"I want to let you know the consequences that anger me ~"

"Are you mentally handicapped?" Ye Fan interrupted before Wang Miao had finished speaking.

"So much nonsense, isn't it mental retardation?"

Hey ~ Everyone feels like to vomit blood and fight with this guy, that really tests the quality of the heart!

Wang Miao was going to be "forced" by him. He first pressed him to the ground to shoot, and now he scolds him for his mental retardation. Can he fight well?

"Ah, this is you" forcing "me, blood gas condensed beast!" Wang Miao's blood boiled all over her body, and a plume of blood mist floated, so that a fiery red python condensed on top of her head.

"The blood gas condenses the beast, he has actually condensed the beast form, and it is finished!"

"Ye Fan is already at the end of his crossbow. I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand the attack of the opponent!"

If the strong man in the land is assisted by unique exercises, he can condense a powerful beast soul with his own blood. More sophisticated array mage, can do blood gas array.

The moment they saw the blood beast, everyone's hearts were half cold. I am afraid Ye Fan's heyday may not be its opponent.

Above the battleship, with a disdain in sneer, he said, "The disciples of Hanyue Island are still better than Beihangong. I'll go. What's that?"

Before the words are finished, the face is "white" with no intention.

I saw behind the back of Ye Fan, a ghost image of a blue "color" martial spirit emerged, and a powerful spirit radiated.

Under the shroud of this martial spirit, everyone had the urge to kneel and surrender.

Wu Hun!

Ye Fan, a disciple of Beihan Palace, martial arts condensed!

"Hell, isn't that true? Outsiders can also gather Wuhun?"

"He will be the first person from now on!"

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"The evil spirit is really too evil evil, the pride of the North Winter Palace."

Shadow Kill and Elder Xu Qing are both "forced", they thought they saw Ye Fan's true strength, but now it seems that the evil spirit of this son is far beyond expectation.

"Elder, good vision! With more protection, this son should be able to become the existence of Zongmen Shengzi." Ying Sha said.

"Holy Son? You look down on him so much, I want to make him a presence beyond me!"

Wang Miao's face was all white, and she was startled, "How can you?"

"You, you, you ghost, shoot me!" The Wuhun behind Ye Fan reached out and patted down directly, crushing Wang Miao's beast soul directly.

Slap him and slap him into the pit again.

I got a big groove, this Nima is too powerful and too violent! It was ruthless crushing.

At this moment, Ye Fan's image grew instantly in the hearts of everyone.

"The garbage on Hanyue Island will come by one Lao Tzu in the future. You are such an inferior product," color ", dare to call yourself the Son? Lao Tzu today tells you what is power!

Ye Fan stepped out and stepped on Wang Miao's chest. The next moment, Xian Xianjian was close to Wang Miao's neck.

"Thief, how dare you! He is the Holy Son of Hanyue Island, do you want to go to war?"

"Come to the old man!" Unintentionally exuding a strong coercion, he immediately shoved everyone up.

In the face of absolute power, they can only surrender. Alas, this Wang Miao seems to be dead today.

But the disciples are not convinced. Why can others bully them and not allow them to resist?

"Releasing Ben Shengzi, you **** is not worth killing Ben Shengzi." Wang Miao shouted loudly, with the unintentional elders shot, who would dare to touch him with a "hair"?

Ye Fan's eyes suddenly became cold and he smiled: "Do you think he can keep you? Intellectually impaired!"

With a flick of his wrist, a sword flashed, Wang Miao's head fell off.