Outside the Wanhua Conference venue.

The Qingzhu Gang, Danfang Guards, and Wanhua Club teams gathered in two different directions of the venue, confronting each other from afar.

But they did not take action, but focused most of their attention next to the Gallery Hall, the not-too-large "fire cage", staring nervously.

They knew that the battle here was the key and could determine the final belonging of the Wanhuahui.

"Chief Li."

Xiao Yue'er looked at Li Tong, feeling a little reluctant but stopped. She wanted to ask what kind of martial arts realm Jiang Yan was, and was worried that this was the secret of Yinliu Danfang or Baihe Chamber of Commerce, so she didn't know how to speak for a while.

Li Tong understood her intention, pursed the corner of her lips, shook her head slowly, and whispered:

"Deacon Jiang is just a newcomer. He is not very familiar with him, the entire Danfang. He only knows that he has made a great contribution and was arranged by the senior officials of the Chamber of Commerce to take charge of Danfang."

He could not answer Xiao Yue'er's question either.

Because Li Tong was also a little confused when he saw that his master was so fierce that he actually took the initiative to encircle a talisman warrior.

Of course, he did not think that Jiang Yan was reckless and acted stubborn. Although he had short contact, he also knew that his shopkeeper was well-organized and well-organized.

Then, you can choose to deal with a martial artist in the talisman realm in this way.

Li Tong suddenly had a guess that he didn't dare to agree with: that is, Jiang Yan is also a talisman warrior.

Although he had never seen such a young talisman warrior, it was the most reasonable fact at the moment.

Because, the only one who can deal with the talisman realm is the talisman realm.

This is Li Tong's perception.

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Wanhuahui on the other side.

The temporary garrison of the Qingzhu Gang.

Zhao Dapeng took out the bottle of healing medicine from his pocket, swallowed it all, and took his subordinates to wait for the final result of the Fu Realm War.

"What a pity, I didn't have the chance to see Senior Fu Realm take action."

Zhao Dapeng looked regretful. Being able to observe the confrontation of high-level warriors at close range and feel the fluctuations of the Yuan Ji was also a small opportunity for him.

"Gangmaster."

Next to Zhao Dapeng, a gang member with a low figure with a dagger tied around his waist and a long haired mole on his left cheek looked at the "fire cage" not far away and asked in confusion:

"Aren't we leaving for the time being?"

Today, the development of things has broken through the cognition of ordinary gang members, and the level of combat has involved warriors in the talisman realm.

As a talisman, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a god for the Qingzhu Gang.

They cannot participate in this level of battle, and they just want to take advantage of the current situation that has not completely collapsed and take the opportunity to slip away.

Otherwise, even if they are affected by the aftermath of the battle, they will not be able to bear it.

Death is the end of how many people?

"Why, are you scared?"

Zhao Dapeng turned his head and stared at the gangster beside him, with no expression on his face.

The Mole Gang members were silent and wanted to say some tough words, but they didn't say it in the end and smiled bitterly:

"Gangmaster, a force like Wanhuahui, as long as you speak, we will definitely fight. Although the ending of this kind of thing is unpredictable and may die in the fight, there is a chance to win. Being in the world and fighting is nothing."

After pausing, he raised his arm, pointed to the "fire cage" that emitted high temperatures and twisted the air, and shivered:

"But if the young people participate in this level of battle, they are not qualified to be cannon fodder. The most likely ending may be to be killed by the aftermath of some of the magical powers among these two masters, and there will be no help at all."

In high-level confrontation, the number cannot change the ending.

"Haha..." Hearing his subordinates' concerns, Zhao Dapeng laughed a few times, shook his head slowly, and then spoke in the other party's somewhat puzzled gaze:

"Don't worry too much about this."

He immediately explained:

"The confrontation between martial artists in the talisman realm is not as easy as us. They may be able to determine the outcome, but it is very difficult to determine the outcome of life and death.

"Maybe that senior will lose, but even so, he can escape easily. In this case, even if it is hostile, the opponent will not attack us little people. If the rules are abrupt, the high-level vassal forces will randomly kill the opponent's vassal forces. Then everyone will no longer have to mess around, nor will they develop their power..."

So that's it... After hearing this, the Black Mole Gang members still felt nervous and scared, but they could barely stabilize their emotions.

...

...

Heaven and earth in fire.

Seeing Jiang Yan using his martial arts, he completely blocked some space with a "fire net", turned this place into a cage, and expressed his strong fighting intention, the man with a facial paralysis moved.

He didn't look around, but just raised his left palm and then pressed down.

Around the flame cage, green light suddenly flashed, these were tiny seeds with strong vitality.

In an instant, clusters of grass took root and sprouted on the burning fire wall, feeding itself with the flame element and growing vigorously.

However, these grasses grew less than half an inch and were burned into ashes by the high temperature emitted by the flames. Then, a new green life grew again and turned into flying ashes.

This process repeats itself, as if it has become a cycle.

The originally golden flame cage slowly lost its original bright tones.

After doing this, the man with facial paralysis took a step forward, spreading his arms, as if he was relying on himself to support something.

In the clamor, countless green leaves appeared behind him, in the shape of shuttles, with sharp serrations at the edges.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The leaves flew towards Jiang Yan, covering the sky. This was a range attack. In a special terrain like the flame cage, it was impossible to avoid it at all, and could only fight.

Faced with such an attack, Jiang Yan's expression did not change. He raised his right palm, spread his five fingers, and snapped his fingers violently.

Bang!

Balls of Mars appeared on the road of attacking sharp leaves, and they rushed backwards like tides, colliding with these leaves, splashing countless remaining fires.

However, the number of these leaves is too large, and Mars are completely submerged for only a moment.

The next moment, Jiang Yan's body was pierced by serrated leaves, but blood was not splashed, just becoming a burning fireworks.

The man with facial paralysis frowned, and a clear vein in his eyes suddenly occupied his entire field of vision.

The next moment, the body of the man with facial paralysis faded and he was about to leave the place.

Behind him, a cluster of flames burst out, and Jiang Yan walked out of it. Without hesitation, he put his fingers together and moved forward a little harder.

In the cage of flames, the temperature suddenly rose.

At the edge of the cage, the cycle of grass resurrection becomes slow and is about to be broken.

A huge beam of light wrapped around countless flames burst out, piercing through the opponent who was about to disappear, causing his body to become clear and pure white flames to be stained with pure white.

Uncontrollable screams echoed from where Jiang Yan was originally standing, and the figure of the man with a paralyzed face was re-outlined, his body was charred and heaving cracks were cracked.

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