The one-armed man sneered and said: "We are all here, and we still have to deal with first come, first served. Why, you and I are in the same place. If we want to fight, are you absolutely sure that you can take me down?"
"Brother, please spread your wealth to eliminate disasters. This secret realm is so big, don't worry about these petty profits."
The fat man thought for a moment and finally agreed.
After all, this person is in the same situation as him. If they really fight, both sides will lose in the end.
There are a lot of good things in this secret realm.
If he was seriously injured just because of Ye Yun's petty gains, this would be true stupidity.
Seeing the fat man nodding, the man with the broken arm also smiled with satisfaction and said: "In that case, just kill this kid. You are so stupid. The third level of Wuzong dares to rush into this place, and there is really someone behind you."
“Cut the grass and roots to avoid future troubles!”
"Okay." The fat man nodded, and then both of them focused their attention on Ye Yun at the same time.
Seeing this, Ye Yun was also ready to take action.
But at this moment, a heroic voice suddenly came.
"stop!"
When they heard this voice, the man with the broken arm and the fat man all trembled, and then stood on the spot.
"It's her..." Ye Yun was a little surprised.
Because the person who came was none other than Hua Jing'er, the descendant of the Dapeng Demon God.
After seeing that the person who came was Hua Jing'er, the faces of the two fat men changed drastically.
It's not that they are afraid of Hua Jing'er's realm. After all, this is just a first-level Martial Master, and they are not afraid at all.
What really scares them is Hua Jing'er's background.
In the southeast region, the three great Martial Emperors of the ninth level are all Hua Jing'er's backers!
Who dares to provoke this?
"Uncle, in the secret realm, do you still want to bully the weak?" Hua Jing'er stared at the fat man and asked coldly.
The fat man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and was about to say something, but after the fear of the man with a broken arm, his eyes shined brightly and he grabbed the fat man.
"Brother...this...this is the descendant of the Dapeng Demon God. It's very smooth!"
When the fat man heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and he said tremblingly: "If you want to die, don't look for me! There are Huang Laoxie and three people behind her. If you dare to touch her, you will die without knowing how!" "
The big man with a broken arm smiled and said: "There are only four of us here. This kid can't be spared. You and I, two brothers, have fun and then kill this Hua Jing'er! Who can know?" "
The fat man was calculating rapidly in his mind, while Ye Yun stood aside and watched the show.
He had no intention of taking action.
Because he knew that Hua Jing'er was not that simple.
"Okay! Today, Mr. Japan will do this with you! This Hua Jing'er is very moist, and she must have a lot of property. You and I will share it equally!" The fat man finally made up his mind, and both of them looked at her in a lewd way. Hua Jinger.
Hua Jing'er frowned and said in a cold voice: "Two uncles, I have given you a chance, do you really not cherish it?"
"People from the Southeast region should share the same hatred. Do you really want to fight among each other?"
The fat man spat out a mouthful of saliva and said with a lewd smile: "The brave ones will be overpowered to death, and the timid ones will be starved to death! Hua Jing'er, you are only a first-level Martial Master, without Huang Laoxie and the other three to protect you, who cares who you are?" !”
"What bullshit Dapeng Demon God? That was a piece of trash that died thousands of years ago!"
When Hua Jing'er heard this, her face darkened, and an angry look appeared in her eyes.
The next second!
Hua Jing'er's breath burst out, and in an instant, she disappeared from the spot, with two gray wings growing out of her back.
His aura also skyrocketed!
The sharp claws, like sharp swords, cut through the sky and struck directly at the two seventh-level martial masters.
"What?!"
This time!
It was the turn of the two Martial Lords to be stunned on the spot.
Because they discovered that Hua Jing'er was not the first level Martial Master at all!
But the ninth level of Martial Lord!
He was only one step away from Emperor Wu.
The battle began quickly.
Hua Jing'er single-handedly faced two seventh-level Martial Masters. Not only did she not fall at a disadvantage, she actually took an advantage.
"Yes, the Dapeng bloodline in the body is also used well. It has not yet reached the realm of Emperor Wu. With the Dapeng bloodline, it can reach fifty times the speed of sound." Ye Yun stood in the room, witnessing the battle, and did not Plan to intervene.
Because Hua Jing'er can solve it by herself.
Hua Jing'er looks like she is only seventeen or eighteen years old.
But Ye Yun used his spiritual consciousness to detect her bone age and found that this person was at least thirty years old.
Even so, the ninth level Martial Master, who is in his thirties, is only one step away from the Martial Emperor, so he has quite good qualifications.
Putting it in the heaven, it is inconspicuous.
But in this seven demon realm, he is already considered a top genius.
As for Hua Jing'er's martial spirit, it is the same as the martial spirit of Dapeng Demon God. They are both heaven-level martial spirits, and they are both Kunpeng.
The battle did not last long.
Hua Jing'er's strength is indeed not weak, and she is very good at operating the Dapeng bloodline.
However, her actual combat experience is not rich.
Although they were able to suppress these two seventh-level martial masters, they were still unable to capture them.
finally.
After more than ten minutes of fighting, the two seventh-level warriors were both injured.
"Let's go! We can't kill her!"
The big man with a broken arm was very good at sizing up the situation. Seeing that there was no chance to kill Hua Jing'er, he did not hesitate at all. Taking the fat man with him, the two of them fled in despair.
Hua Jing'er gasped. Although she could catch up, it had no effect.
"Damn it! If only I could be stronger!" Hua Jing'er was very annoyed and paced in place.
"A person of your age who has reached the ninth level of the Martial Lord is rare in the Seven Demon Realm. Aren't you satisfied?" Ye Yun crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, looking at Hua Jing'er.
Hua Jing'er looked back at Ye Yun and said with a bitter smile: "The ninth level of Martial Master is still too weak..."
As if remembering something sad, Hua Jing'er sighed, smiled, and said to Ye Yun, "Aren't you afraid?"
Ye Yun asked: "What are you afraid of?"
Hua Jing'er responded: "Aren't you afraid that two seventh-level martial masters are going to take your life?"
Ye Yun said quietly: "If I had taken action, they would have been corpses by now."
Hua Jing'er was a little stunned, then laughed out loud and joked: "Although he is only at the third level of Wuzong, his tone is not small."
"You have an aura about you that's very special. What's your name?"
A special smell?
Ye Yun was silent for a moment, and Hua Jing'er must have felt the Dapeng blood in her body.
The two bloodlines come from the same source and will naturally respond to each other.
