Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Ahead, there is an endless expanse of desert as far as the eye can see.

"The Tagor Desert has finally arrived."

Wei Yang was suspended in the void, a pair of black wings flapping gently behind his back.

With Wei Yang's current strength as a one-star Dou Ling, he can already make ends meet by flying with his wings.

And because it is a Xuan-level advanced flying fighting skill and the material of the wings, whether it is speed, flexibility, etc., it is much faster and more flexible than Dou Wang's ordinary fighting spirit wings.

Even so, Wei Yang flew for seven full days before finally arriving at the desert on the eastern border of the empire.

In his arms, a cute little head poked out, looking curiously at the endless sea of ​​sand outside. A hot wind blew, and the little head quickly retracted.

Wei Yang smiled when he saw this, and a layer of red fighting energy shield covered him, protecting the little beauty in his arms.

After entering the desert, the surrounding temperature increased significantly.

The sun in the desert is particularly hot. The scorching sun hangs high and scorches, making the temperature in the desert extremely high during the day.

But Wei Yang felt very comfortable at this moment, with a sense of physical and mental ease. The fighting energy in his body also seemed particularly active, and he could mobilize the energy of heaven and earth far more than before.

After feeling it carefully, he couldn't help but smile: "The proportion of fire attribute energy and earth attribute energy here exceeds 80%. If I fight someone here, my combat power will increase by three points out of thin air!"

"If I lived here, my cultivation speed would probably be a bit faster."

Phew~

With his wings flapping, Wei Yang flew in the air, looking at the almost identical scenery in all directions, feeling a little speechless in his heart.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to be lost.

Well, it's not like he's lost, he can still tell the direction clearly.

That is, he doesn't know where Stone Desert City is.

"Let's see if there's anyone nearby."

Wei Yang shook his head, moved his wings, and his whole body turned into a black and red stream of light and moved forward quickly.

"Um?"

Soon, he faintly sensed a vague wave of battle coming from him.

He looked far away in one direction, "Over there."

His wings fluttered, he turned around and flew quickly towards the direction where the battle wave was coming from.

As the distance gradually got closer, one could see that a few miles ahead, a group of mercenaries were fighting a group of snake men.

During the battle between the two sides, various fighting energies collided with each other, stirring up dust all over the sky.

"Snake man?"

Soon, Wei Yang came to the sky near the battle and looked down.

The little girl in her arms also stuck her head out and looked down curiously.

In the desert below, there were more than a dozen mercenaries holding weapons, fighting with a group of about twenty snake men. It should be said that they were surrounded by snake men.

These snake men have a humanoid upper body, but a snake tail on the lower body, with scales of different colors.

"呲呲~"

The snake's tail made a sound as it swung. It was the unique snake-people clan in the Tagore Desert.

"Is this the snake man?"

His eyes swept over the twenty or so snake men. The men had ferocious faces and cold eyes, while the women had voluptuous figures with undulating curves and were charming.

Wei Yang couldn't help but exclaimed, feeling that his eyes had been opened a bit. This was the first time he saw a snake-man, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the tall and plump features of several female snake-men.

"Hiss~"

At this time, a small hand pinched the soft flesh around his waist and twisted it, causing Wei Yang to take a breath and quickly look away.

"Huh." A dissatisfied hum came from his arms.

"I'm just curious, let's take a look." Wei Yanglian defended.

His eyes swept over the mercenaries. There were fifteen of them in total, ten men and five women.

These mercenaries are dressed very differently from the mercenaries within the empire.

I saw these mercenaries, most of the men were shirtless, and two of them were even bare-chested, revealing dark or bronze skin, with bulging muscles, and they looked full of strength.

The first impression you get is that it is quite rough and heroic.

As for the five women, their skin showed a healthy wheat color and their bodies were strong and healthy.

These women living in the desert are not as reserved as the women in the interior of the empire. Instead, they appear quite bold.

A set of tight leather clothes only covered the key parts of the body, exposing a large area of ​​skin on the upper chest and lower abdomen, as well as the round and straight legs.

At this time, both sides fighting below also discovered Wei Yang's arrival.

"Strong King of Fighters?"

The pair of black wings with a wingspan of more than two feet shocked both sides, and they stopped fighting in unison. They quickly stood up clearly separated, and at the same time, they were wary of each other.

Uh-huh!

Wei Yang's figure fell, folded his wings, dissipated the fighting spirit that enveloped his body, and put down the little beauty in his arms.

"this!?"

Seeing the appearance of the visitor, both parties were stunned.

The man is dressed in black brocade embroidered with gold patterns and has a handsome appearance. The woman is dressed in a plain white dress, with a fairy-like appearance and a pure temperament.

But the key is!

too young!

The men look like they are sixteen or seventeen years old at most, while the women are younger, they look like they are about fourteen or fifteen years old at most.

Their aura is restrained, they don't feel powerful at all, and they look like ordinary people.

But no one present was stupid enough to really think that these two were really ordinary people.

At the very least, the young man in black brocade clothes is definitely not an ordinary person.

Just kidding, everyone is so vindictive.

A sixteen or seventeen year old fighting king? !

This is hard to accept.

But, that seems to be the case.

Unlike the snake people, although the human mercenaries were nervous, they were secretly happy.

Because it was obviously a human being.

The snake man frowned. Although he was more nervous, he was not too afraid.

Because there is a tacit understanding between the top management of humans and snake people, the strong will not kill the weak at will.

As long as you don't deliberately seek death, the strong men on both sides will generally not take action to kill the weak.

…

Wei Yang's eyes swept across the two parties, and finally stopped on the group of human mercenaries.

Suddenly, Wei Yang frowned, and Ye Xian'er, who was holding him by the side, also had a look of disgust on his face.

Because, among the group of snake people, there were actually a few obscene glances, which were very vaguely swept over Ye Xianer's waist, although they quickly moved away.

Wei Yang was almost angry.

It is said that snakes are sexually promiscuous and often capture human women, but this is a bit too bold.

With his powerful soul perception, his eyes instantly locked onto the male snake men.

Upon noticing Wei Yang's gaze, the snake men who were secretly peeping were suddenly startled, with a look of horror on their faces.

Oops, I didn’t keep my eyes open!

"Hmph!" Wei Yang waved his hand casually, and five rapidly rotating red-hot streams of light flew out from his fingertips.

Fast fire stab!

It is modified and improved from the Huang-level high-level fighting skill Swift Wind Stab, and its power reaches the Xuan-level low-level fighting skill.

"Sir, please..."

puff! puff! puff!

The few peeping snake men opened their mouths to beg for mercy, but their foreheads were pierced by the red stream of light.

Looking at the snake men who were slowly falling down with transparent holes the size of eggs pierced in their foreheads, Wei Yang whispered: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

quiet!

Everyone looked at all this with fear on their faces.

A leading snake man, with a pair of triangular pupils in his eyes, filled with fear and suppressed anger, opened his mouth slightly, spat out a scarlet snake message, and spoke in a cold and hoarse voice: "Your Excellency, it is too much. Kill our snake people like this. Aren’t you afraid of our queen..."

"Oh? Are you threatening me?" Wei Yang interrupted the other party's words, spoke in an indifferent voice, and his eyes became cold.

Since I can't control my eyes, I'll just kill him if I kill him. What will happen if Medusa comes?

"...Don't dare." The leading snake man felt himself being targeted by a dangerous gaze, and it was as if he had been showered with ice water. The anger in his heart was instantly extinguished, and he lowered his head.

All the snake men also lowered their heads. At that moment, they felt a chill from the soles of their feet, down their spines, to their brains, and their whole bodies were cold.

Seeing this, Wei Yang withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention. His gaze fell on the group of human mercenaries again.

Seeing Wei Yang looking over, the dozen or so human mercenaries were all excited.

"Who can tell me how to get to Shimo City?" Wei Yang said with a smile.