Fang Jufeng's expression changed and he immediately went out. After a while, he came back with an extremely ugly look on his face.
Without any surprise, his tribe and the holy beasts all fell to Wan Lei.
Everyone ran to the holy beasts, and all the holy beasts ran to the Ten Thousand Demons Array, leaving only a group of Fang family members and subordinate disciples looking at each other.
"Hmph, what did you do to my sacred beast!"
Fang Jufeng slapped the table, pointed at Wan Lei and roared.
"Fang Jufeng, if you want to live, just follow me honestly. If you don't want to follow, just get out. No one here will force you to stay. I only agreed to take you in for the sake of Xiao Yu and Lao Fang. You really
Do you think I can’t leave you?
If you think you can survive the six Mahayana stages by yourself, then leave, and I will return all your tribe and sacred beasts to you."
"Young villain, if you were in the Thunder Wind Realm, how dare you talk to me like this?!"
Fang Jufeng, whose dignity was insulted, was furious.
"Everywhere, I always talk like this. If you don't believe me, you can ask around."
This kid really has the ability to piss people off to death.
Isn't it true that your boy doesn't get along with the Fang family by nature?
Fang Jufeng gritted his teeth and suddenly looked at Fang Xiaoyu.
After all, no matter what she said, Fang Xiaoyu was still the legitimate daughter of the Fang family, so she had to speak for him.
"Uncle Ju Feng, you should calm down and look at the situation clearly. Now we are the only ones with Mahayana heads. Even if you go to the other side, the six on our side will not be enough. Unless you are determined to kill all of us.
Killed, including Elder Chen.
If you can't make up your mind, you should join forces with us to deal with the enemy together. At the very least, we have enough Mahayana people here to allow you to successfully complete the mission, get rewards, and get out alive."
Looking at the two people who were at war with each other, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but try to smooth things over, but it was just a matter of trying to reconcile things, so it was better not to fight at all.
This whole process was all about helping Wan Lei speak.
"The girl is really too big and her elbows are turned outward. Okay, let's see!"
Fang Jufeng said a harsh word, turned around and left angrily.
Looking at his back, Wan Lei sighed. He didn't want to be so tough, but in order to win, he had to unite the front and let everyone obey his command. Otherwise, they would be scattered and fight on their own, and they would eventually end up together.
When struck, it collapses.
With Fang Jufeng's aloof character, the more Wan Lei coaxes him, the less he will take Wan Lei seriously. On the contrary, if you suppress him and defeat him, although you may not necessarily convince him, at least you can
Let him listen to you.
On this point, before Fang Jufeng came, Wan Lei had already asked Fang Xiaoyu to find out clearly.
Even if he still has grievances, as long as the tribe and the sacred beasts are still controlled by Wan Lei, he will not be able to make any big waves. When he reaches the battlefield, the enemy will naturally force him to fight for his life.
"I think we need a flag."
The little Taoist nun who had been silent until now suddenly spoke.
"banner?"
Wan Lei frowned slightly.
"Yes, since you are already this... barely considered an alliance, and are already the leader of this alliance, then naturally everyone must listen to you. On the battlefield, soldiers need to have a spiritual symbol, and this is the role of the flag.
As long as the flag does not fall, the soldiers will have morale and will continue to fight the enemy. If there is no flag, the soldiers will not know where to rush or where to protect.
So the flag is very important, so just put up your own flag."
"Well, what the little Taoist nun said makes sense..."
"What little Taoist nun? I'm a hundred years older than you."
The sexy and beautiful little Taoist nun, who looked about thirty years old, rolled her eyes, You Zi picked up the jug and drank.
"If you say you are a young Taoist nun, then you are a young Taoist nun. I can't call you an old Taoist nun."
Seeing the little Taoist nun glaring and wanting to speak again, Wan Lei quickly changed the subject.
"Now order people to hurry up and make a swastika flag."
"No."
Wan Liuchuan stood up, patted the storage bag, and a folded black cloth appeared in his hand.
Sui Xiaohang, Qi Manyao and others stood up, and together with Wan Liuchuan, they pulled the four corners of the black flag and propped it up.
The flag was so large that it took up almost all the space in the tent. It had a black background and a golden "Wan" embroidered on it.
Those ten thousand words, flying dragons and phoenixes, are ferocious and powerful, exuding a domineering and leering attitude.
"Okay, Wan Liuchuan, you actually carry this thing with you?" Wan Lei's eyes widened, expressing great surprise.
Wan Liuchuan gave Wan Lei a cold look,
"Are you from the Wan family? You don't even have the flag of the Wan family on your body."
When Wan Lei heard this, he took a deep breath. Could it be that Wan Liuchuan knew about it?
"Before I left Wanjia, I knew that it would be difficult to go back, so I brought a swastika flag to remind myself all the time that my surname is Wan and I am from Wanjia.
Once upon a time, this flag was the most noble and lofty flag in the Lei Feng world. I hope that one day, it can fly again in the highest place in the Lei Feng world."
"Will do."
Wan Lei nodded solemnly and shouted loudly,
"Come here, put up the flagpole and fly my 10,000-character flag!!!"
At the foot of Zhenhai Mountain, on a high ground, under the cloudy sky and the pouring purple rain, a black swastika flag fluttered in the wind and stood at the highest place.
All the warriors of the tribe know that the person who leads them home and leads them to survive is named Wan Lei.
In the endless camp, there were cheers and worship like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
Fang Jufeng, who had returned to his tribal area, looked at the fluttering flag and snorted coldly,
"Let me cooperate with you first this time. When we return to the Thunder Wind Realm, we will see how I deal with you."
After saying this, Fang Jufeng thought about it carefully and found that he really couldn't do anything to Wan Lei.
Calling a group of people to kill him? If you want to kill Wan Lei, you must go through Fang Xiaoyu's level. The clan leader will not have to go to him to fight for his life. You know, Fang Xiaoyu is the apple of the entire Fang family's eye.
Beat him? It seems that you may not be able to beat him. This kid will break through the Yuanshen at any time. Now that the Yuanying is so powerful, after breaking through the Yuanshen, is it still possible?
Fang Jufeng thought about Wan Lei's fighting power and his potential, and suddenly felt that with Wan Lei's talent, it was certain that he would become a Tribulation Master in the future, and maybe becoming an immortal was not impossible.
If you think about it this way, it seems that it was not Wan Lei who hugged the Fang family's thigh, but the Fang family who hugged Wan Lei's thigh.
Although he was still snoring unconvinced in his heart, he had to admire Fang Xiaoyu's vision at this time, and understood why the clan leader would support Fang Xiaoyu and Wan Lei being together despite all the opinions.