[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

Wen Lang faced the flying Dragon and Peng directly, and smiled wryly in his heart.

Is it really going to be resolved here today?Not long after he had just decided to stay here.If that's the case, then God doesn't want to see him too much.

At this time, his divine power was almost exhausted, and the sea of ​​wheels was about to dry up. Not to mention using his abilities, he didn't even have the strength to escape.

Ye Fan watched the gold-winged Xiaopeng King attack Wen Lang, and the luck that Wen Lang might block the attack disappeared completely.He finally realized that Wen Lang might die, even right now, in front of him.It was different from the desolation when the group of classmates who had not seen each other for a long time died, but a kind of sadness that was almost equivalent to despair.In this distant star field, they depend on each other, and their lives depend on each other.

Therefore, he must not let Wen Lang leave his side.

An unprecedented strong desire appeared in his heart.

The sea of ​​gold in the sea of ​​wheels surged uncontrollably, and the endless divine power of the Eucharist surged surging.The three people standing next to Ye Fan all noticed his obvious fluctuations.

Hei Huang stretched out his mouth and bit the hem of his clothes, and advised vaguely: "Boy, you have to hold back and don't make a move."

Tu Fei urgently begged Yan Ruyu: "Fairy Yan!"

Yan Ruyu's red lips parted slightly, and a soft sigh escaped from her lips.She lightly raised her jade hand, and blossoming golden lotuses appeared in this world.

A golden lotus moved towards Wen Lang, about to protect him.

"Who said I'm going to make a move." Ye Fan's voice made her move suddenly, and the young man who was still breathless before now had his eyes lit up, looking straight at Wen Lang who was hit by Bo Longshu .

Ye Fan felt the divine power flowing out of his body continuously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more wanton.

In the void, the system finally breathed out the breath it held: "It finally succeeded."

The mysterious voice suddenly remembered, as if it brought everyone into the annual rings of history. After washing and cleaning, people couldn't help but indulge.The bodhi leaves fell one by one, reducing Bolongshu's attack by one point.Behind Wen Lang, Buddha's fingers were lightly twisted, and the corner of his mouth was smiling.The big Buddha gently stretched out a hand.

The seemingly soft palm collided with Peng and Long, causing a burst of dust to fly.Wen Lang's body was blown away during the collision, and the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King also fell from the air.

Before reaching the four poles, he used the Supreme Sky Pengbo Dragon Art, even the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King could only use it once.

Wen Lang's falling body was caught by Ye Fan.He does not have a strong body, but at this time his arm is bloody and looks very miserable. If he falls directly, it will inevitably cause more wounds.

Ye Fan pressed his forehead distressedly, but his actions showed his dissatisfaction.

Wen Lang fell into his arms with half-opened eyes, panting and protesting: "Take it easy, don't make me feel stupid." With the physical strength of the holy body, pressing on the head is not just a joke.

"Fuck you, I'll support you." Ye Fan transmitted the voice in his ear.After the two of them fell to the ground, Ye Fan let him down according to Wen Lang's request.

Opposite him was the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King who was also in a semi-comatose state.

A group of demons watched in a daze as Wen Lang moved up to the Gold-winged Xiaopeng King step by step, pulled out his own scroll with a smile, and watched helplessly as he turned it into a huge bronze bell and placed it on the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King's head. Smash it.

You Yao immediately couldn't help but yelled to stop: "Stop!"

Wen Lang's movement of controlling the bronze bell paused, he leaned half on Ye Fan's body, and looked at the monster clan who spoke with a smile: "You told me to stop because I won this duel."

The demon shut his mouth embarrassingly.He hadn't reached the position to make decisions for King Gold Wing Xiaopeng privately, not to mention that one who had always been arrogant and arrogant, how could he tolerate someone privately deciding his success or failure.

It's just that the Yaozu here are wondering what kind of freak this person is, who can keep his divine power under such a struggle and still not exhausted, and the fear of Wen Lang in his heart instantly increases.In addition, the ability to compete with the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King and the various methods he used in the duel made these monsters doubt Wen Lang's identity.Coupled with the Ji family's relentless pursuit of this person, everyone looked at Wen Lang with the desire to peel him off and cramp him.

Only Wen Lang knew that in his sea of ​​wheels, the divine power pouring in continuously came from someone behind him.There is an ocean in the chakra of the Eucharist for him to draw from.

"System, what is the reason?"

"Physical issues." The system's answer was as perfunctory as ever.

"Wen Lang won this battle." Yan Ruyu once again stood up and announced the result of this battle. Except for the unconscious Gold Winged Xiaopeng King, no one from the monster race present objected. It can be seen that this woman is here status.

"Thank you, Fairy." Wen Lang thanked, then his body softened, and he fell into Ye Fan's arms.

"Come with me first." Yan Ruyu looked at the fainted Wen Lang and said to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan thanked him, kicked Hei Huang, and left with Wen Lang and Tu Fei in his arms.

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