Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times

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Haoyu's face was facing the ground, there was a wave of cordial contact between his face and the ground, and his face was instantly soaked in blood...

He turned his head and looked at the existence on the high seat with a puzzled face. He didn't quite understand why he should be treated like this!

What about the feelings of blood kinship he had just felt? Are these all fake? Is everything a joke?

No... definitely not so!

Haoyu trembling lips, he wanted an explanation.

"waste!"

"I lost all the face of Haotian Pavilion!"

"As a person of the Haotian Pavilion, he was ambushed in a lower third-class galaxy, and the entire army was wiped out!"

"This time my Haotian Pavilion is even more because you have become a joke for the entire Qingtian Sanctuary!"

"Why didn't Wu Peng come back with you? How did you make it like this?"

On the high seat, Haohong, the pavilion master of the Haotian Pavilion, was talking, his eyes flashed with cold light, and his words showed endless resentment.

This will to hate iron but not steel is extremely real.

"My father, the great protector of Wu Peng is greedy and advances, and the whole army is defeated!"

Haoyu gritted his teeth. Although he suffered endless humiliation at this moment, he knew he had to endure!

In front of this one, he counts nothing!

son? Blood relationship? In this eyes, I am afraid I have never cared about it!

Otherwise, why would you be so cold to him? Come up with two big ear scrapers and a kick? Anyway, he didn't feel any so-called family affection...

Some are full of disappointments!

"The whole army is defeated?"

"waste!"

"Where is Wu Peng? Let him get me back and die!"

The pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion, Hao Hong, was taken aback for a moment, and then a furious expression appeared on his face. Even if I slapped the face once, I slapped it again? Does this put him in the eye? Can this be tolerated? How can you stand it if you don't peel it off?

Haohong, the master of the Haotian Pavilion, thought this way, and the color of anger on his face increased.

"My father, he is dead! Beheaded by a human cultivator!"

"I have reminded him that the human race is extraordinary and can't be greedy, but he has to accept your order and has to kill him. I can't stop it."

Haoyu straightened her waist, her eyes gradually becoming cold.

After so much, his temperament has changed a lot.

If it was before, I'm afraid I would just kneel on the ground regardless of the three or seventy-one?

It's like right now, dare to continue to use a few more...

"The whole army is defeated, why don't you die?"

Haohong, the master of the Haotian Pavilion, said coldly, his eyes appearing very cold.

Haoyu's body trembled slightly...Is this his father? The hero in his mind? Now he can be sure that all the so-called family affection he has felt before are all bullshit...

In other words, there is no such feeling at all, it is all my own foresight!

"Assemble the elite of the Haotian Pavilion! Follow me to level this human plane! How can my Haotian Pavilion suffer such insults?"

"I don't believe it anymore! A small force in a small galaxy dare to touch the scales of my Haotian Pavilion!"

Haohong, the master of the Haotian Pavilion, gave a cold cry, and the whole scene gradually fell into silence, and everyone's gazes also fell...

"Pavilion Master, don't you think everything is too weird?"

"Do you really believe that the forces in a weak galaxy can kill Wu Peng's Great Guardian?"

"Haha...Is this some conspiracy and tricks of our old opponents?"

"Or, it was deliberately aimed at our Haotian Pavilion..."

"After all... the battle of gods is about to start!"