Ye Wudao took a deep breath.
However, this method requires him to work hard.
At this moment, Xingyeyan has already brought out the strongest magic weapon that Ye Wudao has ever seen, to the point where it can affect the rules.
Don't even think about it, this must be the half emperor's weapon.
Xingye Yan is in the Xingye Human Race, and his status must be extraordinary.
Ye Wudao believed that he must be the son of the emperor, otherwise he would not be called His Highness by others.
Frowning, Ye Wudao looked calm, looked at Xing Yeyan, and asked, "Do you want to do it?"
Xing Ye Yan snorted coldly: "If someone doesn't know what's good or bad, then I'll have to do it!"
"Hohohoho!" Ye Wudao also laughed, yin and yang angrily said: "I don't think the Starry Night Humans are so capable, so I'm in a hurry? You're in a hurry."
"Am I in a hurry?" Xing Yeyan was taken aback.
It was the first time he had heard someone mock him like this since he was born.
The vocabulary used is also very strange.
Xing Yeyan was indeed a little angry, and Ye Wudao was not polite to him at all.
Why could Ye Wudao be so presumptuous to him?
On the surface, he didn't look angry, but in fact he was already angry.
In addition, Ye Wudao said that he was in a hurry now, which made him feel even more humiliated.
The prince of the dignified Starry Night Human should do anything, especially this kind of trivial matter, without being shocked, and his mentality is very normal.
But Ye Wudao said he was in a hurry.
He doesn't think he's in a hurry!
This sentence was extremely harsh, and his expression suddenly sank.
"I'm in a hurry?!" Xing Yeyan said angrily: "Xianjie Xian, I think you're in a hurry, it's your Xia Huang people who should be anxious!"
"Today, because of the faults of your immortals, you all have to kowtow to me and beg for mercy!"
As soon as these words came out, the Eternal Late Stage of the Starry Night Human Race not far away had an ugly expression.
After all, everyone is still a human race. Although the Starry Night Human Race looks more ferocious, it is similar to the Xia Huang Human Race. They all care about reputation, whether it is internal or external.
The slaughter of tens of thousands of creatures at the border of the Xia Huang people this time is the handwriting of Xing Yeyan. Once it is spread, it will definitely not sound good.
But after all, the fierce beast is also in this battle, and the blame can be placed on the beast.
However, once the Emperor Xia's human race is eternally strong, and there are also the strongest two eternal late stages, that is, Frost Dancer and Wanshentianxian, the nature will be different.
It was indeed as Ye Wudao thought, if the Xingye Human Race didn't care so much, they wouldn't waste words with him at all, just do it directly.
Destroying you, what does it have to do with you?
It's just that Xingye Yan must be afraid, to be precise, the Xingye Human Race must be afraid.
Behind the Xia Huang people, there are many powerful beings.
As far as Ye Wudao knew, there were the Lanpao Hongchen Immortal and Xu Banhuang.
Not to mention, the Xia Huang people in ancient times were definitely brilliant.
This kind of background, how can other races be comparable?
Don't look at the madness of this starry night, but in reality, it's just a paper tiger.
Ye Wudao knew that the other party was already provoked, but in this case, he didn't act in anger for the first time, which further confirmed his thoughts.
This guy is definitely not someone who represents the Starry Night Human Race, but just came to experience and complete the task.
After hesitating for a while, he gave Xing Yeyan a contemptuous look, playing with his taste: "Xing Yeyan, I think you and I are similar in strength. Since we can't talk about any results today, don't embarrass the other eternity of my human race."
"We can set a challenge, I... challenge you!"
Sure enough, the arrogant Xing Yeyan immediately became interested when he heard the challenge.
"It's just you?" He sneered: "What are you doing against me, and what are you challenging me for?" JrNovels.com