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"Stop being slow, bite the arrow and pull it out!"

Pan Qiyu squatted down and exposed the arrow parts on his neck and shoulders around Heya's mouth.

He Ya was extremely embarrassed and angry, but at this time, regaining freedom was more important than anything else.

So He Ya took a deep breath and tried to use her mouth to help Pan Qiyu pull out the arrow.

Click!

Click!

Click!

At this time, part of the iron chain on He Ya's body suddenly extended out and wrapped around Pan Qiyu.

Sharp!

Pan Qiyu was prepared for a long time, so he quickly stabbed four spears into the stone ground around his body.

All the iron chains were wrapped around four spears, and they could not bind Pan Qiyu.

"Hmph, the little hidden weapon of the altar also wants to plot against me?"

Pan Qiyu said angrily.

Then, Pan Qiyu stretched his neck to Heya again.

He Ya bit the ghost arrow in one bite!

The next moment, He Ya was shocked to find that the ghost arrow was bitten off by her!

"Heya, what are you still rubbing against? Quickly bite the arrow and pull it out!"

Pan Qiyu looked up and looked at He Ya with dissatisfaction.

He Ya reached out and grabbed the part of the ghost arrow she bit off and said, "I bite it, but it broke it with one bite!"

When Pan Qiyu heard this, he turned his head and looked at the ghost arrow on his body with the light of his eyes. This ghost arrow was still complete and not broken!

"Heya, I think you don't want to get out of trouble, right?"

Pan Qiyu said furiously.

"No, Brother Pan, I really bit it. It broke so fragilely, but after it broke, the arrow was reborn again. This is so weird."

He Ya hurriedly explained, and her heart was even more terrifying. This was the weirdest arrow she had ever seen.

Pan Qiyu's eyes changed, and He Ya was a little unbelieving in cunning.

The Holy Son of Fire Cloud said coldly below: "Pan Qiyu, come down honestly and take off the armor and boots to me. The arrows shot from our Netherworld Bone Bow, others will pull it out. It can break from any part, but it will never disappear!"

Pan Qiyu's face was extremely difficult to see. The words of the Holy Son of Huoyun undoubtedly proved that what He Ya said was true.

He Ya looked at Pan Qiyu with an ugly face, and she said carefully: "Brother Pan, can you save me first? I can help you."

Sharp!

Pan Qiyu induces spiritual fire and hits four spears. The four spears explode, showing the power of the Yin material, instantly breaking the iron chains wrapped around them.

At the same time, they burst out with gun energy and cut off the iron chains on Heya's body.

He Ya escaped successfully!

"Brother Pan, thank you!"

Heya said excitedly.

"Remember, if I don't have enough spiritual fire later, you will carry me on your back and walk all the way to the stone stairs of the magical medicine land!"

Pan Qiyu said coldly with his eyes.

He Ya immediately expressed his opinion: "Brother Pan, don't worry, I will advance and retreat with you... Ah, Brother Pan, what are you doing..."

Before Heya could finish his words, she turned into a scream of exclamation.

Because Pan Qiyu wrapped a broken iron chain around He Ya's arm, and the other end of the iron chain was wrapped around his arm.

Faced with He Ya's struggle and scream, Pan Qiyu said coldly: "If you dare to break free from this iron chain, no matter what my situation is, I will let you die first!"

An indescribable anger appeared on He Ya's ugly face. She was out of trouble, but it was impossible to take the opportunity to escape.

"It seems that outsiders can't help pulling out ghost arrows. This is awesome treasure of the Nether Clan.

Xuan Feng couldn't help but say a heartbroken when he saw Pan Qiyu saving He Ya and taking He Ya to the altar with him.

The old peacock said: "I have said a long time ago that Pan Qiyu was hit by the ghost arrow, and there is only two ways of surrender and death."

Xuan Feng said: "The person with the surname Pan is not a tough guy, he will definitely surrender!"

Shi Yan and Jiang Chan were already gathered with the old peacock, Xuan Feng and Lu Linglong.

Because of the sneak attack by Yao Tianhe and others of the Nether Clan, the injured old Peacock and Lu Linglong could not handle it, so the speed of everyone moving forward became very slow.

The stone stairway a hundred meters away became extremely far away.

"Oh, the person surnamed Pan wants to take He Ya to live and die together."

When Xuanfeng saw Pan Qiyu walking down, the iron chain in his hand was connected to the one who tied He Ya, and he couldn't help but gloat.

Jiang Chan said in a voice: "It's best for these two to die together."

Pan Qiyu and He Yake don't want to die.

When Pan Qiyu and He Ya walked back to the front of Saint Caiyun and Saint Huoyun Son.

Without waiting for the sarcastic look on the two of them to speak, Pan Qiyu took out a colorful token that forged the word "God" from the Qiankun Ring!

He looked serious and said majestic: "I am Pan Qiyu, the envoy of the Eighth-level Shinto Academy, and other people from the Nether Clan. He should heal me quickly, otherwise you will cause a great disaster for the Nether Clan!"

Pan Qiyu's actions made everyone stunned.

Because everyone was waiting to see Pan Qiyu, whether to sacrifice his life to fight against the people of the Nether Clan, or to compromise and take off the armor and boots.

Who knew that he actually took out a token and said that he was from the eighth-grade force!

"Hahaha, this person with the surname Pan is funny enough. The eighth-grade forces do not exist. He actually came to pretend to be an eighth-grade force!"

Xuan Feng laughed so hard. If it weren't for the Dan King-level Demon Blood Pill, it would have lost its strength, it would have laughed out loud.

Jiang Chan was also laughing, she shook her head and said, "It's ridiculous that the man surnamed Pan actually wants to use non-existent eighth-grade forces to scare the people of the Nether Clan."

Shi Yan also thinks so.

Only the old peacock didn't think so. Its pupils were filled with endless fear, and Pan Qiyu's self-destruction made him very uneasy.

The Saint of Caiyun and the Saint of Huoyun are consistent with Xuanfeng’s idea.

The Holy Son of Fire Cloud is ready to attack Pan Qiyu!

Pan Qiyu said coldly: "This ugly woman beside me can prove that I am from the eighth-grade force. You can take the token in my hand back to show it to the patriarch of the clan, and it should also prove my identity..."

Bang!

The Holy Son of Fire Cloud punched the Spirit Fire God Fist and hit Pan Qiyu's face, interrupting Pan Qiyu's words.

Pan Qiyu subconsciously used spiritual fire to defend himself, but because the spiritual fire consumed too much, the condensed spiritual fire was too weak, and he was suddenly blown by the Spirit Fire God's Fist. Then he was broken by the punch of the Holy Son of Fire Cloud!

"Hahaha, aren't you an envoy of the eighth-grade force? Why can't you even defend my punch?"

The Holy Son of Fire Cloud succeeded with a blow and said with a sarcastic smile.

"Do you dare to let me recover and fight fairly with me?"

Pan Qiyu growled!

He was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. If he hadn't urged the Phoenix Armor to fight the Forbidden Flying Formation for the Second Time, how could he have been successfully attacked by these two people from the Nether Clan? How could he be attacked by the other party now?

The Holy Son of Huoyun sneered and said repeatedly: "Hehe, you are the envoy of the eighth-grade force. You should crush us at any time, right?"

After saying that, the Holy Son of Fire Cloud was about to punch and attack again.
Chapter completed!