Chapter 1520

"Have you had enough?"

Haotian Pavilion Dharma protector Beilin trembled his lips, clenched his hands tightly, and his thoughts took off directly. At the moment, his anger and killing intention are like essence!

He wants to charge out! He wants to take this as the way to kill! He wants to kill!

This sense of resentment accumulated in his heart and made him lose his heart for a time.

"What? You have a problem?"

"Shouldn't I hit you?"

"I am the Lord and you are the servant!"

Hao meteorite, the son of the Lord of Haotian Pavilion, sneered and another big ear scraper slapped him

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At the moment, there were actually two slapping sounds... The scene was once very surprised, and the people's eyes gathered here. At the moment, it seemed a little confused and at a loss

"How dare you hit me?"

"You hit me?"

"Beilin! How dare you!"

Feeling the excitement of his face, Haotian, the son of the head of Haotian Pavilion, was stunned... Then he began to shout like a bitch.

"Hum! I'm just warning you! Don't push an inch!"

"It's true that you are the son of the pavilion Lord, but how much did the pavilion Lord spend on you?"

"A collateral young master who doesn't even have the qualification to compete for the position of cabinet leader, don't you have points in mind?"

"Also, I'm not your slave! I'm the Dharma protector of Haotian Pavilion! You're not qualified to teach me!"

"If I hadn't planned for you these years, you would be a waste! How dare you run wild in front of me? Do you deserve it?"

Haotian Pavilion Dharma protector Beilin said as his eyes gradually became cold.

Put your hands together in front, which is full of warning.

Haometeor shivered his lips for a while. He wanted to continue to vent, but finally chose silence.

Although Beilin's words are not pleasant to hear, I have to admit that this is indeed the truth.

Facing the facts, he can only accept it reluctantly.

……

"Finished?"

"The fight is over?"

"Capable of fighting?"

Fang fan, carrying the four-star holy sword, has been watching the play for a long time.

Looking at the way these two guys beat each other, it doesn't feel like it.

I haven't found it before. Is it so fun?

"Hum!"

"How dare you laugh at Ben Shao?"

"What qualifications do you have for having fewer jokes?"

"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have?"

"Northern forest Dharma protector! Kill him for me!"

"Haotian Pavilion cultivator! Charge me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Hao meteorite, the son of the Lord of Haotian Pavilion, turned red. He knew that the killing was inevitable. In that case, it would conflict with his previous order to stop the war.

In order to give himself a step down, haometeorite directly stared at Fang fan, and then directed and acted a wave, which seemed domineering!

I have to say, posture does exist.

As for the others... Um... Not much to say.

At the moment, there are almost 200000 practitioners in Haotian Pavilion gathered in Jiangcheng!

Of course, only a small part of them are the real elite of Haotian Pavilion, that is, the so-called organized existence. The remaining tens of thousands were basically summoned by haometeorite and Beilin from all nationalities and planes.

Relatively speaking, being able to have a trained person in Haotian Pavilion naturally has a lot of combat power.

As for those young men who were recruited from all ethnic groups, we can only say that... They are not satisfactory and can barely be satisfied, but their combat effectiveness... Can only be said to be ordinary!

Under Fang fan's command, now the top ten legions, six heroes and four gods are ready for World War I!