Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

"Have you played enough?"

Beilin, the guardian of the Haotian Pavilion, trembling lips, clasped his hands tightly, his thoughts took off directly, the feeling of anger and killing intent in his heart at this moment was as real!

He wants to charge out! He wants to use this as a way to kill! He wants to kill him!

This feeling of resentment in his heart accumulates together, making him mad at one point.

"What? You have a great opinion?"

"I should hit you, isn't it right?"

"I am the lord, you are the servant!"

Hao Yu, the son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master, sneered, and another big ear scraping fan over...

Snapped……

Snapped……

What sounded at this moment was actually two slaps...The scene seemed shocking at one time, everyone's eyes gathered here, and it seemed a little dazed and at a loss...

"Do you dare to hit me?"

"You hit me?"

"Beilin! You are so brave!"

Feeling the excitement of his face, the son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master, Haomei, was instantly stunned... Then, like a shrew, he started yelling frantically.

"Huh! I just warn you! Don't get too far!"

"You are the son of the pavilion master, but how much thought has the pavilion master spent on you?"

"A collateral young master who doesn't even have the qualifications to compete for the position of pavilion master, doesn't he have any points in his heart?"

"Also, I am not your servant either! I am the Guardian of the Vast Sky Pavilion! You are not qualified to teach me!"

"If you didn't plan for you these years, you would be a trash! You dare to be rampant in front of me? Are you worthy?"

As the guardian of the Haotian Pavilion Beilin spoke, his eyes gradually became cold.

Put your hands together in front of you, the warning sign is full.

Haoyu trembles his lips, and trembles for a long time. He wanted to continue to vent, but finally chose silence.

Although Beilin's words were not pleasant, he had to admit that this was indeed a fact.

Faced with the facts, he could only helplessly accept it.

...

"Done?"

"The fight is over?"

"Able to fight?"

Fang Fan carried the four-star holy sword and stood by and watched the play for a long time.

Seeing these two guys beating each other, it didn't make sense.

I've never found out before, it's still so fun?

"Humph!"

"You dare to laugh at Ben Shao?"

"Why are you qualified to make fun of Ben Shao?"

"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have?"

"Guardian Beilin! Kill him for me!"

"Haotian Pavilion cultivator! Charge me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The son of the Haotian Pavilion pavilion master, Hao, his face turned red. He knew that this killing was a certain situation, and if that was the case, it would conflict with his previous order to stop the war.

In order to give herself a step down, Hao Yu directly stared at Fang Fan, and then directed and acted a wave, appearing domineering!

I have to say that the posture is indeed there.

As for the others... well... I can't say much.

There are almost 200,000 cultivators gathered in the Haotian Pavilion at this moment!

Of course, only a small part of them are the real elites of Haotian Pavilion, which is the so-called existence of organization. The remaining tens of thousands were basically summoned by Haoyu and Beilin from various races and planes.

Relatively speaking, the ability to have a cultivator in the Haotian Pavilion is naturally very powerful.

As for those young men recruited from various races and planes, I can only say...beyond expectations, barely satisfactory, but combat power...can only be said to be ordinary!

Under Fang Fan's command, the top ten legions, six heroes, and four **** pets are all ready to fight!