"Are you talking about Haotian Pavilion Beilin and Haoyu?"

Fang Fan showed a strange look on his face, and then asked.

"Of course! How can it be?"

"How can you be qualified to shout the names of the guardian of the Northern Forest in the Haotian Pavilion and Master Haoyu? It's beyond your ability! It's unreasonable!"

While speaking, Ying Tian, ​​the leader of the Holy Heaven Alliance, showed a flushing expression on his face, as if he was addicted to being a slave.

Fang Fan curled his mouth, then pulled from behind...a human form gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Then he beckoned again, and a great head appeared in front of everyone.

The head is from the Haotian Pavilion guardian Beilin.

As for that person... Naturally he is the son of the Haotian Pavilion master in a state of fear...

"Master Haoyu, you...how did you become like this..."

"Guardian of the Northern Forest...This is the Guardian of the Northern Forest..."

"You...you are crazy! You killed the guardian of Beilin? Imprisoned Master Hao Meteo?"

"You...you are frantic!"

"Do you know what you are doing?"

"Huh...huhuhu...really crazy...madman!"

While speaking, Ying Tian, ​​the leader of the Holy Heaven Alliance, went backwards madly, cold sweat spread all over his forehead, and an expression of endless horror appeared in his eyes.

His biggest reliance is gone.

Protector of Beilin... That was a hint of the supreme power in his eyes! Now the head is cut off.

Master Haoyu... That is the son of the master of the Haotian Pavilion! The status is noble in thousands of planes, and at this moment, it is like a dead dog, letting Fang Fan play tricks.

Compared with the identities of these two, what is he worth? clown? Yes, it's a clown at best!

Ying Tian, ​​the leader of the Holy Heaven Alliance, no longer hesitated, and then turned and fled frantically.

Here...can't stay any longer!

He doesn't want to die!

"come back!"

Fang Fan glanced at Ying Tian, ​​the leader of the Holy Heaven Alliance who was fleeing, and then beckoned slightly.

"what……"

"It hurts... don't..."

The faster Ying Tian, ​​the leader of the Holy Heaven Alliance, runs, the tighter the thin line around his neck, and the stronger the suffocation, until the end, causing him to collapse instantly.

This kind of pain is not something ordinary people can bear.

In the end, he could only start walking back obediently, and only in this way could his pain gradually decrease.

"Fang Fan... let me go... let me go!"

"Sage Emperor Zi Ling, please help me plead! Please plead!"

"Qin Hai! Don't you know Fang Fan? Help me! Help me!"

The gaze of the leader of the Holy Heaven Alliance scanned the surroundings, and at this moment he could only cast a net everywhere for rescue.

In the words, the whole body was trembling, and in his eyes, the light of fear flickered, and the sense of fear at this moment made him instantly numb and mad.

"I am no longer the holy emperor of the Holy Heaven Alliance! I am the palace owner of the Purple Ling Palace! I am a cultivator of the Human Palace!"

Zi Ling glanced at Ying Tian, ​​the lord of the Holy Heaven Alliance, indifferently, looking very indifferent.

When she was squeezed out of the Holy Heaven Alliance at first, no one had interceded for her.

As for Qin Hai, he silently shut his mouth and never said a word from beginning to end.

He is very aware of the seriousness of this matter. Although he and Fang Fan have some friendship, he still knows right and wrong.

"Say, who participated in the leaks and reports!"

Fang Fan's sword rested on Ying Tian's neck, his expression indifferent.

"I...I can't say..."

"Unless...unless you promise me and I let me go, otherwise I can't say it!"

"Hahaha! As long as you let me go..."

Click...

The voice of Ying Tian, ​​the lord of the Holy Heaven Alliance, just fell, and his head was already on the ground.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like