Chapter 702

With the integration of the outside world, many cities have disappeared.

This is a great loss to Yan Hua Zong, not to mention the patriarch. Even Lin Fan himself is very distressed.

These are all wealth.

Because of the external integration of a domain, who can bear it.

On this day, the distant world has changed.

Of course, I don't know, but I'm talking to Lin.

If that day's oracle was really the Oracle emperor of the church, it would be enough to show that the women took off and still had a great chance.

Xumi immortal body, listen to this name a bit overbearing.

Think of the other side that bumpy big fierce, he sighed very much, sure enough, big chest person, must have good fortune.

This is an eternal theorem.

"Teacher, someone is coming."

Lin Fan looked up and saw the void in the distance. There were two beams of light coming from the sky. The speed was very fast. It was obviously not a strong man in general.

"I'm calm. No matter who comes, are we still afraid?" Day must be calm, even if the other party can not do, but this face can not be lost.

"That's right, teacher. Don't say anything. Let's have a good meeting with each other and see what they want to do." Lin Fan stood up, and he couldn't wait.

I really want to know who is so iron and dare to come to yanhuazong. It's really fierce.

The disciples of the sect looked up and saw that the momentum from the distance was a bit unusual and strong. But who would it be in the present situation?

It is obvious to all that our elder martial brother Lin is so powerful. There is no one who wants to die.

Bang!

Bang!

Two figures appear.

Because it was so fast, when it stopped, the air exploded.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Tian must raise his head and ask about the origin of the other party.

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Lin Fan also called out: "didn't you two hear what my teacher asked you? Who are you? Tell me the truth. "

The man who came was the Lord of Yang Temple and the holy master of Changkong holy land.

They came here not to find trouble with yanhuazong, but to have a talk.

Qin Yitian, who is powerful to the extreme, has taught them how to be human beings. Even at a huge cost, zhizhiniao apologizes, which has made them heartache.

When they heard this, their faces changed instantly.

I want to yell at you, but I can't help it.

No matter what the relationship between Qin Yitian and yanhuazong is, they don't want to have a bad relationship with each other. Let's forget what happened before, and recognize tsara.

And this time I came here to redeem someone with the other party.

The strongest sons are all in the hands of others. If they do not redeem people, they can not accept it.

The loss is too heavy to bear.

"This seat is the Lord of the Yang Temple." The head of the hall has long hair and a firm face. The left half of the face seems to be swollen, which is not in harmony with the right face.

This was beaten by Qin Yitian.

"I am the Lord of the holy land of Changkong, Chen Zhuo."

Chen Zhuo was taught a lot by that guy. When the other party first arrived at the holy land of Changkong, he was very tough and fought with the other party directly. However, with his strength, he could not compete with the other party and was directly crushed to the ground by the other party. He had no temper at all.

Even, the strength of the other side, seriously hurt his heart, now think of it, all have lingering fear.

"Oh, it's you." Lin Fan ponders how they dare to come. Qin Feng's father has taught each other a lesson.

However, looking at each other's appearance, it seems that they are not looking for trouble. Otherwise, they will never talk to themselves peacefully like they are now.

This made them unhappy.

What do you mean? It's you. This boy is so wild.

Previously, we didn't know who the boy was, but by looking at the cultivation of the other side, they knew it by the peak of fairyland.

This is the boy who subdued their strongest son.

"You are Lin fan, Lin Feng master?" The master held back his anger and asked.

His strength is much stronger than this boy. He can crush this guy with one finger.

But he was afraid of Qin Yitian.

"Well, I am. What do you want to do here? If you want revenge, the peak master is willing to accompany you. " Lin fan is not afraid at all. Although the other party's accomplishments are relatively high, there is nothing about it.

For the hall master and Chen Zhuo, if they were not afraid of Qin Yitian, they would have been unable to help.

Even ask them what they are here for, don't you really know what it is?

"Lord Lin Feng, Feng shaolie is the son of the temple. I hope I can give him face and let him go." The Lord of the temple opened his mouth.

"And the son of my holy land."

Chen Zhuo also said that he could not let the son of God fall outside, but he had the body of sacred wind. As long as he was well trained, he would become a giant in the future."Why is your face so big? You can't give it when you open and shut up." Lin Fan waved his hand and joked with him.

Could it be so easy for him to take away the talents he introduced to the clan?

Both the temple master and Chen Zhuo were angry, but they took a deep breath and forced them to hold back. "Can you let me see what happened to the son of God?"

They are not at ease, the other side does not give face, will not be their son to kill it, if it is true, it will be really crazy.

How difficult it is to make a God. If it really dies, it will be like the sky falling down.

"It's a little too much for you to ask, but forget it. Let's have a look. It's killing you." Lin Fan did not refuse, have said so, let the other side take a good look at their son.

"Teacher, don't you think it's too easy for me to talk."

Hearing the disciple's question, Tian must nod his head, "disciple, you are just too good to speak. It is impossible for such a thing to be placed on others."

The temple master and Chen Zhuo look at Lin fan, their faces are black. This is their son. Now they want to have a look, but they think they are too good to speak.

It's really unbearable.

But now, they held back, for nothing else, because the terrible and powerful man was so elusive to them.

There's the toilet.

Sikongzhuo bowed, pursed his buttocks, held a rag in his hand, opened his mouth, and then quickly wiped it.

"The wind is little strong. You can see how people wipe it, and then look at what you wipe. Give me some snacks." The ancestor of Saint immortal sect scolded.

Now, he can manage the toilets for more than one and a half people.

Feng shaolie looks at Sikong Zhuo's appearance. He doesn't know what to say for a while. He always feels that something is blocked in his heart.

Whenever he wants to resist, there is an inexplicable power in the void.

That's the punishment of heaven. If you protest, you'll be killed by it.

Scungzhuo, who tried his best to wipe the toilet, turned up his mouth and glanced at him. The expression in his eyes seemed to be saying that you can't even do this well, and you want to argue with me. It's beyond your ability.

"Damn it."

Although sikongzhuo didn't speak, Feng shaolie felt a kind of contempt from his eyes. Then he buried his head and took out the greatest ability to wipe it with all his life.

"Well, you can teach." The ancestor of Saint immortal sect is very satisfied. This is the right attitude to face the facts.

Not far away.

"No, you see, your son is alive and energetic." Lin Fan laughed, and then looked at Tianxu, "teacher, what do you think? The talents introduced to zongmen are very good."

"Well, it's very good, disciple. You can't tell me your eyes. If you look at their technique, it's really sharp. The angle and the strength will make the toilet a beautiful scenery for me." Heaven must praise, I have to say that I have a good eye.

It's very good to give the talents that zongmen are looking for.

"How?"

The master of the temple is crazy and stupid. What did he see?

The most powerful son of the Yang Temple actually pouts his buttocks and wipes the toilet there. This is just to discredit the Yang Temple.

Pooh!

Chen Zhuo, the holy land of the sky, spills a trace of blood on his mouth. His tiger eyes are angry, and he can't believe that the person who swings his buttocks to the left and right will be the sikongzhuo who owns the body of sacred wind in Changkong holy land.

Heaven, earth, what happened.

"Sikongzhuo, what are you doing?" He couldn't bear it. He roared in anger. His voice was like thunder. The ears of yanhuazong disciples were hurt.

"What's your name? Don't know where this is? If you're not happy, let's go ahead and stay here. "

Lin Fan was also shocked by the sound. He turned around and was angry. He didn't want to fight. It was because he killed the two guys here with bad luck and had no sense of achievement.

But if it is really urgent, regardless of whether it has a sense of achievement, directly ask these two guys to go to heaven.

At the moment, is working hard to wipe the toilet of the two strongest son, a stiff body.

You don't have to look at it. You know who's coming.

"Lord of the temple." Feng shaolie wants to cry in his heart, but he can't cry. If he cries, he betrays Yan Huazong. That day, he must immediately come down and kill people.

"The Lord."

Sikong Zhuo wanted to cry, but he stopped. He felt bitter in his heart. He came late and was no longer useful. He had made his vows. What else could he do.

"What are you doing?" Chen Zhuo was hard to calm down and blushed. If he was not the most powerful son, he would certainly leave with his sleeves and never talk to the other party.

"I'm cleaning the toilet." Si Kong Zhuo's answer is very simple.

I have vowed to serve yanhuazong. That's the servant of yanhuazong. If you ask me, you should give me a real answer.As for shame or concealment, there is no such thing.

"You've seen it, you can go." Lin Fan said.

"Lord Lin Feng, what have you done to them?" Chen Zhuo looked back at Lin fan. There was a fire under his eyelid. This was the extreme of his anger.

Lin Fan helpless, what can he do, especially for the two big men, but also just they can not.

"Did not do what, do not believe you ask them, happy?"

Chen Zhuo is suffocating and his expression is stiff. What does this mean?

"Are you happy?" Lin fan asked.

Sikong Zhuo nodded with the wind.

"Happy."

"Look, my clan is the one of benevolence and righteousness. You can see how happy they are." Lin Fan said with a smile.

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