Capítulo 942: Chapter 953: Black Dragon Reinforcents
Seeing that An Beisan’s head still existed, everyone on the giant carpet was shocked.
At this mont, they tried to struggle to stand, but they were completely drained of strength and couldn’t get up.
Beiming Heng wanted to fly the giant carpet away, but the power of Demon Patterns within him was exhausted, and despite his best efforts, the giant carpet barely moved like a crawling turtle.
Only Wang Yan gritted his teeth, stood up from the giant carpet, and looking at An Beisan’s head in the distance, Wang Yan said, “An Beisan, I know you’re not dead, so I lured you out. You finally fell for it.”
But An Beisan laughed madly again, “Hahaha, Wang Yan, did you think I would be afraid again? If you could still attack, why did you secretly escape earlier? Where did the black clouds in the sky go if you could attack?”
Upon hearing An Beisan’s words, everyone looked up to the sky.
Indeed, the black clouds had turned into wisps and dissipated in the sky.
At this ti, even Wang Yan’s constantly cold face showed a hint of panic.
However, Wang Yan quickly concealed this panic.
But An Beisan, with his eyes tightly fixed on Wang Yan, could not miss this slight panic.
Seeing this hint of panic, An Beisan saw hope for a coback victory and laughed wildly, “Now I’m going to devour you, devour all of you, and my cultivation will be restored. As long as I live, the Celestial Emperor Race can shine again, and the Celestial Dynasty will be under my feet.”
With that, An Beisan’s head suddenly flew towards the giant carpet.
Beiming Heng hurriedly opened the storage bag, poured out a few pills from it, struggled to stand up, and tried to shove one into Wang Yan’s mouth.
An Beisan’s head scread angrily, “Get out.”
With this roar, a sound wave hit Beiming Heng, and the pills in Beiming Heng’s hands shattered instantly, while Beiming Heng’s body was imdiately knocked back onto the giant carpet.
And Wang Yan, who was standing, also swayed and fell onto the giant carpet.
Seeing this, An Beisan couldn’t help but rejoice.
His previous roar was intended to drive away Beiming Heng, but just this roar’s reverberation knocked Wang Yan down.
It was clear that Wang Yan indeed had no cultivation left, unable to withstand even the reverberation of a roar.
An Beisan grew even more complacent and opened his mouth wide, swiftly flying towards Wang Yan.
Wang Yan sat on the giant carpet, his face extrely pale. Watching An Beisan approach, he slowly raised his right hand, aiming his palm at An Beisan, and said in a raw voice, “I still have one strike left.”
Seeing Wang Yan extend his palm, An Beisan was initially stunned but then laughed madly, “Are you trying to scare again? Say it in my belly later.”
With that, An Beisan’s head flew to the front of the giant carpet, and bit down.
Seeing Wang Yan about to be devoured by An Beisan, everyone on the giant carpet turned pale, but at this mont, nobody had a solution, they could only watch as An Beisan’s big mouth got closer to Wang Yan.
“Brother Wang Yan——” Beiming Xue sobbed, attempting to crawl and pounce towards Wang Yan.
“I’ll die with you.” Ouyang Feiting also struggled to stand.
“Boss!” Ma Jun, Hu Wei, and others’ eyes turned bloodshot, their eye corners almost splitting.
However, none of this changed the outco; An Beisan’s huge mouth was about to close.
Just at this mont, Wang Yan’s mouth corner lifted, revealing a cold smile, and from his palm, ca the crackling sound of lightning.
Then, five Purple Fla Dragon Thunders erged from Wang Yan’s five fingers.
These five Purple Fla Dragon Thunders roared towards An Beisan, like a hand ford from Purple Fla Dragon Thunder, instantly enveloping An Beisan.
Seeing this, An Beisan turned pale with fright, imdiately turning his head to escape.
But at this mont, those five Purple Fla Dragon Thunders had already ford a cage, becoming a round prison, trapping An Beisan within.
At this mont, An Beisan dared not break out. He only had one head left, and if he tried to forcefully escape the cage, the remaining head would turn to ash.
Seeing this, everyone on the giant carpet rejoiced greatly.
“He can still perform Purple Fla Dragon Thunder.” Beiming Heng and others laughed surprisingly.
“Brother Wang Yan, you lured him here intentionally.” Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting cried tears of joy.
In the Purple Fla Dragon Thunder cage, An Beisan thrashed about, unable to escape, and angrily roared, “Wang Yan, you tricked , you liar.”
Wang Yan sat there and said lightly, “I told you before, I still have one strike left. If you didn’t co back, I could only let you escape, but…”
Saying this, Wang Yan leaned back and fell onto the ground.
As Wang Yan fell, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, creating a red blood flower in the sky.
Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting hurried forward, supporting Wang Yan from both sides.
At this mont, Wang Yan’s eyes were closed tightly, his breath extrely weak, almost to the point of exhaustion.
Beiming Xue, tears in her eyes, quickly retrieved a storage bag and pulled out a pill.
Ouyang Feiting opened Wang Yan’s mouth, and Beiming Xue put the pill into Wang Yan’s mouth.
With the pill ingested, although Wang Yan’s breath was still very weak, his breathing stabilized.
Seeing that Wang Yan was safe, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
This battle nearly exhausted everyone’s strength, and finally trapped An Beisan.
Thinking about this battle, without Wang Yan, everyone might have perished.
At this mont, everyone felt deep respect for Wang Yan from the bottom of their hearts.
Yet, still trapped inside the Purple Fla Dragon Thunder cage, An Beisan was full of regret.
If An Beisan still had intestines, they would have turned blue with remorse.
Earlier, when An Beisan dove into the sea, his body was shattered by the Purple Fla Dragon Thunder, but his head subrged and escaped.
An Beisan initially wanted to flee, but succumbed to Wang Yan’s lure and returned to fight.
He regretted not fleeing directly earlier, avoiding this predicant now.
But it’s too late for regrets. Inside the Purple Fla Dragon Thunder cage, An Beisan ntally cursed Wang Yan repeatedly.
Simultaneously, he was puzzled, for he clearly rembered having gathered 800,000 Black Dragon Orders, yet over 300,000 were unaccounted for now.
If he’d had 300,000 more followers, this battle wouldn’t have been lost.
Then, An Beisan suddenly noticed thousands of figures flying over the sea from afar.
Seeing these thousands of people, An Beisan was delighted, as they were unmistakably flying from the Three Islands of Japan, wearing Japanese attire.
Moreover, within these Japanese Demon Cultivators, An Beisan distinctly sensed the aura of the Black Dragon Orders!
“My reinforcents have arrived!”
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