"I... will never let you succeed!"
Jiang Yiran gritted her teeth, and stubbornness emerged in her bright eyes.
She is the Dragon Queen, and she must not allow Fenrir to harm her people without being punished.
No matter what price he has to pay today, Fenrir must pay with blood!
"Really? I like the unwillingness in your eyes."
Fenrir yawned and tilted his head to look at Jiang Yiran, his eyes full of teasing: "So, what should you do?"
"Xia Yan!"
Suddenly, Jiang Yiran shouted: "No matter what trump card you have, hold him back for me, I will fight with all my strength!"
"I know, I know... who made you so impulsive? You didn't even wait for me to come with you."
A person gradually walked out of the darkness in the corner. Xia Yan put his hands in his pockets, a look of complaint on his face.
How could this little girl be so embarrassed if she had waited just a few more seconds?
After so many years, I didn’t expect that I would still be as disobedient as before.
Xia Yan was also helpless.
"Are there any reinforcements?"
Fenrir raised his brows, stopped advancing, turned to look at Xia Yan, and said calmly: "Boy, who are you?"
Fenrir is facing a powerful enemy.
He didn't sense Xia Yan's existence from the beginning!
Jiang Yiran's origin is very mysterious, and she is the purest dragon clan. Could this person... be the dragon clan reinforcements she moved here?
Fenrir didn't know the specific reason why Jiang Yiran's strength declined.
But the young man in front of him was able to hide from his own perception, which was obviously very unusual.
Could it be a pure dragon clan in its heyday?
That……
Is it too late to run away now?
"It's just an insignificant E-class freshman, don't worry about it."
Xia Yan smiled slightly, his aura as calm as that of an ordinary person.
"E-class?"
Fenrir narrowed his eyes slightly, and the B+ level perception spread out like a spider web, and it was about to close on Xia Yan.
What the hell?
Is it really an E-class?
With such low strength, no wonder I didn’t sense it!
Fenrir's expression suddenly became strange. He looked at Xia Yan and couldn't help but look back at Jiang Yiran.
"Are you out of your mind? Looking for an E-level helper?"
Fenrir twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Jiang Yiran with pity in his eyes.
This little beauty...could it be that she had been hit so hard that she thought of a ubiquitous E-class as a savior? Could it be that she had lost her mind?
"Don't underestimate him, you will suffer a big loss."
Jiang Yiran smiled coldly and seized every opportunity to recover from her injuries.
The Dragon Clan's self-healing ability is also among the best among all races.
Although the environment here is very bad, and the blood pool keeps interfering with his mind, which greatly reduces his recovery ability, but at this critical moment, if he can recover more, he will have more chance of winning.
"Yeah?"
Fenrir's eyes were full of teasing: "Boy, let me see how you can make me suffer a big loss?"
Fenrir feels confident that he will win, and this feeling is wonderful.
Jiang Yiran, who was originally far outnumbered, was about to be defeated by her, but she had nothing to do against him.
This feeling of a cat playing with a mouse made Fenrir feel elated.
"You'll see it soon."
Xia Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, and his eyes slowly lowered.
"Believe her, what she says is true."
Xia Yan said softly.
"funny!"
Fenrir shook his head disdainfully, and just as he was about to ridicule, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Something's wrong!
Xia Yan slowly took his hands out of his trouser pockets, then stretched out his hands, pointed at Fenrir with his fingertips, and said calmly: "Your contempt for Jiang Yiran will be the stupidest decision you have ever made in your life. You should believe that She, really..."
The next second, the familiar majestic momentum suddenly surged out of Xia Yan, standing up to Fenrir, not weak at all.
Soaring straight into the sky!
"...B-level?"
Fenrir's expression turned completely gloomy.
This boy actually hid his strength!
But...hide B-level strength into E-level?
How is this done?
"Friendly reminder."
Xia Yan walked forward slowly, then dashed forward, leaped high, and punched Fenrir.
Xia Yan is not short, with a height of 1.84 meters, but in front of Fenrir, who is more than two meters tall, he is still more than half his body taller. However, under Xia Yan's punch, Fenrir did not dare to underestimate him at all. watch for.
"Even if there is only a 10% chance of winning, it is not zero after all! Just... remember it!!!"
Xia Yan's eyes were fierce and he punched Fenrir in the face.
boom!
In shock, Fenrir was punched away, his neck crooked and pressed against his shoulders, his pupils filled with disbelief.
10% chance of winning?
What's the meaning?
Why do you people always like to say things that the villains don't understand, and then suddenly your strength suddenly increases?
"Jiang Yiran, now!"
Xia Yan shouted low, and Jiang Yiran on the side instantly stopped adjusting her breath, moved her steps lightly, and made a deft jump. The whole figure stood in the void as if she were stepping on steps.
"You idiot, you lose."
Jiang Yiran's eyes were cold, and the dragon flames in her pupils instantly brightened, and then rushed out of Jiang Yiran's eyes.
The dragon flames gradually gathered in the air into a long sword with a dragon head and hilt.
"Dragon...Dragon Emperor Sword? Are you the Dragon Emperor?! No...this is impossible! How could there be a second Dragon Emperor in this world?!"
Fenrir's teeth were almost broken, and the horror in his eyes almost solidified.
Although the Dragon Emperor Sword in front of you is just a phantom condensed by dragon flames, the sense of oppression it brings to fellow dragons cannot be faked!
This sword is definitely the Dragon Emperor Sword that only the Dragon Emperor can possess!
Under the Dragon Emperor's sword, all dragon clans must prostrate themselves and surrender.
For the Dragon Clan, this Dragon Emperor Sword is absolutely crushing.
It is impossible for any dragon clan to dare to show any disrespect towards the Dragon Emperor Sword. Even if it costs their own lives, they can only suffer the consequences!
"Say goodbye to your life, dragon bastard."
Jiang Yiran stepped lightly into the void, held the phantom of the Dragon King Sword, and swung the sword down.
Throughout, she remained expressionless.
"No!!! I don't accept it!!"
Fenrir seemed to be frozen in mid-air, and could only watch helplessly as the Dragon Emperor Sword slashed towards him.
He felt the smell of death coming from his bones.
If you don't run, you will die!
"Ouch——"
Facing the fear of death, Fenrir's survival potential was stimulated, and he actually broke free from the lock of the Dragon Emperor Sword.
Immediately afterwards, the blood pool boiled again, and the scarlet blood-red liquid rushed up, rushing into Fenrir's body like it was free of charge.
Immediately, Fenrir made a tiger leap and disappeared instantly.
A dragon that was no different from a dragon but full of evil aura appeared in front of the two of them.
He actually summoned his own body.
immediately--
Turn around and run!
The Dragon Emperor Sword behind him did not change his momentum, and struck Fenrir's body with a sword, causing the whole Dragon Burial Valley to tremble and scream in agony.
"I will repay today's shame!"
Fenrir uttered the last words, roared and dived into the tunnel in front of him, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
