Fang fan couldn't help but want to laugh directly

The words of the blood venerable don't match his image

But I can see it's really true!

Fang fan thought to himself, then nodded silently, and the smile on the corners of his mouth gradually became more and more.

Li Mu, the spiritual sword force of Tianlang sword sect, who was blocked in the distance, clenched his teeth and was full of resentment!

If I could beat you, I would have attacked!

I just can't do you. That's why I've been so timid!

Don't hit people in the face!

As soon as you say that, how can I answer it?

"It hurts..."

"This sword is killing me!"

"Li Mujian Zun, come... Come and save me! Kill this Fang fan quickly! Revenge!"

"Li Mujian Zun! Hurry up! What are you waiting for?"

"Wait any longer, the cauliflower will be cold!"

Dugu aojian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, took a deep breath and his face gradually became extremely distorted.

While talking, I feel full of resentment!

At this moment, the indignation in my heart is like the essence!

Li Mu, the spirit sword power of Tianlang sword sect in the distance, clenched his teeth and looked angry. His eyes looked more disgusted at Dugu Aotian's sword.

Things without eyesight!

Don't you see the complexity of the situation now? Just yell! If I can rush to kill Fang fan, I will go! Don't you see anyone blocking it now?

This is the holy land of death. The blood venerable in the palace of death is so famous that it should be so easy to deal with!

Li Mu, the spiritual sword power of Tianlang sword sect, is in a dilemma at the moment.

Rush, you can't break the interception circle of the sword master.

If you just leave like this, it seems that you also have some slaps in the face

Meanwhile, Dugu Aotian's sword was crying.

This cry makes people very upset!

"Vice governor! Please do justice for the sword of Tianlang sword sect!"

"The sword of our Tianlang sword sect was broken in public and treated so cruelly that Guangming university can't sit idly by!"

Li Mu, the spiritual sword power of Tianlang sword sect, suddenly raised his head and immediately asked for help from Xue Wanren, the deputy head of Guangming University.

This is the current way to break the game.

Xue Wanren has long been concerned about the situation here, but he really doesn't want to take care of it

He can know what happened without looking at such a trivial matter!

But now they have been named, so it's hard to refuse.

After all, Langjian sect is one of the three top authentic and first-class forces in the holy land of the sky. It still needs to give face.

"Fang fan, you just won the first place in the freshman assessment. Why did you break the arms of other students?"

"And he's still doing it directly on the University square. What's the reason?"

"Don't you know that I'm about to issue awards for your top ten examiners?"

Xue Wanren, the deputy head of Guangming University, turned black and said helplessly.

He was tired of this wave after wave!

"Vice governor! Vice governor!"

"You must help me do justice!"

"I'm too hard!"

"Woo woo... You didn't see it just now. This Fang fan is really cruel. He just... Just broke my arm!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"Vice governor, please kill him directly and make an example!"

"Only in this way can we highlight the rigorous atmosphere of the University!"

Dugu aojian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, roared and complained with blood and tears.