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Chapter 82 Chapter 215 Pity (Part 1)

"Since things cannot be adjusted, it seems that I can only take action myself."

When everyone present changed their expressions after hearing Feng Yan's words.

"What, do you still want to do it now?"

Shangguan Fei shouted softly, and at the same time, the aura of the Eighth Heaven burst out. With his movement, the well-trained army behind him was like a awakened angry dragon. A huge aura of killing burst out and instantly gathered together to form a killing storm. This aura of killing is so strong that even a real empty realm powerhouse must be treated with caution.

Obviously, they are also confident that once the other party takes action, they will inevitably give the other party a thunder and kill it in an instant.

"Mr. Yanfeng." Ouyang Xiao also looked at Feng Yan anxiously.

If Feng Yan takes action now, then this matter will be really unaware of. As a result, his Ouyang family will inevitably go to war with the royal family in order to protect Feng Yan.

"Don't worry, I'm responsible." Feng Yan smiled faintly.

"Yanfeng, now, you can tie it up without being held back." Shangguan Fei shouted in a low voice.

"snort!"

In the army behind Shangguan Fei, many soldiers snorted coldly in a tacit understanding. The cold snorted together to form a violent thunder sound explosion, and at the same time, huge pressure was emitted.

"It's so tranquil!" Feng Yan's face showed a hint of impatientness. "Shangguan Fei, if you have time to talk to me, why don't you worry about your sister?"

After Feng Yan finished speaking, he suddenly burst out in Shangguan Fei's puzzled gaze. His figure jumped and rushed towards the old woman.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and after everyone reacted.

"Quick, stop him!"

"I actually dare to take action and kill him!"

"kill!"

Angry roars gathered, but they all showed shock as they followed.

The black afterimage appeared in front of the old woman with just a random flash. The speed was so fast that everyone present felt incredible.

"What an amazing speed!"

The old woman was shocked and saw Feng Yan rushing towards him, her hands were not slow, and a powerful aura burst out, and the Yuanli power was concentrated on the crutch in her hand. The dark dragon head was slammed fiercely at Feng Yan with a phantom.

"Some strength, but unfortunately, it's not enough!"

Feng Yan smiled coldly. The old woman is indeed very strong. She probably can rank in the top 20 on the empty list, but unfortunately she met him.

There was no sign of Feng Yan's movement. He just punched out casually, but the fist was covered with endless Yuan power and the amazing brute force from Feng Yan. When he blasted out straight, even the space became violently trembling.

Bang!

Feng Yan's fist and the dragon-headed crutch were bombarded together. After a violent impact, the old woman's face suddenly turned pale.

"It's not your business, get out of here."

Feng Yan shouted softly, his arm swung casually, and directly fanned the old woman's dragon-head crutch and the old woman's whole person out, but the terrified girl behind the old woman was intercepted by Feng Yan's hands and hugged her.

Feng Yan felt a soft body coming into his arms, and he was shocked by the smell of a peony-like fragrance.

"This little girl wasn't a bloody man just now. She should be covered in the smell of blood, but now she is so fragrant?" Feng Yan was secretly confused.

But everyone around had already made moves.

"Hurry up, kill him and save the third princess!"

"kill!"

The silver army, while roaring, seemed to merge together in an instant, and a series of magnificent Yuan powers gathered. In an instant, a silver spear emitting a magnificent aura formed in the void. A shocking pressure emanated from the spear. Even Feng Yan's face changed when he saw the silver spear.

"kill!"

There was another roar, and the silver spear rushed straight towards Feng Yan, and the astonishing pressure emanated, causing the surrounding space to begin to collapse.

"sharp!"

Feng Yan exclaimed, not caring about hiding his strength anymore, holding the girl in his arms with one hand, but a cold sword appeared on the other hand.

"The Road to Burial!"

With a low shout, a golden luster appeared on Feng Yan's body. The long sword in his hand swung down against the fierce spear. The endless sword light flashed, with a desolate and tragic mood, and instantly fought with the silver spear.

Bang!

The low impact sounded, Feng Yan's face changed slightly, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"snort!"

Many soldiers from that army also let out muffled groans.

"It's so amazing. It perfectly combines an army together, with an attack amplitude countless times, and the trauma caused everyone to bear it evenly, so that the knife just now did not cause any of them to be truly hurt. Instead, I was forced back by their attack!" Feng Yan was secretly shocked.

This army is terrible.

If it was a single person, Feng Yan could naturally easily kill any of them. However, so many people united together, perfectly combined, and doubled their strength, it would be difficult for him to compete.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!
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