Chapter 680 Holy Hammer! Fire Pheasant

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"Wang Yan, what are you talking about? Haven't you already taken the Fire Pheasant Sword? Stop messing around here." Emmons scolded sternly, but cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he seemed a little guilty.

This low-key young man started to play low-key again, which made Emmons feel a little scared.

The Holy Sword of the Fire Pheasant, no, to be precise, it is the Holy Hammer of the Fire Pheasant. It also has flames, flickering on and off, as if to say, yes, yes, boss, am I not by your side?

You won't push me back, will you? Wow, my hometown where I was born and raised has been destroyed and torn into pieces. I can’t go back.

In fact, after Fire Pheasant Spirit did such a thing, he himself was a little confused and vaguely regretted. But this regret only lasted for a few seconds, and then it happily accepted the fact.

As long as I can follow the Son of Flame, where can I stay?

What's more, the texture of this war hammer is amazing. In essence, it is much stronger than the original holy sword. It is sturdy, spacious and has greater potential for future development. Therefore, the Fire Pheasant Artifact Spirit quickly accepted it calmly, and then regarded itself as the Fire Pheasant Holy Hammer.

Unfortunately, many people don't understand its inner monologue. Otherwise, he would definitely slap his forehead and sigh helplessly, this Fire Pheasant is really a second-rate guy, he is really generous.

"Haha." Wang Yan smiled calmly, pointing to the dim holy sword that was broken into countless pieces, "President Emmons, anyone who loves this broken holy sword can take it. Anyway, I No."

"puff!"

Emmons almost spit out a mouthful of old blood and glared at Wang Yan resentfully, "You brat, what are you talking about?" It's like buying a watermelon, eating the pulp, and returning the rind to the boss. Is this ridiculous?

"The Fire Pheasant Artifact Spirit has packed all the flame energy and surrendered to you." Emmons said quietly, "tens of thousands of pairs of eyes here have seen it, do you still want to deny it?"

"Yes, yes, boss, I have followed you." The Fire Pheasant Holy Hammer also used the flickering flames to remind Wang Yan that it existed and that it had really come over.

"Shut up." Wang Yan slapped the Fire Pheasant Hammer, glared and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will stuff you back into that broken sword."

The blazing flame of the fire pheasant was extinguished in an instant, leaving only a small flame exposed, looking at Wang Yan tremblingly. It looked like a puppy that was rejected by its owner. He was afraid that if the owner was unhappy, he would abandon it and become a stray puppy.

Seeing this scene, the Japanese people's hearts were broken. It was the sacred weapon of their nation, but it was treated like this.

Yokoichi Ito was so angry that his eyes were splitting with anger. The goddess abandoned her family and career to follow you. Not only did you not take good care of her, you actually dared to ravage her? He really wanted to yell, Fire Pheasant, please come back, I will enshrine you as a treasure, I can kneel down and lick you every day.

After Wang Yan on the other end finished teaching Huo Pheasant a lesson, he turned around and smiled at Emmons and said, "President, tens of thousands of pairs of ears heard it just now. I don't want the Fire Pheasant Holy Sword. It forcibly took over my war hammer. It's my fault." Really?"

Emmons breathed heavily in his chest and almost couldn't spit it out. He blew his beard and glared: "Having said that, you finally got the fire pheasant weapon spirit. The power of your war hammer has doubled, and there is still huge room for growth in the future. With this benefit, aren’t you satisfied?”

"There are benefits, but that's because Fire Pheasant got into my war hammer for nothing. It's not the result I want." Wang Yan looked innocent, holding up the war hammer and asked, "Huo Pheasant, tell Ai President Mengsi, did he reward you as a reward to me, or did you send it to me yourself?”

At this time, the fire pheasant was also very excited. It immediately glowed with flames and opened its teeth and claws at Emmons, looking fierce and arrogant. It seems to be saying that this young lady took the initiative to beg and follow the master for nothing. Does she have anything to do with a bad old man like you?

It looks very much like Wang Yan's dog-legged minion. It seems that it is very knowledgeable and quickly enters its role. It knows who is the boss.

Zhang Weidao and other friends also started to make noises: "President Emmons, we agreed to give prizes, are you planning to steal our boss's sacred weapon?"

"Amitabha, what's going on in this world? Will the dignified Chairman of the Chaolian Association also cheat?"

The younger generation of the National African Affairs Bureau, you and I are ridiculing Emmons one by one. Anyway, they are not afraid of Emmons falling out. Could it be that he can slap everyone to death?

Don’t be afraid even if you fall out, our National African Affairs Bureau is not a softie who can be manipulated by others.

"President Emmons, it is indeed not Xiao Yan's fault for this matter. He said earlier that he did not want the Fire Pheasant Holy Sword, and his intention to do so was very clear." Han Hongbo, the director of the National African Affairs Bureau, said in a supportive voice. , "Otherwise, if you have a way to put the fire pheasant back into the holy sword, that's fine."

As soon as he said this, Huo Zhi bared his teeth and claws aggressively again, as if to say, I will fight whoever dares to block him.

Emmons was speechless. Of course it was impossible to stuff it back. Not to mention that the holy sword was broken. Even if it wasn't broken, he didn't have the ability to stuff it back. What's more, looking at the appearance of the fire pheasant, even if you force it back, it will just follow Wang Yan away.

"Okay, okay, even if it was an accident just now." Emmons waved his hand in surrender and said, "Hurry up and choose another one. After you choose, get out of here quickly and don't bother me here."

Indeed.

The longer he lets Wang Yan stay, the more risks there will be.

Moreover, he could only scold Wang Yan but not hit him. Why did he have a master who was the best in the world?

His heart is tired, so just give him one more piece. Anyway, the holy artifacts are prizes, and they are not his own.

"Wow!"

There was a commotion at the Youth Conference. The Son of Fire was so lucky. This was like picking up a holy weapon for nothing.

Sacred weapons are not just cabbage on the street. You can get as many as you want. In fact, most of the sacred objects in the world are treasures handed down from ancient times.

Those high-ranking half-step S-class experts on the podium also had red eyes. Even among them, not everyone has a sacred weapon. But Wang Yan, that brat, actually took two items at once.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan said leisurely: "President Emmons, who said I only need one sacred weapon?"

Emmons was stunned and asked subconsciously: "How many more do you want?"

"Of course I want two!" Wang Yan's words were astonishing. His expression and actions seemed to take it as a matter of course and a matter of course.

"That's right, my master wants two holy weapons! If you don't give them to me, you'll be burned to death, you bad old man." The Fire Pheasant Holy Hammer was also in a arrogant posture, ready to pounce at any time. That little dog's legs are really good. qualified.

When the owner robs, the cat follows and shouts. When the owner runs away, he stays behind to support him. I believe it won't be long before it forgets that it was once a Fire Pheasant Holy Sword, not a Fire Pheasant Holy Hammer.

"Two, two pieces!" Emmons looked confused as if he had been slapped hard, then turned to smile angrily, "Okay, okay, Wang Yan, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Two pieces! Haha, if you can't give me a reason to convince me today, I'll let you get none of them, and you won't give face to anyone."

The majestic arrogance of an S-class strongman emerged spontaneously. On the surface, he looked like an inconspicuous old man. However, once the momentum unfolds, it is as thick as a mountain and as violent as the sea.

The dean of the Starry Sky Magic Academy and the president of the Global Federation of Superpowers, how could he be like Yi?

The whole place was also silent.

Isn't it? Son of Fire is so stupid, isn't it? Emmons has obviously promised to replenish a sacred weapon for him, but he is still not satisfied? This is a good time, has it angered Emmons?

Many people who care about Wang Yan think that he is pushing his limits too far, and are secretly worried about him.

But some people who resented Wang Yan were secretly amused. Son of Flame, Son of Flame, you are so excited that you are so excited that you dare to slap President Emmons in the face. Who do you think you are?

Now, take your broken hammer and get ready to get out of here in despair.

Even Han Hongbo frowned slightly, secretly thinking that Xiao Yan's game was not good, and he gave up without realizing it.

"Senior Emmons, Wang Yan likes to joke, so don't argue with him." The Saint of Light hesitated and spoke. He then winked at Wang Yan and asked him to give in, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get even a single sacred weapon.

Seeing Lulu speak, the Dark Saint trembled slightly, and then said: "Senior Emmons, you are the dean of Starry Sky Academy and the president of the Super League, so don't be angry with this junior."

Wow, two saints actually helped Wang Yan intercede and put in good words?

Why is that kid's life so good?

well! The two saints have noble status and unlimited future prospects. It seems that Wang Yan will escape.

As expected, the two saints spoke, and Emmons's expression softened a lot. He just stared at Wang Yan coldly with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for him to beg for mercy.

Unexpectedly.

Wang Yan cupped his hands calmly and said respectfully: "Senior Emmons, I don't mean to disrespect you. But respect is respect, and you still need two sacred vessels."

For a moment, the venue was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Isn't it?

Isn't the Son of Fire's courage too outrageous?

The two saints opened the door, Emmons gave you Wang Yan a step, and you quickly climbed down the pole? In the end, he dared to ask for two holy weapons again.

Emmons also looked stunned, then put his hands behind his back and laughed angrily: "Okay, okay! I, the legendary magician of the starry sky, have not made a move for a long time. Now in the world, my dignity has been reduced to this low."

He threatened Wang Yan with his majestic momentum and sneered: "Wang Yan, you can't give me a reason today. Even if your master comes, I won't give you face."

The two saints also stared at Wang Yan faintly.

This man! Normally he is quite tactful, but at critical moments, why are he so stupid?

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