Outside the venue of Wanhua Club.
The Qingzhu Gang, Danfang Guards, and Wanhuahui teams gathered in two different directions of the venue and faced off from a distance.
But they did not take action. Instead, they focused most of their attention on the not too big "fire cage" next to the Flower Gathering Hall, watching nervously.
They know that the battle here is the key to determining the final ownership of the Wanhua Club.
"Chief Li."
Xiao Yue'er looked at Li Tong, hesitant to speak. She wanted to ask Jiang Yan what level of martial arts he was, but she was worried that this was the secret of Yinliu Danfang or Baihe Chamber of Commerce, so she didn't know how to speak.
Li Tong understood her intention, pursed his lips, shook his head slowly, and whispered:
"Deacon Jiang is just a newcomer. In fact, the entire Danfang is not very familiar with him. We only know that he has made some great achievements and was assigned to take charge of the Danfang by the senior officials of the Chamber of Commerce."
He also couldn't answer Xiao Yue'er's questions.
Because, Li Tong was also a little confused when he saw that his boss was so fierce and took the initiative to trap a Talisman Realm warrior.
Of course, he didn't think that Jiang Yan was doing anything reckless or trying to show off his strength. Although the contact was short, he knew that his boss was thorough and organized.
So, you can choose to deal with a Talisman Realm warrior like this.
A guess suddenly rose in Li Tong's heart that he did not dare to admit: that is, Jiang Yan was also a Talisman Realm warrior.
Although he has never seen such a young Talisman Realm warrior, it is the most reasonable fact at the moment.
Because the only thing that can deal with the Talisman Realm is the Talisman Realm.
This is Li Tong's understanding.
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The other side of Wanhuahui.
The temporary residence of the Qingzhu Gang.
Zhao Dapeng took out a bottle of healing medicine from his pocket, swallowed it all, and led his men to wait for the final result of the Talisman Realm battle.
"It's such a pity that we didn't have the chance to see Senior Fujing take action."
Zhao Dapeng had a look of regret on his face. Being able to observe the confrontation between high-level warriors at close range and feel the fluctuations of Yuan Ji was a small opportunity for him.
"Gang leader."
Next to Zhao Dapeng, a short man with a dagger tied to his waist and a hairy black mole on his left cheek looked at the "fire cage" not far away and asked doubtfully:
"Shouldn't we leave for now?"
Today, the development of things has exceeded the understanding of ordinary gang members, and the level of the battle has already involved Talisman Realm warriors.
Talisman realm warriors, to the Qingzhu Gang, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are gods.
They couldn't participate in a fight of this level, they just wanted to take advantage of the situation and slip away before it completely collapsed.
Otherwise, even if they are affected by the aftermath of the battle, they will not be able to bear it.
Death is the outcome for most people.
"What, are you scared?"
Zhao Dapeng turned his head and stared at the gang members beside him, with no expression on his face.
The Black Mole Gang was silent for a while, wanting to say something tough, but in the end he didn't say it out loud and gave a wry smile:
"Gang leader, if you open your mouth to a force like the Wanhua Society, we will definitely fight. Although the outcome of this kind of thing is unpredictable, you may die in the fight, but you have a chance to win. In the world, you can't fight hard. Nothing."
After a pause, he raised his arm, pointed at the "fire cage" that radiated high temperature and distorted the air, and trembled:
"But in a battle of this level, young people are not qualified to be cannon fodder if they participate in it. The most likely outcome may be to be killed by the aftermath of one of these two great masters' magical powers, without any help at all. .”
In high-level confrontations, numbers cannot change the outcome.
"Haha..." Hearing his subordinates' concerns, Zhao Dapeng laughed a few times, shook his head slowly, and said in the face of the other party's somewhat puzzled eyes:
"Don't worry too much about that."
He immediately explained:
"The confrontation between warriors in the Talisman Realm is no better than us. It may be easy for them to determine victory or defeat, but it is very difficult to determine life and death.
"Perhaps the senior will lose, but even so, he can easily escape. In this case, even if it is hostile, the opponent will not take action against us little people. If the rules are violated, high-ranking people will kill the opponent at will. If you are a vassal force, then everyone no longer needs to be a vassal, and there is no need to develop power..."
So that's it... After listening to the Black Mole Gang, although they still felt nervous and scared, they were able to manage to stabilize their emotions.
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Heaven and earth in fire.
After seeing Jiang Yan use his martial arts skills to completely seal part of the space with a "fire net", turning the place into a cage and expressing his strong fighting intentions, the paralyzed man moved.
He didn't look around, he just raised his left palm and pressed it down.
Green light suddenly flashed around the flame cage. These were tiny seeds with powerful vitality.
In an instant, on top of the blazing wall of fire, clusters of green grass took root and sprouted, feeding themselves with the energy of the flames and growing vigorously.
However, the green grass grew to less than half an inch and was burned to ashes by the high temperature emitted by the flames. Then, new green life grew again and turned into fly ash.
This process, repeated over and over again, seems to be a cycle.
The originally golden flame cage slowly lost its original bright color.
After doing this, the facially paralyzed man took a step forward and opened his arms, as if relying on himself to support something.
Amidst the clattering sound, countless green leaves appeared behind him, in the shape of shuttles, with sharp jagged edges.
Whoosh whoosh!
The leaves flew towards Jiang Yan, overwhelming the sky. This was a range attack. In a special terrain like the Flame Cage, there was no way to avoid it and could only fight against it.
Facing such an attack, Jiang Yan's expression did not change. He raised his right palm, spread his fingers, and snapped his fingers fiercely.
Snapped!
Groups of sparks appeared on the final path of the sharp leaves' attack. They rushed back like a tidal wave and collided with the leaves, splashing countless embers.
However, there were so many leaves that the Martians only resisted for a moment before being completely submerged.
The next moment, Jiang Yan's body was pierced by jagged leaves, but there was no blood splashing, and it just became a burning firework.
The facially paralyzed man frowned, and the veins in his eyes were clearly reflected, suddenly occupying his entire field of vision.
The next moment, the facially paralyzed man's body faded and he was about to leave the place.
Behind him, a cluster of flames burst out, and Jiang Yan walked out of it. Without hesitation, he put his fingers together and moved forward quite heavily.
In the flame cage, the temperature suddenly rose.
At the edge of the cage, the cycle of grass regeneration slows and is about to break.
A huge beam of light entwined with countless flames burst out, piercing through the opponent whose body had faded and was about to disappear, making his whole body covered with pure white flames.
Uncontrollable screams resounded from the place where Jiang Yan originally stood, and the figure of the paralyzed man reappeared, his body charred black, with dry cracks.
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