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Especially the Lich Marshall, he swallowed secretly, and his eyes were a little scared. Among the S-level strong men present, he was definitely the weakest because he transformed into a lich in some way and forced to break through to the S-level.

In addition, the time for promotion to S level was too short and the accumulated foundation was too weak, which made him feel very unconfident.

In front is an ancient flame demon with unknown strength, and behind is the famous dark singer Babbitt, which makes Lich Marshall feel palpitations and feels like a disaster is coming.

After saying that, Wang Yan ignored them and began to focus on Emmons' injury. Although he and Emmons were incompatible, they didn't like each other. But Emmons was a top expert in humans after all, and they were also the president of the Global Superpower Federation.

In the future abyss demon disaster, he can play a role far more than ordinary legendary powerhouses.

In order to protect Mother Earth, Wang Yan also had to save him desperately.

Wang Yan put a palm on his chest, and the pure Yang True Fire was injected into his venous blood vessels, flowing in his heart, spreading along the arterial blood vessels throughout his body.

The curse at this time had spread to his whole body like a cancer cell, extremely difficult to deal with.

What Wang Yan can do now is to capture his heart. His pure yang true energy turned into a thin pure yang true fire, entangled with the curse power near his heart and swallowed each other.

Emmons was in great pain, trembling violently, and black sweat ventilated all over his body.

This is also due to his strong physique and willpower. If someone with a slightly worse strength, this kind of treatment alone would kill him.

Lydia looked nervously from the side and prayed.

After more than ten minutes, Wang Yan, who was sweating all over his body, took the effort and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "This curse is very difficult, and Emmons's vitality has been destroyed a lot, so I can only hold him back for the time being."

"Shh~"

Several vice presidents and professors all breathed a sigh of relief, just as long as they could hold their lives down. If Dean Emmons died, the already declining Star Academy would probably have completely become a second-rate organization.

On the earth, many powerful organizations have been unable to recover after the fall of the Dinghai Shen Needle and even withdraw from the historical stage.

For example, the Shushan Sword Sect in China was once a very famous super organization. But now, there is no S-level strongman in the Shushan Sword Sect guarding it, and its reputation around the world has plummeted.

However, I heard that Gao Mingyue, the rising star of Shushan Sword Sect, is expected to be promoted to S level. It is estimated that the reputation of Shushan Sword Sect will be kicked out again by then.

"Son of Flame, thank you." Lydia also breathed a sigh of relief. Although grandpa's situation still doesn't look very good, it's better than just dying. Living means hope.

Although Emmons still looked extinct at this time, most of the curse entangled in his heart had been eliminated. With his legendary strong physique, he had been able to last longer.

"It's okay, this is what I should do." Wang Yan said politely, "Let's do it, I'll call Yan Zun to see if I can ask him to save Emmons."

Although Wang Yan and Uncle Pao were both big and small in private, Wang Yan still gave Uncle Pao respect in front of outsiders so as not to lose his face.

"That's great." Lydia was overjoyed. Yan Zun was the most powerful person on earth, a great demigod-level powerhouse. Some time ago, even a projection of a god from the Hell Demon Realm died under his hands.

If someone wants to say that someone can save her grandfather, Yan Zun is undoubtedly the first choice.

When everyone heard Wang Yan say he wanted to call Yan Zun, everyone had different reactions. Babbitt frowned slightly, obviously still had some concerns about Yan Zun, but at the same time he showed some curiosity, as if he wanted to try with his own hands how powerful the demigod-level powerhouse is.

However, the Banshee and Lich Marshall trembled all over, as if they heard something very scared. Although they were arrogant before, they would not take the China Kingdom and the Yan Zun seriously.

But if the Flame Lord really appears here, they may not even have the idea of ​​escaping. Unless their master, the Black Death Demon Lord, comes in person, can they resist the Flame Lord.

They looked at each other, and the Banshee who reported the death was sharply shouted: "According to the plan, do it!" It understood that if it didn't do it now, it would be impossible to leave even after the Yan Zun came.

"Yeah!"

The Banshee who reported the death was the first to take action. It raised its head and let out a sharp and harsh howl. The howl was filled with strong fluctuations that made people fear from the heart, just like countless unjust souls gathered together to demand their lives.

"Howl of death."

This is a mental-wide attack spell. People with insufficient will will be hit by the howling of death will be frightened and have no fighting spirit.

Even as strong as Wang Yan, his scalp suddenly felt numb and a strong chill appeared in the tailbone. The sea of ​​consciousness stinged, and various ghosts and ghosts were looking for their lives in front of him.

Meanwhile, Lich Marshall smiled proudly.

The figure swayed, and disappeared strangely and suddenly. When it appeared again, it had already arrived behind Lydia. Its thin but lifeless face showed a grim smile like success.

The lich's climax claws grabbed her neck. Its climax claws carried a deadly virus and a vicious curse that could quickly make Lydia lose her power of resistance.

The situation is already very obvious. This is the countermeasure that the two villains, Boss, secretly discussed. As long as they can control Lydia, they will get a chance to escape.

"Son of Fire, Son of Fire, you are too arrogant and careless, thinking you have completely controlled the situation." The moment its Lich Claw was about to touch Lydia's tender skin, Lich Marshall thought proudly, "When your girlfriend is caught by me, I must appreciate your expression."

At this time, Lydia had no ability to resist at all. Her eyes were confused, her face showed horror, and her delicate body was extremely tense. She obviously had not yet woken up from the impression of howling death, and she had no idea that the crisis was about to come behind her.

Suddenly, just as the gray claw pierced Lydia's skin, a hand reached out from behind. The hand appeared very abruptly, but the speed was not too fast, as if it was not in a hurry.

A crisp "pop" sounded, and the hand pressed on the lich's wrist. The lich's claws stopped like this, just half a centimeter from Lydia's neck.

"What!"

The Lich Marshall changed his expression and directed his arm to push forward, but his arm felt like it was tightly held by an iron hoop, and he couldn't move at all. The target was half a centimeter away from it, but it seemed as far away as the sky and could never touch it.

Indeed, although Lich Marshall is a legendary powerhouse, it is a standard magician. Although the Lich physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, it is a very different level than that of a superpower like Wang Yan.

Wang Yan is a terrible existence that can compete with the superpower red tank of the half-step S level when he is at level A+. Compared with him, Marshall's power is even bigger than that between babies and adults.

"Son of Flame!"

It was frightened and angry, and roared hysterically, "I can't see you hit the 'howl of death' with your own eyes, and you can't wake up so quickly."

"Haha." Wang Yanfeng gently pinched its arm and said with a smile, "If I don't take some acting skills, do you have the courage to teleport behind Lydia to do it? It turns out that you have been too rude."

At the same time, everyone woke up. Especially Lydia, her eyes returned to a clear light, she took a few steps back in shock and angrily, and hid behind Wang Yan.

It seems that only there is the safest one.

"Acting? Are you lying to me? How is it possible? How can you guess we want to catch Lydia?" Lich Marshall was like a gambler who lost his bet, questioning everything with red eyes.

This question is also something that others want to ask, including Babbitt, Saladin, and others who came to their senses. In fact, even Babbitt was affected by the howling of death for a second, which made him feel very palpitations. For one second, masters fight, and often fight for two seconds.

Saladin also regretted it. If he could guess the other party's actions earlier and go to Lydia to protect him earlier, the hero's chance to save beauty would be his.

"Anyway, for the sake of your death, I'll satisfy your curiosity." Wang Yan said with an indifferent look on his face, "You are trapped now and are still inside the Starry Sky Tower. If you want to break through forcibly, the chance of success is less than 50%. If I were to take a hostage to threaten it, I would definitely have seized a hostage to threaten it. If I only want to survive, the success rate would be at least 80% or 90%."

After pausing, Wang Yan said again: "I see that you two are having a sneaky communication, and it is obvious that they are having some kind of ghost idea. So I took the trick and deliberately showed my flaws to seduce you into being deceived. Unfortunately, you two are too timid. During the ten minutes of treatment for Dean Emmons, my forehead was sweating all the time, and you were unwilling to do it. In desperation, I had to 'urge' you, deliberately saying that I would call Yan Zun to destroy your self-confidence and accelerate your actions."

"So that's it, so that's it." Lich Marshall looked depressed, as if he had lost his energy in an instant.

"Old Wang, I'm not convinced." Saladin muttered, "There are so many people here, why can you guess that they will definitely hijack Lydia? Why can't it be me?"

"Idiot, you are covered in top-quality equipment. Who knows what strange tricks you have hidden?" Wang Yan glanced at him angrily, "Besides, even if you successfully hijack you, your coercion is not as great as Lydia."

"puff!"

Saladin almost spit out an old blood and said quietly: "Old Wang, don't you have to make what I said so worthless, okay? Could it be that I was taken hostage and you won't save me?"

The eyes and appearance looked very much like those abandoned resentful women.
Chapter completed!