The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"Who the hell is an old friend with you!"

Hunfeng was so angry that Xiao Yan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Trouble me from eating, then you will die!"

Hunfeng actually ignored Huo Nu directly, and punched Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan's body flickered indifferently, and another "Xiao Yan" walked out of his body immediately, taking over the two and continuing to attack Huo Nu.

"Hahaha, I have long wanted to compete with Patriarch Hunfeng, good time!"

I saw Xiao Yan raised his forearm, and his hand formed a knife, cutting towards Hunfeng's shoulder.

In desperation, Hunfeng had no choice but to retract the punch, and distanced himself from Xiao Yan, frowning: "Xiao Yan, you and I have always been in harmony with each other, what do you want to do?"

"I just want that fire slave."

Xiao Yan pouted in one direction and said.

Hunfeng followed the direction and looked over, and saw that the battle between "Xiao Yan" and Huo Nu had ended at some point, and Huo Nu was standing quietly behind "Xiao Yan".

Seeing this scene, Hunfeng's expression completely dropped.

Damn it, he just said how could Xiao Yan, a bitch, be kind enough to help him, so it turned out that he came here, so so angry!

"Xiao Yan, you are courting death!"

Hunfeng sized Xiao Yandao coldly.

"Why do you want to continue fighting?"

Xun'er and the three fell behind Xiao Yan and said.

Seeing that their young lord was in danger, a group of strong soul clans leaned over one after another, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out!

Thanks to Xiao Yan's help, everyone was freed from the scourge of Huo Nu, so all the strong people were happily eating melons outside.

"Xiao Yan, Hunfeng, the experts from all sides are still joining forces to fight against the Jinglian Yaohuo. The result has not yet come out. It is really inappropriate to have a conflict."

Huo Xuan from the Fire Clan stepped forward to persuade him.

"Humph! Let's go!"

Soul Wind, who knew he couldn't fight, immediately walked along this step, leading the Soul Clan people away far away.

"Hey, boring."

Xiao Yan regretted looking at Hunfeng's back.

Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to directly kill Soul Wind, extract and eat the Void Swallowing Flame Fire in his body, but it seems that he can only find another opportunity.

"Xiao Yan, please be more peaceful, Hunfeng is also the young patriarch of the Hun Clan, and his strength is not much weaker than yours."

Huo Xuan looked at Xiao Yan with a headache and said.

"Haha, thank you brother Huoxuan."

Xiao Yan lightly brought this matter over.

above the sky.

As the battle progressed, Jinglian Yaohuo also became more and more clumsy.

On the surface, Jinglian Yaohuo's strength is the peak of the five-star Dousheng, and its strength is the third-ranked Yihuo on the Alien Fire list. I am afraid that its combat power will also catch up with the six-star Dousheng.

But these eight four-star fighting saints are not vegetarians, which one is not a master who has come out of the Wannian imperial clan.Under the temporary concerted attack of the eight fighting saints, Jinglian Yaohuo's offensive became more and more embarrassing.

Jinglian Yaohuo, who was successfully attacked by Hun Miesheng again, finally went mad, and said angrily, "Great Mercy Hand!"

"boom!"

A giant hand of thousands of feet of magma that fell from the sky immediately slapped away the eight fighting saints who were tightly entwined with the Jinglian demon fire like a fly.

"Hu! Hu! Hu!"

The eight people who were far away from Jinglian Yaohuo looked at each other. The eight people who have fought to this level are also exhausted, and it is time to make a final decision.

"Damn it! You actually hurt my honorable master! Go to hell with me, all of you!"

Jinglian Yaohuo glanced at the eight people and smiled ferociously, and immediately let out a long roar: "Huo Nu, explode!"

"No, get out of the way!"

The eight people whose scalps were tingling all the time just dodged in all directions subconsciously.

The self-explosion of one Fighting Saint might seriously injure them, or even kill them, let alone the self-destruction of ten Fighting Saint-level Huo Nu.

However, three seconds passed in silence.

The Jinglian Demon, who was still smiling ferociously just now, was slightly stunned, and then let out another long roar: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Still nothing happened.

Yaochen eight people: "???"

"Don't explode, I have temporarily taken away their control."

A loud laugh came from below.