"Old man, are you ashamed? If you are still wearing fancy clothes at your age, are you still planning to solicit customers? Hahahaha!"
Wang Tiezhu took advantage of the intervals between attacks to continuously demonstrate his bad-mouthed ability to Que Wen.
Hearing this, Que Wen was so angry that he was so angry. His colorful feathers were the symbol of the Que God tribe, and they were obviously sacred. How could he become so "flowery" in this kid's mouth?
"That boy! Don't try to show off your words!"
Que Wen had the intention to retaliate, but he had always been respected, so how could he use such vulgar words? Only when he was scolding did he realize that his vocabulary was very small, and after thinking hard for a long time, he could not say a single powerful word.
.
"What's the matter? You've done something shady and you're afraid people will tell you?"
"you!"
Que Wen was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick. He felt that he was full of anger but could not turn it into words. It was held in his throat and he couldn't breathe!
"Come die!!!"
Quewen, who was almost suffocated to death by himself, finally realized that he couldn't fight with this kid in a quarrel. When he caught him, he would use all the ways in the world to torture him!
"Hoo? Why don't you just do it if you can't say it? I really have you, Que Laosan!"
Wang Tiezhu couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that Que Wen had fallen into the trap.
Facing Quewen's attack, he did not fight back. Instead, he dodged and ran away. He wanted to separate the two brothers, Quewen and Quewu, to prevent them from launching Lao Shizi's unique combo attack.
"Come on, come and catch me if you can. If you can't, just follow me and eat ashes! Haha!"
Que Wen looked at Wang Tiezhu who had escaped so swiftly. Hearing the humiliating words he left behind, his heart became even more angry. He ignored the shouts of Que Wu who was fighting Long Ruoyi and chased Wang Tiezhu in the direction of his escape.
"My brother, don't fall into the trap!"
Que Wu looked on anxiously. Although his brother was named "Quie Wen", he had a bad temper. He couldn't see Wang Tiezhu's plan, but he understood it.
This guy just wants to divert the tiger away from the mountain to prevent them from joining forces.
With that said, he was about to chase after Quewen, but saw a flash of green light, and Long Ruoyi's petite figure appeared in front of him.
"Where are you going?"
Looking at the cold-faced Long Ruoyi, Quewu felt bitter in his heart.
This Long Ruoyi is a once-in-a-hundred-year genius from the Dragon God Tribe and even the entire Dragon Bird Tribe. He cultivates extremely quickly and has reached the demigod realm at a young age.
If they hadn't gotten the information about her going to the Northern Continent, they wouldn't have chosen to attack the Dragon God Department, but why was Long Ruoyi, who was supposed to be in the Northern Continent, here?
While he was thinking, he saw Long Ruoyi wave his hand and a green clawed shadow rushed towards him. Que Wu could only put away his thoughts of chasing Que Wen and concentrate on dealing with the powerful enemy in front of him.
…
Just when Wang Tiezhu and Long Ruoyi faced off against the two brothers Que Wen and Que Wu respectively, Hua Que secretly sent someone to pull Que Tu to a safe place.
"Que... Quehua! What is going on! Didn't it mean that all the strong men of the Dragon God Department were killed or injured? Why are there so many soldiers! And Long Ruoyi, why is she here?
!" Quetu asked tremblingly.
He, who is usually so arrogant, is now hiding in a corner like a bereaved dog. Facing Long Ruoyi, who he usually has endless daydreams about, he is now as if he has seen a devil and can't avoid him!
Hua Que lowered his head and coughed a few times. Although he was very confused in his heart, it was too late to think too much about the current situation.
In any case, the Dragon God Division's breakout has become a fact. His most important task now is to face the attack of this brave warrior and support it until reinforcements arrive.
As for when reinforcements will arrive...
"Master Quetu, I will send a team to escort you to Tianmen Mountain. Please ask Mr. Quetu to send reinforcements here as soon as possible. Do you understand?"
"Ming...understand!"
Quetu climbed up from the ground with his body trembling and fat. Huaque called his personal guard to his side and gave some instructions. Then the guard took Quetu and left towards Tianmen Mountain in the west.
Seeing Que Tu leaving, Hua Que also felt relieved.
Now I only need to deal with this armored soldier. As for the mysterious man and the Saint of Dragon God, Long Ruoyi, I have two elders, Quewen Quewu, to deal with them.
After walking out of the camp, Hua Que looked at the team of soldiers who were killing everyone in the distance. His face turned cold and he thought, no matter where you came from, if you dare to help the Dragon God Department, you will die!
Immediately, he began to command the remaining Queshen tribe members to launch an orderly attack on these soldiers.
…
Wang Tiezhu kept flying towards the north, until he saw the boundary of the dense forest, he stopped and turned around to look at Quewen who was pursuing him.
Que Wen chased Wang Tiezhu all the way, and every time he was about to catch him, his speed would skyrocket, which made the anger accumulated in Que Wen's heart even more intense. He had already skinned Wang Tiezhu and cut out his bones dozens of times.
Now seeing Wang Tiezhu stopped, he thought to himself that this boy seemed to have given up resistance, and sneered: "What? Is this the cemetery you chose for yourself?"
"No! No!"
Wang Tiezhu shook his head leisurely.
"This place is close to a dense forest. When you die, I will directly cremate you and scatter your ashes into the jungle as fertilizer. Wouldn't it be nice?"
Looking at the serious Wang Tiezhu, Quewen's eyes almost burst into flames. He raised his head and let out a chirp, and a huge shadow of a colorful bird appeared behind him.
"die!!!"
Quewen let out a roar, and the outline of the wings on his arms became more and more obvious. He waved his wings and fired countless feather blades at Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu's eyes condensed, and he pinched the magic formula with one hand. The ice crystals behind him flowed, forming a magic circle that exuded biting cold air. Thousands of ice spikes shot out from it, colliding with Que Wen's feather blade.
The ice spikes shattered and turned into tiny ice crystals, and the feather blades shattered and turned into dots of stars. For a moment, a gorgeous snowy feast bloomed between the two of them.
"Bah!"
Wang Tiezhu, who was concentrating on controlling the magic circle, suddenly heard a bird chirping that penetrated his mind. He felt dizzy for a while, and the magic circle behind him also had a faint tendency to dissipate.
"The sound waves emitted by this third bird can actually confuse people's minds!"
Wang Tiezhu quickly calmed down, and while secretly surprised, he took out a large handful of smoke jade pendants from his storage ring, hung them around his waist, and immediately looked at the bird that kept chirping triumphantly.
"You go ahead and scream, it's useless even if your throat is broken!"
The bird screamed for a long time, feeling dizzy and dizzy due to insufficient oxygen supply to the brain before it stopped.
He looked at Wang Tiezhu in confusion, wondering why the "Confused Bird Sound" was effective for him at first, but why is it useless now?
