Chapter 3722: Wasn't it arrogant just now?

"Zhao Zhicun, you can't save the Ninety-Eighth District, you should just die!"
Looking at the human first-grade emperor standing in front of him, Yan Chong was quite contented and laughed wildly.
At this last juncture, he undoubtedly had a cat-and-mouse mood, and what he said made the faces of the two human experts in front of him look like water.
In fact, Zhao Zhicun knew that the 98th district could not be saved after the other party had an extra third-rank emperor, and that waiting for the 98th district would be the result of the entire army being wiped out.
Up to this moment, Zhao Zhicun hadn't understood the reason why the Zhanling City Lord's Mansion kept him on guard. He knew that Lord City Lord must have deep meaning, but it was a pity that he couldn't wait for that time.
"Sanlord, sorry, Zhicun has taken a step first!"
A trace of decisiveness flashed in Zhao Zhicun's eyes. He made up his mind that even if he died, he wouldn't make the damned guy feel better. If he could bite the flame and charge a piece of flesh when he was dying, he would be considered dead.
"This guy wants to blew himself up?"
Yan Chong had been paying attention to Zhao Zhicun, sensing the chaotic aura of the opponent at this moment, he couldn't help but sneered. How could such a powerful guy hurt himself by half?
If Zhao Zhicun in his heyday blew himself up, Yan Chong might not have dared to get close to his body a hundred meters around him. That would be equivalent to a blow from the third rank emperor, and he would definitely not be able to bear it.
But now, Zhao Zhicun's breath is not one, which means that the self-detonation power is less than one-tenth of the heyday, how could it pose the slightest threat to a second-grade emperor's foreign spirit?
"Hehe, why take one step first, not that step yet!"
However, just when Yan Chong sneered, Zhao Zhicun and the first-grade emperor both had a mortal ambition and wanted to explode, a soft laughter suddenly came into their ears.
This laughter came out suddenly, without any signs. While Zhao Zhicun's hearts were shaken, Yan Chong was fully on guard.
Because Yan Chong knew that the Spirit Race powerhouse of the third rank emperor in white clothes just now was the back hand arranged by the base camp, and apart from this, there was no other ambush.
If this is the case, then this light laughter came so suddenly, it may be the support of the human side.
And the human cultivator who dared to speak out at this time, and the tone was still so relaxed, I am afraid that the strength is at least not lower than Zhao Zhicun, right?
Whoosh!
With awe-inspiring heart, Yan Chong withdrew directly from a dozen feet away, and when he looked up, he suddenly found that there was a very graceful figure beside Zhao Zhicun and two people over there.
It seemed to be a woman with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance. There seemed to be a certain magic between her smiles and she couldn't help but sink into it.
Yan Chong observed very carefully, and there seemed to be a flash of redness in the woman's eyes, which made him feel stunned, but he didn't know what to say for a while.
"This young lady, the Lord of the City sent you here?"
At this time, Zhao Zhicun had already calmed down a bit of his disordered aura, and then he held a fist toward the woman, and what he thought in his heart was the flying letter that had just passed from the Zhanling City City Lord's Mansion.
"Hehe, it is indeed the lord of the city, but not the city lord of your war spirit city!"
The woman smiled softly, and then said a word that made not only Zhao Zhicun and the other two, but also Yan Chong over there was a little startled, secretly saying that on the human side, is there another City Lord?
"My name is Huanmei, have you heard of it?"
The woman smiled happily, and Zhao Zhicun was taken aback once the name was spoken. He seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly became extremely exciting, as if he did not believe that this was the truth.
"Huanmei? You... Are you a monster? The one from Battle Demon City?"
It seems that although Zhao Zhicun sits in these 98 districts all year round, he is not deaf to the outside affairs of the window. At least he knows some of the powerful people on the Mai Yao side.
Huanmei is a powerful monster of the third rank emperor. He is not an unknown person in the entire war spirit. It is the existence of ten thousand monsters under the war spirit original monster.
What Zhao Zhicun didn't expect was that at such a desperate moment, it was the famous monster clan powerhouse who had saved him, which made him feel extremely emotional and extremely confused.
"What happened to the monster race?"
Hearing that Huanmei was a little unhappy. The monsters had always looked down on humans, but now what happened to humans, shouldn’t you be grateful when you see this expression on yourself?
"No... I didn't mean that, but... just..."
Zhao Zhicun stuttered a bit for a while, and did not say why for a long time.
He wanted to say that the Monster Race has always ignored the Human Race, right? Why did he suddenly appear to save himself today?
"Could it be...this is the back hand of Lord City Lord?"
Suddenly, something flashed through Zhao Zhicun's mind. He suddenly understood the reason why the Lord of the City had kept him on guard, and he was surprised and delighted.
"Go away, leave it to me!"
Huan Mei won't get caught up with a seriously injured human being. With a wave of her jade hand, she directly swept the two humans tens of feet behind her, and then turned her head to look at Yan Chong over there.
"Are you Huanmei? The Huanmei in Battle Demon City?"
Just now, Yan Chong, who was not far away, could hear clearly, but he was as puzzled as Zhao Zhicun. When did the human and the monster race get together?
"Since you know it is me, then dig out the spirit crystal and hand it over!"
This time Huan Mei came under Chi Yan's order. Since she decided to unite humans to deal with the foreign spirits, she would not have any other thoughts, so she was extremely rude.
Lingjing is the most important source of energy for foreign spirits. At this moment, Huan Mei asked the other party to dig the Lingjing and hand it over. There was no room for change in this matter, making De Yanchong's face gloomy in an instant.
However, Yan Chong naturally knew how powerful Huanmei was. To the last three-ranked emperor of the monster clan, he could no longer be as arrogant as he had faced Zhao Zhicun before, so he turned his gaze to somewhere.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking the wind came, and when Yan Chong looked at it, the white-clothed foreign spirit in the sky had already swept over the place, and his eyes were full of alertness and looked at the monster clan powerhouse, as if there was something inaccurate.
"Huanmei, my spirit tribe and your demon tribe have always kept the well water in the river, aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed?"
As the powerhouse of the third rank emperor on the side of the foreign spirit, this white-clothed foreign spirit from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, even if he knows that the strength of the opponent is not under his own, these words are neither humble nor overbearing, and even have a vague threat.
"Hey, you can't tell me this, you have to talk to Lord City Lord!"
A smile appeared on Huan Mei's face, and then her gaze suddenly turned to the Yan Chong body of the second-ranking emperor, a touch of invisible aura floating out, even the white-clothed foreign spirit of the third-ranking emperor did not notice.
boom!
After a while, Yan Chong only felt that his spiritual intelligence was hit by an invisible sledgehammer. At the same time his figure was slightly shaken, there was a smear of blood overflowing in his eyes, ears, nose and mouth, looking extremely terrible.
It turned out that at the moment just now, Huan Mei quietly used her unique illusion technique, which not only can target the souls of human beings and demons, but also has a strong impact on the spiritual wisdom of foreign spirits.
Don’t look at that day in War Demon City, when Huan Mei was shackled when facing Yun Xiao, that only shows that Yun Xiao is too enchanting and the power of soul is too strong, not that her illusion is really unbearable. one strike.
At this moment, Yan Chong of the Second Stage God Emperor was seriously injured in an instant. He knew that if he did it again, his intelligence would be shattered and he would fall into eternal chaos from then on.
"So courageous!"
Seeing that she had already stood in front of Yan Chong, the monster woman was still going to be fierce, the white-clothed foreign spirit's anger was really no small thing, and at the same time she shouted, a terrifying aura was already swept out.
"What are you yelling about, do you old fellow think you can survive?"
Huan Mei rubbed her ears, turned her head to look at the white-clothed strange spirit with some dissatisfaction, and then flicked her arms lightly, as if they had become thousands of arms, dazzling people.
"No, it turned out to be a high-ranking powerhouse of the third rank emperor!"
This third-ranked emperor from Wanmolin was only able to reach the mid-range level. He was not a native war spirit cultivator, and his understanding of phantasmagoria only stayed in the induction just now.
No matter how strong the fighting power of the foreign spirit is, in the case of a small difference, it is illusionary and unintentional. With this attack, the white-clothed foreign spirit can't eat it.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the palm of Huan Mei's right hand was accurately printed on the chest of the white-clothed foreign spirit, knocking it over somersault, and his breath was also sluggish, obviously seriously injured.
"go!"
Now that he knew that he was invincible, the white-clothed foreign spirit didn't want to fight in an instant. He heard him shout out, and he didn't even bother with the somewhat unclear Yan Chong. A flashing body was already several tens of meters away.
"Isn't it arrogant just now? What did you run?"
Huan Mei softly smiled, Zhao Zhicun, who was not far away, saw only a phantom flashing, like a clever celestial fox, and in a blink of an eye, he was no more than ten minutes away from the third-grade emperor.
"not good!"
Sensing the breath coming from behind, the foreign spirit from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest secretly said that it was not good.
He clearly knew that at least at this speed, he was probably not the opponent of that monster clan powerhouse.
"That guy is over!"
Seeing that Huan Mei had already caught up with the white-robed third-grade divine emperor alien spirit, Zhao Zhicun was deeply moved.
And when he turned his gaze to a certain hot figure, he felt that this was an excellent opportunity for himself.
Yan Chong at this moment, the physical injury is naturally much lighter than Zhao Zhicun, but his intelligence is already hazy.
This is a sequelae caused by the illusion shock. It is precisely after discovering this detail that Zhao Zhicun has more ideas.