"Is it interesting for you to force yourself like this?"
Jiang Ping An was unable to resist and stared angrily at the fox demon who was eating him.
"It's interesting. I just like seeing the expression of grievance, anger, and despair on your face."
"If you cry again, I will be even more excited!"
Ji Fei tore open Jiang Ping An's clothes and ran his slender fingers across this powerful body.
His breathing increased uncontrollably, and water seemed to drip from his charming eyes.
Just when Jiang Ping An was about to be taken down, Sound Transmission Talisman shouted angrily from Ji Fei's waist.
"I don't agree with Jiang Ping An becoming my teacher Saint Child!"
"Jiang Ping An is not the person taught by our Gods and Devils at all. Why let him be Saint Child? My son is the most suitable candidate."
The meeting began, and the speakers were Demon God Sect, the great elder, Mo Chong, and Mo Clan, a member of the three major factions.
A Wu Clan senior executive said, "I don't think so. Now, Demon God Sect's front line has been defeated, many geniuses have been killed, and their momentum has been greatly reduced."
"I don't want to say more about the influence of momentum. Letting Jiang Ping An join will definitely increase the momentum. He has a very strong fighting ability. Letting him join the battle can relieve the pressure on me, Demon God Sect."
Mo Chong immediately retorted, "Jiang Ping An is an outsider. For the sake of a little fighting power, let an outsider be Saint Child? Are we, Demon God Sect, losing face?"
Ji Fei touched Jiang Ping An's chest and sneered at Sound Transmission Talisman, "Face? Northern Region has almost been lost by us, so what kind of face do you have?"
"When Northern Region really falls, where do you want to go? Do you think other domains will allow us, Demon God Sect, to go over and seize their territory?"
"Now, what I, Demon God Sect, have to do is to keep my current territory. Even if I can't win the war, I can't lose my territory again."
Mo Chong's cold voice continued from Sound Transmission Talisman, "What is the use of a Jiang Ping An? To put it more seriously, he is equivalent to an ordinary Refining Void monk and has little impact on the battlefield."
"Ah, yes, yes, Jiang Ping An is useless, Eastern Sea Anti-Demon Army is protecting the coast, it has nothing to do with Jiang Ping An."
Ji Fei started to get angry, "Great Qian Dynasty's battle was not a battle between Jiang Ping An and Grand Ancestor Crocodile."
"It would be best to let your son be elected Saint Child. Your son Mo Bufan will definitely be able to face millions of strong men of the same level without fear. One person can sweep all the strong men in a realm. He can also Easy Crushing face the top geniuses Devil Race."
As soon as Ji Fei said this, some of the elders who still wanted to elect their own people to be Saint Child shut their mouths obediently to avoid being affected by Ji Fei's yin and yang.
Mo Chong was obviously angry and raised his voice. "This is war, not about who is stronger individually. The battlefield is about strategy and tactics."
"My son Mo Bufan has studied hundreds of military books since he was a child. He has memorized many classic battles by heart. He knows how to use troops to fight and how to achieve the greatest victory with the least loss."
"Can he Jiang Ping An understand the art of war? Does he know how to lead an army to fight? Does he know how to deploy troops?"
Ji Fei smiled disdainfully, "In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are just fancy."
"Jiang Ping An is directly invincible, killing until the same level is feared, killing until the same level is dead, and killing until the enemy's mentality collapses."
"Your son worked hard to design and kill a master, but Jiang Ping An was just a few punches away."
Ji Fei's words were full of contempt for Mo Chong's son.
"Ji Fei!"
Mo Chong, whose voice was being retorted, was trembling, and he could no longer suppress his anger.
"No matter how strong Jiang Ping An is, he is just an outsider after all. Letting an outsider be Saint Child is something Demon God Sect has never done before. We must not break the rules!"
"Who said Jiang Ping An is an outsider?"
Ji Fei touched Jiang Ping An's chest, smelled his scent greedily, and said leisurely:
"You don't know, he has always been my adopted son and my Demon God Sect person."
Mo Chong: "..."
Senior executives. "..."
Do you dare to be more fake?
What is the relationship between Jiang Ping An and you?
"Who is your..." Jiang Ping An was about to speak in retort when Ji Fei's fingers grabbed his tongue.
Ji Fei lay on Jiang Ping An's chest, his red lips close to Jiang Ping An's ear, and whispered, "If you dare to talk too much, I will bite off your tongue."
Mo Chong was extremely angry, "It's useless to argue here, let's just compete and see the real results on the battlefield."
"I am sending my son Mo Bufan, and you are sending Jiang Ping An. Whoever drives back the enemies on their respective battlefields a hundred thousand miles first will be Saint Child. How dare you?"
They Demon God Sect are being besieged by Devil Race and are still at war.
"Let's compete. We have returned to Northern Region and will be on the battlefield soon."
Ji Fei responded easily, but his face was full of solemnity, because the other party's son Mo Bufan was indeed very good at commanding.
"See you on the battlefield!"
Mo Chong left a word coldly and then lost his voice.
Turning off Sound Transmission Talisman, the anger on Mo Chong's face suddenly disappeared without a trace, and even a smile appeared.
Mo Chong looked at an elegant man wearing white clothes next to him, "Feifan, how are you preparing?"
This elegant man is Mo Bufan, the son of the great elder Mo Chong.
Mo Bufan smiled and said, "Flame Demon Bird has agreed to retreat a hundred thousand miles, just waiting for a show and pretending to fight. They will retreat in three days."
The smile on Mo Chong's face became even brighter.
In fact, when he was so angry during the meeting, he was all acting, and his purpose was for the final bet.
If it were proposed that son Mo Bufan should directly become Saint Child, other people in the Demon God Sect would definitely not agree.
But if you defeat Jiang Ping An, an outstanding talent, it will be different and you will become justifiable.
This is a psychological strategy.
Mo Chong spent some money and gave the Flame Demon Bird family a great benefit by accompanying them in a play.
After the two sides pretended to fight for three days, Flame Demon Bird would retreat, thus showing the strong side of his son Mo Bufan.
Wu Clan and Nine-Tailed Fox will definitely not think of this move. When they fight Devil Race with all their lives, they will find that his son has already won.
This Saint Child position must belong to his son Mo Bufan!
On the other side, Ji Fei was deep in thought while touching Jiang Ping An's chest.
"Mo Chong That old fox must have some confidence in proposing this bet."
"It is very difficult to repel Devil Race one hundred thousand miles away. It requires Wu Clan and our Nine-Tailed Fox family to unite."
This battle seems to be a competition between Jiang Ping An and Mo Chong, but it is actually a battle between different factions.
The battlefield is a melee of a group of people. Jiang Ping An can play a role, but it shouldn't be too big.
But Ji Fei never expected that Mo Clan would directly negotiate with Devil Race.
In just three days, Mo Clan will win directly.
"Boom~"
Flying Boat suddenly shook violently, and Jiang Ping An bumped into Ji Fei's arms, almost accidentally tearing off the fabric in front of him.
"Madam! Oops, Devil Race enemy attack!"
Soon, a maid with a fox tail opened the door in a panic, her face full of horror.
Ji Fei's pupils suddenly shrank, and he quickly tore open the void and came outside Flying Boat.
Flying Boat was surrounded by a group of green wolves with wings, a dense mass that covered the sky and the sun.
These green wolves are tall, with a pair of black wings similar to bats, blue-glazed eyes, and muscular limbs.
They bared their teeth, their saliva drooled from the foul smell, and their bodies were surrounded by evil Demonic Qi.
The maid next to Ji Fei bit her lip, fear appearing on her face.
"Madam, they seem to be the elite team of the Shadow Azure Demon Wolf family!"
I didn't expect such bad luck. As soon as I came back, I met the Shadow Azure Demon Wolf family. This is the top Devil Race family with extremely strong combat power.
Not only that, judging from the aura of this group of guys, they are still a top elite team.
The Azure Demon Wolf here are all top-notch beings at the same level.
There are very few people on Nine-Tailed Fox's side, so there will definitely be huge sacrifices this time.
"It turns out to be the Nine-Tailed Fox clan. It's your misfortune to encounter us. You should go find a fortune teller when you go out."
The leading Shadow Azure Demon Wolf stared at Ji Fei greedily, "As expected of the nine-tailed Demon Race, you are so beautiful. Don't worry, I will let you reach your peak before you die."
"I'm sorry to tell you that none of you can escape!"