Ling Ying led a dozen of his men to surround Yitian and said to Yitian: "Young man, there are some people you cannot afford to offend. Maybe you still think that the Gu clan is just an ordinary family with the surname Gu.
But I can tell you that the power of this family is beyond your imagination. If you are smart enough, apologize to my lady immediately."
"Hmph, so what if I don't apologize? How could you still eat me?" Yitian laughed angrily. It seemed that he was still affected by the original work. Whether it was Xun'er or other Ling Ying, they only treated people they knew well.
That's all, he doesn't have a good attitude toward other people at all. Originally, Yitian still had some fantasies about Xun'er, after all, she was the most perfect woman in the original novel, but now Yitian has completely lost interest in her.
Her beauty can only be truly appreciated by Xiao Yan; her tenderness is limited to Xiao Yan alone; in her eyes, there is only the shadow of Xiao Yan; you say she can die for love, but that is only for Xiao Yan.
Death; therefore, there is only Xiao Yan in her world and there is no room for others.
Then, why bother to go there when you can please her? That is just asking for trouble.
"Young people, don't be impulsive. Being impulsive is not a good thing. If you don't do it right, you may lose your life," Ling Ying said.
Hearing Ling Ying's words, Yitian was startled. Why did this sentence sound so familiar to him? It seemed that, by the way, that was himself in the previous life. The one who fought with a long knife to protect the national treasure in the imperial mausoleum. Before he died,
That's what I heard the foreign leader say.
"Young people, it is good to be patriotic, but impulsiveness can kill people. Reincarnate and enjoy your next life!"
Yitian still remembers the face of that person, the face of the person who ordered the bomb to be detonated and brought him here.
Thinking of this, Yitian felt that the blood in his heart was already boiling. It was the determination to fight to the end, the will not to give up or give up. The Yingdao in the sea of consciousness seemed to feel something. Colorful rays of light shone out, and Yitian sent out a
A tyrannical momentum swept over everyone.
"Nine-Star Fighting Emperor, how is that possible!" Ling Ying was shocked.
Xun'er looked at Yitian in disbelief, and the onlookers stayed far away from them, for fear of being affected.
"What a qualification, young man. Although you are so strong, we have more than a dozen fighting kings and four fighting kings here. Do you think you have a chance to win? It's not too late to admit your mistake to our lady now!" Ling Ying said.
"We can't treat him so cheaply, and we have to make him kneel down, kowtow, apologize, and give us the little fox..." Lingquan on the ground has already climbed up. He hates Yitian now. How could he do this?
He let Yitian off easily, but was interrupted by Yitian before he finished speaking.
"Should I still call you grandpa?" Yitian sneered.
"Not bad, but I have to shout three times," Lingquan said proudly.
"Sure." Ling Ying was shocked. He felt that this young man was not simple. If they really fought, even if they won in the end, they would suffer heavy casualties, so he tried his best to persuade this young man to just show his humility. But he
What I didn't expect was that this idiot Ling Quan only cared about personal hatred and didn't understand the situation at all.
This battle is inevitable, Ling Ying murmured.
Sure enough, Yitian roared loudly, and the overwhelming momentum swept out from his whole body, which was a bit more terrifying than before. The seven-colored wings behind him transformed, and they were unparalleled in beauty. Yitian flew into the sky, fighting the king level.
The battlefields of the above strong men should all be in the sky. Little Lieyan also followed the little fox to the sky.
A dozen people on the ground also formed their own fighting spirit wings and flew into the sky to surround Zhu Yitian again.
Yitian patted Xiao Lieyan's head and said softly: "You two little guys, be good and wait for me in the forest far away. My brother will pick you up soon."
"Don't worry, even if you die in the battle, we will not embarrass these two little guys, I promise you!" Ling Ying suddenly said.
Yitian glanced at Ling Ying in surprise and said: "You are a pretty good person. If you give me a favor in return, I will try not to hurt your lives."
"Young man, don't talk nonsense!" said a strong warrior.
"You'll know in a minute, come on." Yitian took the lead in attacking, and seven different colors flew out from his body.
Miniature dragons, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. The seven little dragons swelled in response to the wind, and did not stop until they were nearly ten feet long.
Everyone, whether in the sky or on the ground, was stunned to see what kind of fighting skill this was.
Only Yitian knew in his heart that this was not a fighting skill, but the seven little dragons that appeared with the growth of the colorful holy flames. During the month that Yitian stayed in the space channel, it was not just as simple as manipulating the space ship.
The seven little dragons were very interested and would not stop until they understood it.
After his exploration, he found that as long as he issued the command, those little dragons would wake up. In this way, Yitian sighed, these are just like real life forms. This Dou Qi Continent is really not an extraordinary legend. The earth
Science in the world is simply unable to make progress here. There are many things that science cannot explain, or to put it mildly, it cannot be explained at the moment.
"Longteng Jiuzhou" As Yitian shouted, the seven little dragons flew towards the people in the sky with claws and teeth. Yitian suddenly thought of giving such a name to these seven little dragons, which could not only commemorate his hometown, but also be majestic!
Ling Ying punched the little red dragon's claws, and immediately felt a stinging pain in the fist. The claws of the little dragon were extremely hot. Only then did Ling Ying realize that the little red dragon was not made of fighting spirit but flames.
I couldn't help but be shocked, what kind of flame was this? It could even melt the Dou Huang's Dou Qi membrane.
Could it be a strange fire? Ling Ying couldn't help feeling palpitated. The strength of the strange fire was unimaginable. If its owner had enough cultivation to fully exert its power, it would be terrifying!
But what kind of strange fire is this? It turns out to be colorful. There seems to be no description of this kind of strange fire on the list of strange fires. Ling Ying dodged another blow from the red dragon, and the burning pain on his face made him dare not be distracted anymore.
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In the sky
The little dragons of different colors kept entangling the crowd, and the crowd was unable to make an effective counterattack and could only keep avoiding them.
on the ground
The coldness on Xun'er's face had long been replaced by anxiety. She didn't expect that boy to have such powerful tricks. Now everyone in the sky was in danger.
As for Lingquan, the viciousness on his face had long since disappeared, and he was a little more panicked. He didn't expect that the strength of more than a dozen Dou Wangs and four Dou Huangs could not deal with that kid.
As for other spectators, they watched the wonderful battle in the sky with relish, especially the seven little dragons, which attracted their attention the most.