Chapter 2122 Yanyan, I Feel Uncomfortable (2)
Hearing the news from His Majesty, the old tree suddenly became happy, and the leaves rattled.
Now that the matter has been settled for the most part, Yun Qingyan doesn't plan to stay here either, she is just about to leave Latti Jiuque—
"Boom!" Suddenly, the entire light film shook.
The leaves of the old tree trembled, "There are high-level demons breaking in!"
Almost at the moment when its words fell, several black shadows swept up in the air, each in the shape of a triangle, two of them attacked Di Jiuque, and the other grabbed Yun Qingyan.
Di Jiuque's brow furrowed fiercely, and his ultimate move slapped the three of them mercilessly.
"Netherworld Shield!"
A huge black compass appeared, with strange patterns on it, and the compass turned, which directly absorbed the attack of Di Jiuque!
At this moment, one of them was already close to Yun Qingyan.
Yun Qingyan gathered the power of Xingyuan in his hand, and slammed it with one palm.
His palm seemed to have hit some incomparably hard profound stone. Not only did it not shake anyone away, but it actually hurt his own hand.
She was shocked, so strong!
Even, when she reached the god-killing class, she could not feel the bottom line of the other party's cultivation.
A cold blade was attached to her neck, Yun Qingyan was tightly clamped, and at the same time, the two who attacked Di Jiuque were easily slapped away.
However, seeing his companion being knocked flying, the person who held Yun Qingyan down did not even change his expression.
A pair of red bloody eyes looked at Di Jiuque, "If you don't want her to die.
Give us the gun you bought at the auction. "
Di Jiuque looked over, Jun's face was tense, his thin lips pursed into a straight line.
There was a scar on Wu Yan's handsome face, and his eyes stared coldly at the man in front of him.
He has estimated the strength of this man, even if it is him, within a hundred strokes, he will definitely lose.
If the robbery can't be done, they can only find another way.
The person in his hands seems to be a very important person to the other party. On this trip, they don't want to cause more trouble and fight with others, they just want to get back the master's gun. No matter what method they use, it is a good way to complete the task.
Di Jiuque hardly hesitated, stretched out his right palm, and a war gun with a red ying appeared in his hand, "The gun is here for you.
Put people down. "
Wu Yan was surprised, but did not expect the other party to be so straightforward.
The man who was hit by Di Jiuque was spitting blood and standing behind him, showing a posture of alertness.
"We just want guns.
Give us the guns, and we will return you safe and sound. "Wu Yan thought about it for a while and said.
As he spoke, he held Yun Qingyan to move forward.
"Hey. Taking me as a threat, shouldn't you ask my opinion?"
Seeing that Wu Yan was about to get the gun, Yun Qingyan suddenly attacked with an elbow.
Impatient flashes flashed in Wu Yan's eyes, and just as he was using the dagger to signal the captive to be quiet, he saw a slender, white and tender hand pressing on the blade without caring.
Di Jiuque's pupils shrank to sharp points, "Yan'er!"
"This soft dagger, are you using it to threaten me?" Yun Qingyan pinched the blade and looked at the demon man behind him in surprise, with doubts written in his eyes.
I saw that the dagger of calamity that could easily cut through the masters of the domain master was soft and soft like plasticine in her hand.
In an instant, the tense atmosphere became awkward.
Wu Yan and the other two demon men stood there dumbfounded, especially Wu Yan.
The seven demon kings each possessed seven natal weapons, but most of them were destroyed tens of thousands of years ago, and only the dagger of the lust king remained.