The Three Realms of Super Students

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In the end, his elaborate "Fatal Strike" failed to gain any benefit from Zhang Xiaofan's hands!

"Stop it for me!"

After Li Qianyuan's figure fell to the ground, he was in a hurry to speak to the Han.

Watching it with all eyes, this golden flying sword has more than half of his Chi Youtang elite children slaughtered.

"Oh?"

"You let me stop ?!"

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan sneered gradually.

However, I saw that the flying sword controlled by Zhang Xiaofan's spirit not only did not have the intention to slow down, but its speed suddenly accelerated.

The disciples did not have any power to fight back, only Zhang Xiaofan's flying sword was harvested in the fear, and one harvested his life!

"Shoot-!!!"

"Aging has lived for hundreds of years and has never seen you as cold-blooded and indifferent to life."

"Today, if the old man doesn't cut you, it will be China in the future. A great disaster for the cultivation world!"

Looking at the relentless Zhang Xiaofan, Li Qianyuan was furious, a pair of old eyes were faintly spitting out fire, gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

"Hehehe ..."

"When you really have such ability, it's not too late to talk about it."

"However, in my eyes you seem to be just a dying man, and you still have the whim to bark in front of the deity? Funny, funny!"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled scornfully. He never put Li Qianyuan in his eyes from beginning to end.

"Shuzi, do you really think that there is no one in Emperor Russia? You can take the lead in the world by yourself?"

"Today, the old is going to kill the world and kill you, the cold-blooded devil who treats human life like grass and mustard!"

Li Qianyuan was righteous, pointing his finger at Zhang Xiaofan, scolding angrily, said.

"Noise!"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't bother to follow Li Qianyuan's nonsense anymore. If he wanted to play a teacher of righteousness, Zhang Xiaofan wouldn't care about it.

Since ancient times, the king has defeated the king. Zhang Wutian dared to fight the Emperor in the Far East Theater of Russia alone, and went to battle for three thousand miles. He once served as a million division!

After that, he was the city of King's Thousand Peaks, forcing the Emperor, Russia's elder emperor, to bow down in front of him!

What is justice and evil in this world?

All of this is not important at all. The so-called history books are written by the victors. They have a dream forever, but between your applause, you can wipe them out!

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Li Qianyuan with cold eyes, and the purple thunder lighted up and down all around him, and a thundering howling sound of ‘craps .....’, thousands of arcs wrapped Zhang Xiaofan around him.

At this moment, this man is like the God of Thunder!

Seeing this, Li Qianyuan's complexion has become more dignified than ever.

There is no doubt that Zhang Xiaofan's power is far beyond his extremely limited imagination!

The power of the thunder this week, and the golden flying sword that crosses the clouds.

All of this has completely exceeded his perception!

Now, Li Qianyuan is no longer confident, is he really Zhang Xiaofan's opponent?

"White robe, red robe, don't hurry to help me!"

Li Qianyuan screamed loudly, watching Zhang Xiaofan's soaring fighting force in front of him, so he could not help feeling a little nervous.

Chiyoutang's white robe elders and red robe elders ...

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