Yan Zifeng, who originally wanted to wait to watch a good show, heard Lance's words, his face changed slightly, and the crystal cup in his hand was directly crushed by him.

Ye Anan also understood that Lance deliberately poked him in the sore spot, so he said such a thing, and couldn't help but continue to add fuel to Yan Zifeng: "He said so, if you still want to retreat, you will lose the momentum to confront him......

Only by provoking him to confront Lance head-on earlier will Lance not overexert his physical strength, and they will have a better chance of defeating him!

Yan Zifeng still didn't hit the plan immediately, just stared at Lance, who was still fighting in the temple, snapped his fingers, and more puppet soldiers he cultivated rushed towards Lance.

He Na probably guessed that Lance said this to force out that monster, and while helping Lance kill these puppets, he said loudly: "I think he doesn't dare to come out, he only knows that he sent his own incompetent soldiers to fight against us, but he hid behind and watched the battle, cowardly and cowardly, just by virtue of this, he will never be able to compare to Lance you!" ”

He Na's words deeply stimulated Yan Zifeng, he was timid? Joke, if he was timid, he wouldn't be where he is today, and he wouldn't have chosen this battle in the temple dedicated to the goddess of the night!

"A young blood clan dares to say such things to me, it's really disorganized...... Yan Zifeng sneered, and flew from above with Ye An'an to the hall of the temple, landing steadily in front of Lance and He Na.

Without waiting for He Na to answer, Yan Zifeng waved his hand at He Na, only to see He Na's whole person swept out by a gust of wind, fell heavily on the pilaster, and then lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Ye Anan was about to rush up to save his friend, but was stopped by Yan Zifeng reaching out.

"Siren, have you forgotten your promise?" Yan Zifeng coldly reminded Ye An'an in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Ye An'an's feet stiffened, and he could only stubbornly suppress his worries about He Na, and replied through gritted teeth: "Of course I haven't forgotten!" ”

"That's the best......" Yan Zifeng smiled with satisfaction at this time, and said slowly to Lance, who was still surrounded by puppet soldiers: "Lance, you just brought such a few useless helpers to break into here, it's really beyond your strength!" ”

"It's enough to deal with you!" Lance said coldly, his eyes fell on Ye An'an beside him, and a touch of tenderness quickly flashed in his eyes.

The worries that had been going on for so many days turned into peace of mind after seeing that she was safe and sound.

"You don't think too much of yourself!" Yan Zifeng snorted coldly, waved his hand to let the puppet soldiers retreat, and attacked directly at Lance.

Lance met him head-on, and the forces of the two sides collided together, shattering several pilasters in the temple, and the puppet soldiers who were circling on the side couldn't stand the strength of the two and let out a terrible wail.

Fili also let out a deafening wolf howl at this time, opened his mouth and bit Yan Zifeng fiercely, just at the moment when he bit his neck, Yan Zifeng reached out and waved it away, so Fili's sharp teeth scratched a long scar on the back of his hand, which was split by him with a wave of his palm, and was thrown aside.

Yan Zifeng was obviously very dissatisfied with the fact that he was actually injured by a werewolf and the back of his hand, and said to Ye An'an in a deep voice: "Siren, what are you waiting for at this time, quickly use your weapon and deal with Lance for me!" ”

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