As Divine Fire and Fan Jin fought, the others from the Second Division of Zhanlong immediately made corresponding preparations.

On the roof of the building not far from Tingxiang Shui Pavilion, the sniper had already aimed at Fan Jin, but because Fan Jin's movements were very fast, it was difficult to conduct accurate snipers at this time.

Just as the others were about to take action, Qu Linglong instantly stood in front of the second division of Zhanlong.

Qu Linglong smiled and said, "My comrades, Lao Fan just wants to compete with your captain. Don't worry, you won't hurt him. Just stand and watch, and you don't have to take action."

Qu Linglong was standing there, and everyone did not dare to act rashly.

At this time, Duan Chenghui, the headquarters of the war zone, also quickly received news from the Second Division of War Dragons.

"Old Duan, Shenhuo and Fan Jin have started fighting." An Jing walked in from outside quickly, and there were several senior executives who came in together.

"What did you say?"

Duan Chenghui was stunned when he heard this: "Why did the Shenhuo and Fan Jin fight?"

But before everyone could respond, the communication at the headquarters suddenly rang.

Seeing this, Anjing hurriedly walked over to connect to the communication. As the communication was connected, a person with a smile appeared on the screen.

"Ye Yang?" An Jing was surprised.

Duan Chenghui saw Ye Yang appearing on the screen and asked quickly: "Ye Yang, what are you doing? Why did Fan Jin fight with the Divine Fire?"

The others at the headquarters also looked angry.

Ye Yang stood in the courtyard of Tingxiang Shuixie, and in front of him was the battlefield between Fan Jin and Shenhuo. At this time, the Shenhuo was trapped in Fan Jin's formation and hit him fiercely with both hands.

"Mr. Duan, don't be so angry. Lao Fan just wants to compete with Shenhuo. Don't worry, no big deal will happen." Ye Yang replied with a smile.

"You're simply messing around." Duan Chenghui shouted.

"Xiao Ye, what's going on?" An Jing asked quickly.

Ye Yang replied: "Mr. Duan, look, you now have the Flying Dragon Group and the War Dragon Division, as well as the Condor Heroes and Tiance. There are countless elite soldiers and generals under your command, so you might as well send the Divine Fire.

I'll give it to me."

"What did you say?"

Duan Chenghui's face turned green.

Things came too suddenly.

"This kid wants divine fire?"

"You must not give it to him!" The senior executives blew their beards and stared at him.

Duan Chenghui said angrily: "Ye Yang, you guys have put your ideas on my second division of Zhan Long. Be careful that I will break up with you. It is impossible. Zhan Long's division cannot be without Divine Fire."

Ye Yang pressed his hands: "Mr. Duan, please relieve the fire first. Am I here to discuss it with you? Besides, I won't want your people to exchange with you for nothing."

"oh?"

Duan Chenghui scratched the corner of his mouth: "Tell me, who do you want to exchange for my divine fire?"


Chapter completed!