Chapter 2471
Bai Piao immediately instigated him on one side. With an excited look on his face, he didn't know how much injustice he had suffered.
Fang fan didn't bother to say much and rushed directly to the eighth floor
"Go away!"
"My gold Lord dares to catch it?"
"Who gave you the courage?"
Fang fan's eyes looked forward, and he was killing in his eyes when he spoke!
I can see several familiar people in front of me
First class Light Alliance Temple God son zuoqiu steps on the snow
Dugu aojian, the spirit sword of Tianlang sword sect
……
The contradiction between them and Fang fan is the deepest. Naturally, they want to do things most at the moment.
"Fang fan, you... You can dominate the ninth floor. Can you manage the affairs of the eighth floor?"
First, the God son zuoqiu of the temple of the alliance of light took a deep breath in the snow, and then came forward with an unhappy face and said.
He thinks he can't be counselled!
If this is counselled, it will really be beaten in the face!
Can you stand it?
"So?"
"Are you not going to let go of my gold owner?"
"That's what I mean, that's the attitude?"
Fang fan shrugged and said with a smile on his face.
"I..."
Zuo Qiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, stepped on the snow and clenched his teeth with hatred. His eyes twinkled with a different look. At this moment, the sense of anger in his heart is particularly real
After all, I was beaten by Fang fan before. It hasn't been long before. Now there is still a psychological shadow
"Zuoqiu God son, you can't counselle!"
"You are our spiritual leader!"
"We must rectify this Fangfan!"
"If we don't have many people on the ninth floor, we can hold him back..."
Dugu aojian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, spoke with a different light in his eyes. At this moment, he was immediately excited.
He wants revenge!
He has long wanted to kill Fang fan.
He won't miss any chance
But if you go directly, the risk factor is a little high
So we need an iron han to try the water first.
Dugu aojian, the soul sword force of Tianlang sword sect, thought about this in his heart, and then nodded silently.
"Lord son of God, what a noble position you have in our mind!"
"Before, it was only because of this Fang fan's sneak attack that he won a game!"
"You are the son of a great saint. Can you advise?"
"You have an incomparable glorious position in our mind..."
Dugu aojian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, spoke affectionately, and the more he said, the more excited he became.
Anyway, you can say whatever sounds good
Zuoqiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, was still a little empty, but now he was excited by Dugu Aotian's sword... He was full of vitality!
I'm afraid of a hammer!
Catch it and do it!
"Fang fan!"
"Kneel down!"
"The son of God told you to kneel down! Do you hear me?"
"The son of God represents the gods of light!"
Zuoqiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, stepped on the snow with his head held high and his posture held high.
Fang fan: "
Another fool.
Fang fan strides forward and a big ear scraper fans him
Pa
After the loud slap in the face, Zuo Qiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, fell directly to the side when stepping on the snow. Fang fan pulled the gold Lord Zhao Wei back by the way.
"Thank you... Thank you, boss Fang fan!"
"Big brother Fang fan, this is my 100 million star core. I... I want to go up. It's too dangerous below!"
Zhao Wei took a deep breath and hurriedly followed.
Fang fan didn't bother to say much and rushed directly to the eighth floor
"Go away!"
"My gold Lord dares to catch it?"
"Who gave you the courage?"
Fang fan's eyes looked forward, and he was killing in his eyes when he spoke!
I can see several familiar people in front of me
First class Light Alliance Temple God son zuoqiu steps on the snow
Dugu aojian, the spirit sword of Tianlang sword sect
……
The contradiction between them and Fang fan is the deepest. Naturally, they want to do things most at the moment.
"Fang fan, you... You can dominate the ninth floor. Can you manage the affairs of the eighth floor?"
First, the God son zuoqiu of the temple of the alliance of light took a deep breath in the snow, and then came forward with an unhappy face and said.
He thinks he can't be counselled!
If this is counselled, it will really be beaten in the face!
Can you stand it?
"So?"
"Are you not going to let go of my gold owner?"
"That's what I mean, that's the attitude?"
Fang fan shrugged and said with a smile on his face.
"I..."
Zuo Qiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, stepped on the snow and clenched his teeth with hatred. His eyes twinkled with a different look. At this moment, the sense of anger in his heart is particularly real
After all, I was beaten by Fang fan before. It hasn't been long before. Now there is still a psychological shadow
"Zuoqiu God son, you can't counselle!"
"You are our spiritual leader!"
"We must rectify this Fangfan!"
"If we don't have many people on the ninth floor, we can hold him back..."
Dugu aojian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, spoke with a different light in his eyes. At this moment, he was immediately excited.
He wants revenge!
He has long wanted to kill Fang fan.
He won't miss any chance
But if you go directly, the risk factor is a little high
So we need an iron han to try the water first.
Dugu aojian, the soul sword force of Tianlang sword sect, thought about this in his heart, and then nodded silently.
"Lord son of God, what a noble position you have in our mind!"
"Before, it was only because of this Fang fan's sneak attack that he won a game!"
"You are the son of a great saint. Can you advise?"
"You have an incomparable glorious position in our mind..."
Dugu aojian, the sword of the spirit sword force of Tianlang sword sect, spoke affectionately, and the more he said, the more excited he became.
Anyway, you can say whatever sounds good
Zuoqiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, was still a little empty, but now he was excited by Dugu Aotian's sword... He was full of vitality!
I'm afraid of a hammer!
Catch it and do it!
"Fang fan!"
"Kneel down!"
"The son of God told you to kneel down! Do you hear me?"
"The son of God represents the gods of light!"
Zuoqiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, stepped on the snow with his head held high and his posture held high.
Fang fan: "
Another fool.
Fang fan strides forward and a big ear scraper fans him
Pa
After the loud slap in the face, Zuo Qiu, the God son of the first-class Light Alliance temple, fell directly to the side when stepping on the snow. Fang fan pulled the gold Lord Zhao Wei back by the way.
"Thank you... Thank you, boss Fang fan!"
"Big brother Fang fan, this is my 100 million star core. I... I want to go up. It's too dangerous below!"
Zhao Wei took a deep breath and hurriedly followed.