Peerless Divine Sovereign

Zhao Hua, Yang Cheng, and the others didn't have any objections towards Yao Ling's commands. One, she was a girl, and two, she was much stronger than him.    

    

From this, it could be determined that above the Lingyun Continent, there was no such thing as a man respecting his daughter. Everything required strength, and using a martial artist as one's leader was an immutable law.    

    

After a moment of silence, Yao Ling looked at the crowd and reminded, "Be alert. If Ye Xuan is right, the Black Team's attack will come soon..."    

    

Before she could finish her words, the sounds of wind breaking rang out. Everyone raised their heads and looked over, only to see nine figures dashing over. Judging from their clothing, they did indeed belong to the Black Division.    

    

"They really did come." Yao Ling's expression became serious as she muttered to herself. Then, she quickly walked out of the camp. Zhao Hua and the others followed closely behind without any delay.    

    

"It's great to have friends from afar." When Wang Yong led his men and stopped a hundred meters away from the Red Team, Qian Ming shouted at them.    

    

Hearing Qian Ming's greeting, Wang Yong and the rest were slightly stunned. The former then let out a laugh, "Oh, the other side's mood is pretty good. It seems like they are in a good mood."    

    

Qian Ming said, "Good, good, good. Definitely good. A guest has come. How could it not be good?"    

    

Wang Yong said, "Yes, it's quite beautiful, but I'm not a customer."    

    

Qian Ming: "No matter if it's guests or enemies, we warmly welcome them."    

    

Wang Yong said, "Heh, not bad, you really know how to speak …" Aren't you surprised at our arrival? "    

    

Qian Ming: "I'm not surprised. We've already guessed it already."    

    

Wang Yong said, "Oh, that's true. As long as they aren't idiots, they should be able to figure it out."    

    

After speaking, he did not wait for Qian Ming to respond. Wang Yong looked around, then looked at the crowd and smiled: "You guys have quite a lot of people, but it's not enough for me to look at. Where's Xian Xiaoguo? Why don't you come out and welcome me?"    

    

"Xian Xiaoguo, he said that he was a bit tired, so he went to sleep." As Wang Yong spoke, Qian Ming nodded and said, "We are indeed not enough for you to see. Why don't you wait for Xian Xiaoguo to wake up?"    

    

Sleepy? Xian Xiaoguo went to sleep?    

    

Wait, until Xian Xiaoguo wakes up?    

    

The heck, are those the words of a human? Why don't you tell me to wait until the mission is over and let you guys win?    

    

The corner of Wang Yong's mouth twitched. He glared fiercely at Qian Ming and said, "Hurry up and get Xian Xiaoguo out. Otherwise, I'll start fighting immediately."    

    

"Yes, yes, yes. Hurry up and call Xian Xiaoguo out. Otherwise, even if you two are tied together, it won't be enough for Brother Chen to slap him." As soon as Wang Yong finished his sentence, the team member he brought followed up.    

    

"Of course, it's fine if Xian Xiaoguo doesn't come out, but I don't think you should fight. Fighting hurts a lot, and it's nice …" You fellows should just surrender. "    

    

"Hahaha, you brat, you're quite the loser. To make someone admit defeat before even fighting, do you think they know anything? If this were to spread, wouldn't others laugh their teeth off?"    

    

At this time, Wang Yong looked at his teammate and laughed: "Aren't you slapping their face unless they really don't care about their face? Hahaha."