Chapter 1243： Unsuccessful benevolence

"Dreaming!!" Yan Fanglin gritted his teeth, cast a spell and continued to attack. "Everyone obeys the order, give me full offense!"

For a while, Yan Fanglin and Yan Fangxiong's people fought together.

It's just that, with the mysterious fog and hermit, the former's advantage has been evened out a little bit!

Wu Yinzhong, but a special team of the Yan family, can not only cast spells, but also have powerful physical powers that can fly into the sky and escape.

However, this special team should obey the orders of the head of the Yu Yan family.

The reason why he ignored the Wu Yinzhong before was because Wu Yinzhong only obeyed the orders of the Yan Family Patriarch, and could not be mobilized by Yan Fangxiong.

"Thunder Curse!!" Yan Fangxiong yelled violently, a burst of thunder shining with a light of destruction, struck Yan Fanglin.

"Thunder Curse!" Yan Fanglin gritted his teeth and used the Thunder Curse. The two thunders intertwined, and the burst of tears shone in everyone's eyes.

"Yan Fangxiong, why can you mobilize Wu Yinzhong?"

"Heh, because I am the future Patriarch!" Yan Fangxiong curled his lips and said mockingly: "In order to capture the ten directions, I even sold my soul. I want to mobilize the Wu Yinzhong. What's the point? Not possible?"

Even the soul is sold?

An idea leaped into his mind, and Yan Fanglin was shocked.

If he guessed correctly, Yan Fangxiong was afraid that he would swear by his own soul that he would surely seize all directions and become the head of the Yan family.

Otherwise, he will sacrifice himself.

In addition to this, it is impossible for him to mobilize Wu Yinzhong!

"Yan Fangxiong, you are cruel to yourself." Yan Fanglin gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "However, you cannot succeed."

"Really?" Yan Fangxiong curled his lips, and suddenly cast a spell towards the sky.

"Not good!" Upon seeing this, Yan Fanglin's pupils shrank and exclaimed: "Everyone listens and immediately withdraw to the pass."

"It's too late!" Yan Fangxiong smiled grimly, and saw an elite troop that quickly moved over, turning out to be the elite troop of Hong Nanguo.

Damn it!

Yan Fanglin gritted his teeth and stared at this elite force.

Yan Fangxiong swears by his soul that he will surely take the position of the head of the Yan family, otherwise, he will sacrifice himself.

Under such conditions, whether it was Wu Yinzhong or the Hongnan Kingdom royal family, they all chose to help Yan Fangxiong.

In other words, Yan Fangxiong must have mastered the method to capture all directions.

However, under their strict precautions, what can this guy do?

"Blast this pass for me!!" The general on Hong Nanguo gave an order, and the gun chambers were pushed out and aimed at the pass over there.

Seeing this, Yan Fanglin stared at Yan Fangxiong fiercely, and said angrily: "Are you crazy? Doing this will only cause both of us to die here."

"So what?" Yan Fangxiong squinted his eyes and said coldly: "As long as you are all killed, how many people will die?"

"You crazy man!" Yan Fanglin's mind tightened, and finally understood why Yan Fangxiong had only brought a hundred people. I'm afraid it was not a hundred dead men!

"emission!"

For a time, the cannon roared, and the shells fell above the pass, blowing up pieces of dust and smoke.

"Retreat quickly!!" Yan Fanglin yelled anxiously, casting spells continuously to cover everyone's retreat.

It's just that after they retreated, Yan Fangxiong's people did not care about their own life and death, entangled themselves.