Chapter 165 The Primitive World (3)\\r
Chapter 165 The Primitive World (3)\\r
"damn it!"
Ao Wenyu's face was gloomy. He had long heard that Yan Lie's attack was swift and violent, extremely domineering.
But I didn't expect it to be so strong.
Seeing the golden earthworm being dragged, he was gradually suppressed.
Finally, his eyes were fierce.
A few Buddhist beads appeared in his hand, and suddenly flung them towards Yan Lie.
"careful!""
The nobles in the stands let out an exclamation.
Yan Lie's complexion changed, and before he had time to get out of the way, he had to throw an ax in front of him, and stormed out.
"Boom boom—"
The violent explosion shook the eardrums.
The power is so strong that it far surpasses the eighth level!
Yan Lie, who was in the center of the explosion, was blown out directly, his body was bloody.
"That's despicable! Stealth!"
"shameless!"
"Too cruel!"
The lords of the primitive world cursed and were furious.
Although they also know that this is allowed by the rules, it does not affect them to vent their anger directly by scolding.
Obviously, that prop does not belong to Ao Wenyu.
I'm afraid it was given to him by his great father for self-defense.
Most things above the tenth order require regular power to create a course, so they are all at least ninth order!
It's really different to have a great dad.
Yan Lie on the field wanted to stand up and fight again.
Unexpectedly, there was a sudden explosion in the stands.
"Yan Lie! Give him to me!"
It is Situ Jian who is indifferent!
Yan looked in the direction of the stage, seemed to understand Situ Jian's meaning, glared at Ao Wenyu angrily, then shifted away with a "shua", and gave up the fight directly.
Then, Situ Jian appeared on the field, staring at Ao Wenyu with icy eyes.
Ye Mo stood in the stands and looked at these two people, and finally understood why Yan Lie retired so simply.
For this battle is a battle between the great sons.
It is also Situ Jian's battle to prove himself!
"Boss Yan, are you okay?""
In the stands, as soon as Yan Lie was teleported, those lords with healing arms immediately summoned their arms to heal Yan Lie.
"Hmph! A little skin injury, what can I do? If Situ Jian didn't want to save face, I would have chopped Ao Wenyu into meat sauce!
Yan Lie snorted coldly with a displeased face.
Then he thought of something and looked at Ye Mo in the corner.
0.. Ask for flowers...
"Brother Lin, I only have one chance to play, and I have to recover from my injuries to play. Situ Jian probably won't last a few games, so I have to leave it to you."
After saying this, everyone was surprised and looked at Ye Mo.
Who is this guy?
How could Yan Lie, who has always been proud, be called a brother?
You know.
.0.......
Even those seventh-tier lords whose strength can rank among the top 100 in the mainland, Yan Lie has never been a bird.
Only a lord like Situ Jian, who can compete with him in strength, will he be impressed.
Perhaps.
This ugly guy actually has strength comparable to Yan Lie!?
At this time, the lords were all surprised.
Everyone looked at Ye Mo suspiciously.
Like trying to see the difference in him.
However, no matter how they observe, they find that Ye Mo is just like them, just an ordinary master, without any eye-catching features.
Perhaps this is Ye Mo's low-key and peaceful relationship.
"Don't worry, I should still kill one or two."
Ye Mo ignored everyone's gaze, nodded and said five.
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