Chapter 845： Next time, I will kill you!

The storm ended in this way. Although it was a bit unexpected, everyone could accept it.

May I ask this entire Seven Star Sect, what can be hidden from the Master?

The battle between Chen Fan and Deng Jiuge must have been heard in his ears a long time ago, and now it is just a love of talent, and I can't bear to see the two young Tianjiao lose both.

With such thoughts, everyone breathed a sigh, secretly sighing that the sect is still for their good.

Guo Mingfeng didn't pay attention to the expressions of the disciples, took a deep look at Deng Jiuge, and after saying something for himself, he left.

And Deng Jiuge, at this time, was in extreme anger, and even his body trembled slightly.

He could kill Chen Fan in just one step, but the headmaster sent someone to stop him at this moment. What does this show?

They don't want Chen Fan to die, at least not now!

"Very well, I, Deng Jiuge, is so loyal to the sect, and now you want to cultivate wings to suppress me, very good!"

While roaring wildly in his heart, Deng Jiuge looked at Chen Fan again, the fierce light in his eyes still did not dissipate, and even grew stronger.

"I have to say, your fate is really big, and today there is a master instructor who will save you, but next time, do you have such luck?"

Facing Deng Jiuge's questioning, Chen Fan didn't care at all. With his wisdom, he could naturally think of all the reasons.

He and Deng Jiuge are nothing more than unintentionally becoming others' pawns.

Although my heart is unhappy, this is also something that cannot be avoided. You must know that a chess piece can sometimes overturn the person playing chess!

"Whether my fate is big or not, you will feel it in the future, say goodbye today, see you next time, Chen will definitely kill you!"

"Oh? Really?" Deng Jiuge best showed a mocking smile: "Then I'll wait for you to kill me, but you have to remember that it will fall into my hands next time, even if it’s a parent , Can't save you!"

Having said that, Deng Jiuge turned and flew away, his fierce eyes never disappeared.

As for Chen Fan, he took a sigh of relief and looked at the extremely injured tweets on the ground, with a touch of distress in his eyes.

"This time, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'm already dead, tweeted, thank you very much, next time I will take off Deng Jiuge's head and play for you!"

"Tweeted!"

Hearing this, the extremely injured tweeted, his expression was also hideous, and the two paws were constantly waving, and there was a chill!

In this way, with Hou Zhen's support, Chen Fan returned to his home to recover from his injuries, and on the other side, Guo Mingfeng also came to the Zongmen Hall again.

"Teacher, the matter is over. Although I temporarily prevented the two from fighting, the grudges are still there. I will meet again next time, I am afraid that no one can stop it!"

Zhao Wuchen is now drinking tea. After hearing the words, he fluttered down the tea cup and said without a word: "I didn't intend to stop the two from fighting, but Chen Fan's cultivation base is too low. Now fighting with Deng Jiuge is meaningless. At least you have to wait until evenly matched!"

"Mingfeng, originally there was a Deng Jiuge in my door, which is a good thing, but there is another Chen Fan, things are not right, once the two people develop peacefully, after a hundred years, my Seven Star Sect will never be peaceful!"

"Snapped!"

The teacup was suddenly thrown to the ground by Zhao Wuchen, a crisp sound resounding throughout the audience, hot tea splashing everywhere.

"So for the two of them, one of them must die, kill the weak and stay strong, is the development of a powerful sect!"