"Dugu aojian! What are you talking about?"
"Why are we so willing to degenerate?"
"And dare to be rude to my master?"
Yan Xi, the sword girl of Tianlang sword sect, immediately stared and said something, gritting her teeth incisively and vividly.
To say other things, Yan Xi can bear it, but she must not involve her own master!
In his eyes, Fang fan is the supreme existence!
"Dugu aojian, you've gone too far!"
"Shut up if you can't speak!"
Jianzi langtianya, the Tianjian force of Tianlang sword sect, also said angrily.
Although they are all from Tianlang sword sect, both langtianya and Yan Xi belong to Tianjian force, and Dugu aojian belongs to Lingjian force.
Among the Tianlang sword sect, it is undeniable that the spirit sword force is stronger, but it does not mean that their Tianjian force will be willing to be humiliated!
"Master?"
"You call him master?"
"Why do you do this to yourself?"
"You really don't want to be shy, do you?"
"How can you say that she is also a sword girl of Tianlang sword sect and recognizes a third-class Holy Land guy as a master?"
"You really threw the face of our Tianlang sword sect into the sky!"
Dugu aojian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, said something. Then he covered his chest with his left hand and pointed to Fang fan with his right hand. He laughed happily and tears were about to flow out.
Fang fan stood where he was, his eyes silent.
"Take your fingers away. Your elders didn't teach you not to point your fingers at others?"
"Besides, Yan Xi is my apprentice. You just scolded him and apologized."
Fang fan's mouth was slightly raised, and his eyes glittered with sharp light while talking.
He felt that he had spoken very politely.
"Apologize?"
"You asked Ben Jianzi to apologize?"
"Who do you really think you are? Don't let me point a finger at you?"
"Do you really think my Tianlang sword sect is a bunch of soft guys? Do you think I will be as respectful to you as that fool at langtianya?"
"What!"
"What if I just point at you?"
"To tell you the truth, I'll not only point my finger at you, but also kill you!"
"You're not even a fart in front of me. I can kill you as I want!"
"What are you looking at me for?"
"Not satisfied?"
"Still want to compete?"
"I'll fan you today..."
Dugu Aotian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, laughed and then waved his right hand to fight Fang fan.
The coldness on Fang fan's face became more and more
This guy obviously wants to find fault at this time and embarrass him at this time.
If he can slap the leader of the freshman assessment in public, he will be completely famous!
Fang fan's mouth quietly reveals a touch of evil smile
It's all here!
Fang fan holds his fists and his killing intention gathers in his eyes
"Share the power of God!"
Fang fan secretly drank in his heart, and then directly transferred the power of God's pet hell three headed dog.
Hellhound Xiaotian is not only his God's pet, but also one of the God servants. At the critical moment, Fang fan can borrow his strength.
If Fang fan relied on his own combat power, it would be difficult to fight against Dugu aojian, the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect. No matter what he said, this guy is also the peak of the four-star Holy Land!