Xiao Fei made a hoarse voice, which was mixed with anger and unwillingness, as well as the dignity of a warrior. Failure was far more terrifying to them than death.
"collapse!"
The main attack weapon in Xiao Fei's hand fell down, he pulled away the weapon and retreated; before Yan Jun could react, Xiao Tian and the weapons in Qing Zi Zai's hands had already landed on his breastplate.
Fire splattered everywhere.
Turning his head to retreat, Xiaogang's attack was already in front of his nose.
The coordination between the four of them was extremely precise, at least in Lufa's eyes. Although their coordination was not impeccable, there was something remarkable about it.
Cooperation is not what is called tactics.
It is a special tactic that needs to be changed from time to time according to local conditions.
"Young man, it's interesting!"
"It's interesting that the wolf cub actually dared to show its fangs to the old wolf; but a wolf cub is a wolf cub, and it's best not to show any threat until it grows up.
Do you know why this is?"
Yan Jun raised his hand to resist the attacks of the next few people, and while raising his hand to knock Qing Zizai away, he showed a strange expression of interest, unhurried, but there was a flash of expression wrapped under the mask.
Inexplicably cold and harsh.
He is Yanjun, the galactic warrior!
Invincible!
Even his own students couldn't make him retreat in any way.
"Teacher, wolf cubs are also wolves!"
"Although the fangs are young, they are still capable of tearing the blood vessels of prey. Teacher, you are old!"
Unlike Qing Zizai and Xiaotian, who were easy-going towards others, Xiaofei showed a touch of arrogance that was unique to him. They were Yanjun's disciples, so how could they be just mediocre people?
"old?!"
"Old guy, are we old?" Yan Jun showed a strange expression, turned around and asked with interest.
"Teacher, take the call!"
Xiao Fei's body moved quickly, like a blue hurricane, fighting with all his strength.
Xiaogang followed closely behind, and the Thunder Steel Explosive Ax in his hand fell out of thin air, condensing into a fluorescent circular magic array.
"Teacher, be careful!
"
Compared to Xiaofei and Xiaogang who are clean and tidy, Xiaotian and Qingzi are much gentler. Gentle, would you call the two people who raised their hands holding the Fire Punishing Heavenly Lie Sword and used their hands to activate the Heavenly Lie Slash gentle?
"Old fox, don't capsize in the gutter!"
Looking at Yanjun who was surrounded by five people, Lu Fa sneered at the right time. Yanjun was waiting to ridicule him all the time, how could he let go of this "good opportunity"?
"Shut up!"
"Old thing!"
Yan Jun glanced at him coldly, but he quickly turned around and responded to the attacks of the four people in a solemn manner. If it was just three armors, that would be it.
Coupled with the fact that he is pure and free, he will not have any fears.
But who can tell me why the attack powers of Qing Zizai and Xiaotian overlap, and what the hell is the fusion? At this moment, I will deal with it with an unhurried expression.
As a teacher, I am afraid I will be embarrassed.
"Xiaotian, retreat!"
"Xiao Fei, make up for it!"
When the attack failed, Qing Zizai quickly reminded him.
Xiaotian quickly retreated after hearing the reminder, and Xiaofei, who was wandering around, immediately rushed forward to make up for it; Qingzizai's thoughts moved slightly, and the God of War Xingtian on his body had transformed into a flying shadow.
"Qingtianding!
"
The two of them performed the same move together, and at the moment their bodies soared, two overlapping circular formations spread to the surroundings, crossing the top of Yan Jun's head.
"fall!
"
"Kaka!"
The sound of two steel collisions resounded, and this blow knocked Yan Jun over.
"Xiaofei retreats, Xiaogang takes over!"
Qing Zizai reminded him again.
“King Kong Thunder Strike!
"
Two identical attacks spread again, one after the other, tightly restraining Yan Jun in the center. Xiaotian and Xiaofei rushed forward to attack again, four attacks were crushed out, even Lufa in the distance had a faint look on his face.
Change.
He couldn't resist this blow!
But then I thought about it, what would the future of these people in front of me be like without Ye Huang? Qing Zizai might have been practicing the so-called armor combat skills for the rest of his life, guarding the so-called martial arts hall.
What will happen to the three of them?
They will become enemies with themselves and with Kusi and others. Either they will die or they will die.
At this moment, he had to admire Ye Huang.
He can transform an ordinary ordinary person into an ace warrior, and become a being that is comparable to the king's armor; he can't do all this.
Strictly speaking, he was too vigilant.
Except for Kusi and the others, even if the stranger in front of him is too useful to him, he will not be granted too many rights.
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
Ye Huang is actually a very charming person.
Regardless of his strength or his courage to delegate power, he can't do all of this; he can't do it, neither can Lord Yan, nor King Pier!
However, he knew that Ye Huang was more vigilant than he thought, and much more vigilant; it was not that he delegated power without scruples, but that he had the power to control the situation.
Even if Lufa betrays him, he will be destroyed as soon as possible.
After struggling to blast Yanjun away, the armors on several people invariably disintegrated due to exhaustion. They were proud to be able to wear the king's armor with the Galaxy War Tyrant Yanjun for such a long time.
After all, few people who dare to become Yan Lord's enemies have escaped from his hands.
His strength is enough to make him proud.
"Okay, okay!"
"You guys are qualified!"
Regardless of the biting cold wind around him, the Shura armor on Yanjun disintegrated on its own, and the stern look on his face gradually faded away, replaced by inexplicable relief.
The four people in front of me are my disciples!
Disciples taught by myself!
"Teacher, I'm offended!
"
The four of them said in unison.
"If you are offended, victory is victory and defeat is defeat; strong is strong and weak is weak. These things are not something to be ashamed of.
Remember, the word victory can never be described like this!" Yan Jun stretched out his hand and warned in a hoarse and cold voice.
The body swung, and a pair of iron fists struck down. The four people were immediately thrown away and fell into the gravel in the distance; their mouths and noses were bleeding.
"What is victory?"
"I am your enemy now, and I still have the power to resist. As long as the enemy still has the power to resist, the so-called victory is just nonsense!"
Yanjun's eyes were piercing and terrifying, and he reminded him word by word.
"What is victory?"
"Only by crushing the enemy and integrating them into hell can this be the real victory; crush them and let them howl in hell!"