in Tushan Yiyi's eyes, they were no different from ordinary little monsters.

Just like the third young master of Aolai country, one man and one stick brought deep fear to the entire Huangquan clan.

Even after so many years, this fear still exists.

Thinking of this, Fengquan also showed a bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Until now, he finally knew what it meant that when gods fight, mortals suffer.

For the "mortals" of the Huangquan clan, Tushan Yiyi and the third young master of Aolai country are the gods.

These two people "fight" each other, even if it is just the "remaining power" of the battle, can instantly put the Huangquan clan into a crisis of extinction...

Or the Huangquan clan is too weak. If someone in the Huangquan clan can reach the level of Tushan Yiyi and the third young master of Aolai country, then how can my Huangquan clan be bullied like this?

Just when Fengquan was secretly sad about this, a sudden voice suddenly sounded above.

"Don't be afraid, Boqieji, I'll bring people to save you...save you?"

Wang Fugui's words became softer and softer, and he almost pinched his throat to pronounce them.

Wang Fugui will never forget the face not far away.

Back then, at Tushan Grand Theater, he saw Tushan Yiyi in person under the control of Tushan Meimei's Nightmare Fox.

But now, the legendary black fox is standing in front of him, and even smiling at him with "bad intentions"!

Looking at the Huangquan tribe members kneeling neatly on the ground below, and Bai Yuechu with a face that said I'm proud of you, at this moment, Wang Fugui's CPU frequency directly broke through the sky!

"Excuse me, I went to the wrong set, goodbye."

After that, Wang Fugui clasped his fists to Tushan Yiyi expressionlessly, and said that he would take the people of Yiqi Daomeng back.

"Since you're here, why don't you stay and be a spectator? It's just right that I have nothing to do. I haven't seen the King's Sword for a long time."

As Tushan Yiyi finished speaking, the next second, Wang Fugui found helplessly that he and the people in the law enforcement team were all fixed in the air by Tushan Yiyi's fox mind technique.

"Master, what should I do?"

"Mom, I don't want to die. If I had known, I wouldn't have come out to run field work for ten times the salary."

"Do you think that if you die in the underworld, will your soul go directly through the VIP fast channel when you reincarnate?"

...

Wang Fugui was also panicking at this moment, but it was not because he was fixed by Tushan Yiyi, but because of what Tushan Yiyi said just now.

"No, you can kill me, but you can't take my King's Sword!"

While saying this, Wang Fugui also used up all his strength to try to defend the King's Sword in his hand.

At the same time, his magic power was constantly trying to communicate with the King's Sword, hoping that the last "miracle" could appear again and take him away from here safely.

But this time, Wang Fugui was destined to be disappointed.

Because no matter how much he begged, the Wangquan Sword in his hand still didn't move at all.

"Come."

Tushan Yiyi just waved his hand, and the next second, the Wangquan Sword in Wang Fugui's hand instantly floated in front of Tushan Yiyi.

"No! Give me back my Wangquan Sword!"

"Your Wangquan Sword?"

Tushan Yiyi smiled lightly.

"Do you have any evidence? Is your name engraved on it? Or will it respond if you call it?"

"It just has the word Wangquan on it!"

"So? Your last name is not Wangquan. And to be honest, I have been with this sword for much longer than you."

Hearing this, Wang Fugui suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness like punching cotton.

Indeed, it is said that the Wangquan Sword has been in Tushan Yiyi's hands for five hundred years since the death of the Taoist soldier Wang Quanfugui.

Until recently, for some unknown "reason", the Wangquan Sword suddenly appeared in Tushan, and was finally found by him by "chance".

If we really talk about the time spent with the Wangquan Sword, no one of the Wangquan Sword masters in history can be longer than Tushan Yiyi.

Tushan Yiyi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently waved the Wangquan Sword in his hand.

Sure enough, just like before, he could not exert the true power of the Wangquan Sword.

In his hand, the Wangquan Sword is at most a sharp sword that will never be destroyed.

However, compared with the past, this time Tushan Yiyi was holding the Wangquan Sword, and he could obviously perceive the peculiarity of the Wangquan Sword more clearly.

Because the power hidden in the sword of the Wangquan Sword, even with his current realm, he still couldn't force it to use, which was simply against the sky!

You know, even the Tears of the Void are not so picky about the user.

Whether it is Feng Qi or Bai Yuechu, they can use it right away, but what is the basis for this Wangquan Sword?

Just because it has the word Wangquan engraved on the hilt?

Tushan Yiyi now seriously doubts whether the ancestor of the Wangquan family changed his name because of this sword, just like making dumplings for this plate of vinegar...