Peach Fortune Ring

As for the pretty girl, she was worried. If Chu Fan was only in the late stage of Faxiang, if he defeated the Vientiane Army in the late stage of Shenghai, wouldn't he want to overturn her conclusion that Tianyangyu Tianjiao is all in vain.

After being knocked away with one move, the Vientiane Army's eyes became more turbulent, and then, a layer of pale golden light appeared on his body, but he was the one who activated the "Golden Bell Emperor Sutra".

"boom!"

The golden afterimage cut through the void, and a series of explosions sounded loudly. In an instant, the Vientiane Army came back to Song Yan, his fists were wrapped in golden light, and he swung them wantonly. For a while, Song Yan was surrounded by golden fists in all directions. film.

Song Yan swung his fist, spread his arms, and swayed out in a slow and unhurried manner, giving people the feeling of being chic and calm.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

His fists were unpretentious, without any brilliance overflowing, but they blocked all the golden fist marks, and at the same time seized the opportunity to send the opponent flying again.

For a moment, the Vientiane Army's eyes became more serious.

"Be careful, Great Sun God Fist!"

The opponent's aura changed again, and clusters of golden flames rose from his body, like meteors from the sky, coming across the sky, and the powerful aura made the void freeze on the spot.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Vientiane Army punched three times in the air, and each punch caused the void to shake violently. The shields laid down by the two demigod Vientiane Army almost shattered, so they had to use their strength to strengthen the shields.

At the same time, even the Tianjiao from all walks of life outside the shield felt an oppressive sense of suffocation. They put themselves in their shoes and thought that if Chu Fan were replaced by them, they might not be able to catch a fist and would be bombarded. Kill to slag.

"Something interesting, but not enough!"

Song Yan drank softly, and his figure suddenly rose into the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All three punches failed, and Song Yan also disappeared.

Suddenly, Song Yan appeared on top of the Vientiane Army, and then slightly lifted his right foot and lowered it.

"boom!"

An aura that seemed to be pressing down on the top of the mountain was under the hood, which made the face of the Vientiane Army change drastically.

He wanted to dodge, but he had no choice but to find that the surrounding void was as hard as peerless iron. In desperation, he could only concentrate all his strength and punch out.

"Buzz!"

The golden light soared into the sky and collided with Song Yan's right foot.

At this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

"when!"

There was a loud noise, and the golden light shattered, and then, the Vientiane Army was seen falling backwards and falling heavily to the ground.

"Crack!"

The ground shattered at the sound, and even though the ground was protected by a demigod, there were cracks like spider webs, which looked extraordinarily terrifying.

"Cough cough!"

The Vientiane Army struggled to get up, but coughed up blood, his face turned extremely pale.

Song Yan's figure floated down, landed on the opposite side of him coolly and said lightly: "You are not my opponent, admit defeat!"

"The Vientiane Army only has souls who died in battle, and no ghosts who admit defeat!" The other party said slowly.

"But I'm not your enemy, we're just competing!" Song Yan smiled.

"Admit defeat!"

The voice of Princess Vientiane came.

The Vientiane Army was slightly taken aback, then cupped his fists at Song Yan, and strode out of Fulan Hall.

Then, there was a burst of cheers, but it came from all the arrogance.

Smiles appeared collectively on the faces of the top leaders of the major forces, and finally saved a bit of face, it was not easy.

Only the delicate girl was unhappy and unwilling.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Princess Wanxiang looked at Song Yan and asked kindly.

Immediately, the hall was silent, and all the arrogances looked at Song Yan enviously, while Elder Shan and Elder Ming quickly sent voice transmissions, asking him to propose that Princess Wanxiang go to Zhenlong City as a guest.

But Song Yan didn't pay attention at all, and his eyes fell on the pretty girl behind Princess Wanxiang: "Princess, how about I want her to pour three glasses of wine for me?"

"What? Impossible!"

The pretty girl almost cried out, and then glared at Song Yan with anger on her face. Although she was only Princess Wanxiang's personal maid, her status was many times more noble than a Tianjiao in a remote area. How could she replace such a person? Pour wine, not to mention, she hates him very much.

As for Elder Shan and Elder Ming, when they heard the conditions proposed by Song Yan, they almost jumped up and down. If it wasn't at the dinner party, they would have to point at Song Yan and yell.

"You should change the conditions!" Princess Wanxiang said helplessly.

"Princess wants to renege on her promise and gain weight?" Song Yan looked at Princess Wanxiang and asked.

"No, I think you should strive for some practical benefits." Princess Wanxiang smiled.

"No need, I want her to pour wine for me, and ask the princess to help me!" Song Yan waved his hand and said with a half-smile.

Tianjiao was stunned and said to himself, this Chu Fan is simply too bold, to let the princess's personal servant girl pour wine for him, he is simply the number one lunatic in Tianyang Region!

"Princess, don't! I don't want to pour wine for him!"

The delicate girl stood up, bent over and begged.

"Go, Qing'er, and pour three glasses of wine for Chu Fan!" Princess Wanxiang stopped her smile and said calmly. Although Qing'er is quite popular with her, but following her all the year round, it is inevitable that she is a little arrogant and her eyes are higher than that of Chu Fan. Well, it would be great to let her suffer a bit.

"Princess!" There was moisture in the eyes of the charming girl.

"Don't let me break my promise!" Princess Wanxiang's face became a little colder.

Immediately, the delicate girl's heart trembled, and she couldn't help feeling infinite grievances in her heart, and she almost cried out. She had never received such a cold face from the princess. It was Chu Fan, who made the princess treat me like this.

Thinking of this, her hatred for Song Yan intensified in her heart, and she wished to tear that guy into pieces, cramping her skin.

"Go!"

Princess Vientiane urged.

"Yes!"