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Chapter 210 Sandbags of Tier 6 Strength (Part 2)

"Mu Nantian, you bully people too much!"

The contract beast's disdain, the ridicule of the opponent and the needle-like gaze of the soldiers under his command made Desk feel furious.

At this moment, Desk, regardless of the situation, directly activated the Dou Qi movement of the entire body and attacked Mu Nantian.

Mu Nantian naturally would not be afraid of Desk at all. He also rushed up with his long sword in his hand and instantly fought with Desk.

Boom boom boom boom

The fierce explosion of fighting spirit continued to come. Although Desk's attack power was only equivalent to an ordinary fourth-level intermediate level, his defense power was ultimately the level of a sixth-level strongman, and he also had the blessing of the power of law. Therefore, no matter how Mu Nantian attacked, the result of his attack was only to leave a white seal on Desk's body.

On the other hand, Mu Nantian suffered some minor injuries in Desk's style of defensive defense and attack.

"It's not a solution to continue like this. Desk's powerful power is so weird. Although he can't control this power yet, if this continues, it's hard to guarantee that he will not gradually gain control of his strength. So we must find a way to subdue him as soon as possible." Mu Nantian was planning in his heart while fighting.

Desk was getting more and more excited at this time. After all, he didn't have to worry about Mu Nantian's attack causing damage to him. In addition, as he continued to call on the power in his body, he vaguely realized that he became more and more skillful in controlling the powerful force he suddenly gained.

If this continues, I believe that it will not take long for him to fully control this power and become a true sixth-level powerhouse. By then, Desk will not be afraid of a long-standing sixth-level powerhouse like Mu Nantian and Zhou Qingfeng.

Yan Lang, who was watching the battle outside, could naturally see the unfavorable situation of Mu Nantian, but now he can only see it in his eyes and feel anxious and cannot help Mu Nantian at all.

The reason is also very simple. With the strength of Mu Nantian's fifth-level intermediate level, he cannot defeat Desk's defense, so he, a fourth-level great swordsman, will be useless. If he doesn't do it well, he will become a burden to Mu Nantian and drag Mu Nantian down.

"How could the damn Desk hide so deeply?" Yan Lang said with hatred.

"Oh, who dares to provoke the future heir of our Yan family?"

Just when Yan Lang was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Second Grandpa?!!"

Yan Lang suddenly looked around in surprise, trying to find the location of the voice owner.

"Stop looking for it, we're behind you." The voice came again.

Yan Lang turned his head and saw a familiar figure standing not far behind him, smiling at him.

"Father, grandpa, second grandpa, why are you here?" Yan Lang hurried over to pay his respects.

Yan Xiaotian touched his beard and said, "There are your Dean Zhou and the Ancestor Shengyan at home, and the 10,000 elite troops of the Yuyan Army sent by Nantian, so it is useless for us to stay there. Your father and I are also a little worried about your progress here, so we just rushed over and take a look."

I see.

Yan Lang knew that with the unfathomable strength of the Holy Flame Ancestor and the powerful magic of Zhou Qingfeng, the Yan family at this moment is indeed the most strictly guarded place in the entire Tianhuo Capital, no doubt about it.

"What's going on here now? Why didn't Nantian be a good commander and run to fight Desker? Who can tell me what's going on here? How could Desker's strength suddenly soar to the point where I can't even see the truth." Yan Xiaotian asked several questions in a row.

Yan Lang smiled bitterly and immediately quickly informed the three of them about everything that had happened so far after he and Mu Nantian mobilized the army from Dongdaying.

After listening to Yan Lang's narration, Yan Xiaotian frowned and said, "I didn't expect that Lambert was also moved by Desk. It was really useless for His Majesty to do his best to him. Now he can't rebel and throw his life here. It's ridiculous to think about it."

"Brother, it's not the time to care about Lambert, that waste. Let's think about how to deal with Desk's sudden and strange sixth-level power." Yan Xiaoyi said loudly.

"Yes, Uncle Er is right. Dad, if we don't think of a solution, Nantian will not be able to hold on." Yan Kuang glanced at Mu Nantian who was already struggling to support him, and said with concern.

"Sixth-level defense? Fourth-level attack? I have a way."

Yan Xiaoyi's eyes lit up after pondering for a while, and he immediately said, "Brother, Kuang'er, let's rush up to attack Desk later. Since one person is not his opponent, let's beat him together. Anyway, he has no other strengths except defense. He is simply a sixth-level living sandbag."

"Uh...Second Grandpa, is it a bit too much to do this?" Yan Lang asked awkwardly.

"What?" Yan Xiaoyi looked puzzled.

But when he saw Yan Lang's face twitching, he realized it. He slapped Yan Lang on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Wolf, you have to remember that we must treat our friends with sincerity. But when treating the enemy, we must destroy them by any means, so that you can ensure that you can live a life without any means. Do you know?"

"But......"

"But what? Desk's current identity is a traitor of the empire. We must treat traitors as violent as a storm, so there is no need to talk to him about the spirit of chivalry. Brother, you tell me, right?" Yan Xiaoyi looked at Yan Xiaotian with a smile.

Yan Xiaotian raised his eyebrows helplessly: "The situation is special, this kind of thing will only be done once."

"Okay, then I'll go first."

After getting Yan Xiaotian's approval, Yan Xiaoyi shouted loudly, and started to rush towards Mu Nantian who was fighting fiercely. Desk and the other two rushed towards him, shouting: "Ha, Desk, you traitor, your useless brother Portman has been dealt with by your second master Yan. Now you don't know where to hide and cry. If you don't hurry up and surrender, your second master Yan will take action."

Yan Xiaoyi's ridicule made Desk angry. Taking advantage of Mu Nantian's inability to break his defense, Desk simply put away the long sword in his hand and turned around and shouted: "Yan Xiaoyi, it's not about you. I just want to say that everyone in the Yan family present is a hot chicken."

Desk's anti-sarcasm made Yan Xiaoyi feel so angry that his teeth were itchy. Looking at Yan Xiaoyi's angry expression, Desk felt a secret feeling. Just kidding, when did he, the leader of the civil servant faction, have he ever been afraid of these martial artists?

Desk, who was standing in the same place, didn't know that his mockery was like stabbing a huge hornet's nest. Yan Kuang, who was originally acting slower than Yan Xiaoyi, heard his mockery, and his speed was as fast as a rocket and directly over Yan Xiaoyi, and rushed to Desk in front of Yan Xiaoyi.

Yan Xiaotian's response was even more amazing. Yan Xiaotian turned around and shouted: "Anyone who has been my Yan family's personal guards who are at the fourth level or above will stand up for me."

As soon as Yan Xiaotian finished speaking, more than a dozen people stood up in the crowd behind him.

"We are willing to listen to the old commander's order."

"Okay, I won't say much nonsense. The former left prime minister of the empire, now the traitor Mr. Desk, actually looked down on the good men of my Yan family. Now let us teach him a good lesson. If you understand the course name, please ask us to fight him one by one!"

"yes!"

"All with me!"

Yan Xiaotian waved his hand and rushed out first, and the dozen people behind him also followed closely.

Desk saw everything suddenly and was stunned in his heart. He clearly mocked the father and son of the Yan family, but how could Yan Xiaotian translate it into mocking all the soldiers who had served the Yan family?

You should know that Yan Xiaotian, Yan Kuang and his son commanded the army of the Chiyan Empire for decades. There were no more than 100 or 80 generals from them, and most of them were more than the fourth level. Although most of these generals were scattered throughout the Chiyan Empire, there were many left in the Tianhuo Capital. Now that Yan Xiaotian was encouraged by this, he would not have been able to do anything to do with him, the rude culprit for the so-called military honor.

Looking at the large group of people rushing over, Desk quickly shouted: "Yan Xiaotian, you are shameless. Mu Nantian has clearly agreed to fight me one-on-one, how can you intervene?"

"Yes, it's a one-on-one challenge." Yan Xiaoyi responded in a hurry, then punched Desk's left rib, and then said, "Didn't you hear my elder brother say, now I'm a group of people fighting you one by one? Who told you that you have the sixth-level defense but no attack power? You are now a live sixth-level human sandbag."

"you!"

Desk couldn't even say anything, of course he had no chance to say it, because more than a dozen fourth-level masters led by Yan Xiaotian had surrounded him, looking at him maliciously while rubbing his hands.
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