I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

Hey!

Three afterimages flashed.

The three people came out fast, and the speed of going back was faster. All of them were frightened by the fierce behavior of Yang Fan who did not agree directly.

The three-level Wu Zong, like Jingjing II, has been stepped into the ice raft by others. What can they do? Is it standing there to make people step on it?

So even if they are guilty, they don't want to have a hard **** with this guy who doesn't play the cards.

"This brother is hard to get!"

Mo Yuquan, who had just returned from picking up the matter, stunned and watched Yang Fan’s repeated performances. He couldn’t help but stand up again and stretched his thumb at Yang Fan. “Let Jing’s second child, you dare to pack it up. Today's face of Jingjia is to let you completely step on the soles of your feet..."

Snapped!

It was a slap, and Mo Yuquan fell to the ground. When he was struggling to stand up, he felt a black shadow falling from the sky, followed by a pain in his left face, and his head was squeezed. The following ice caves.

Finished!

Mo Yuquan instantly understood what he had encountered, and he did not expect that the other party even dared to step on him.

What's special, this time can be regarded as a shame to the family!

Who is this bastard, sweeping the face of Jing's family, and now even the face of their Mo family is not in the eyes, it is simply looking for death!

Mo Yuquan’s heart was in full swing, and his body was running fast, and he wanted to get out of Yang Fan’s feet.

He is not the same as the waste of Jing II. Jing II is just a rookie who has just entered the sect of the sect. However, Mo Yuquan has already achieved the master's position as early as three years ago. Now he has already refined into the sect of the sect!

If I didn’t think that this **** dared to shoot him, and made him an unexpected one, how could he, Mo Yuquan, be planted in the hands of such a five-level master?

Whether it is Jing II or Mo Yuquan, they only saw the cultivation of Yang Fan’s **** warriors, but did not take out the cultivation of Yang Fan’s spiritual master.

Therefore, until this time, Mo Yuquan still had some illusions about his own skills.

However, very quickly, when Mo Yuquan ran all the repairs and made the first struggle and counterattack, the big foot on the left face was not as fast as he wanted to be bounced off, or even stepped on. When the strength increased a bit, Mo Yuquan’s heart was bleak.

What's special! This bastard, even playing pigs and eating tigers!

Yang Fan’s left foot was crushed with his right foot and the inside of the mouth was smashed: “The most hated thing in this life of Xiaoye is this little person who has nothing to pick up in the middle to stir up and watch jokes!”

"Come, fat man, nothing, you also step on two feet!" Yang Fan Chong Ansheng recruited and waved, said: "Today you are the Lord, the grandson of the First Spiritual Master of the Federation, now it has fallen to the point where all the cats and dogs are bullying. Now, you can't lose your grandfather again!"

"That, Fan Ge, this is not very good." An Sheng squatted on the chicken in Jing II, and some were embarrassed: "I seem to be a bit horrible, not a gentleman, like How can I be such a good man, how can I do this kind of thing?"

"Or, let them go! It’s all the men in the federal family who have faces and faces, so it’s not good to sweep their faces."

Said, An Sheng's right foot also fell heavily in the middle of Mo Yuquan's legs, in order to fear his lack of strength, An Sheng even deliberately used his mental strength to increase his speed of landing more than 30 times.

When one foot fell, Yang Fan seemed to hear the sound of broken eggs. The head of Mo Yuquan under his feet was also a fierce convulsion and struggle, but all were strongly suppressed by Yang Fan.

Seeing that Jing II and Mo Yuquan had completely distorted the body, Yang Fan’s mouth was pumping. This fat man was much better than him. He greeted all three ways. This is.

Although such a wound is far from the life of a master, the pain in this is absolutely unbearable for any normal man.

How much hatred does this have to be, so that the fat man who has always been paying attention to the qi and wealth is so big?

Yang Fan and An Sheng have known each other for so many years, knowing that this fat man is a bit of a mouthful, and his mouth is a little bit, even if he has a conflict with his classmates, it is mostly just around the corner, but he has never used any of the class. The classmates have been smashed.

Like today, one foot and one stepping on someone else's egg, Yang Fan is still seeing for the first time.

Finally, it’s a bit like a man!

Yang Fan grinned, not only did not blame, but even cast a look that encouraged appreciation.

The warrior is to have such a trace of blood, the shot is absolutely unambiguous!

If you have a hatred, you will be bullied on your head. If you don’t fight back, you will practice what you are doing.

"Living... feet!"

Finally, some people in the crowd couldn’t help themselves. The king-level powerhouse who had been standing next to Mo Yuquan stood up and gloomy face, watching Yang Fan and An Sheng: "Little age, my mind is so vicious, How do you two such cruel acts, how different from the monsters?!"

"Mo Mingxiong said it well!" Later, just in the direction of Jingji, one and a half hundred old people also came out separately from the crowd: "It’s all ethnic compatriots, even if there are some misunderstandings, why should we put this poisonous hand? You two juniors Can you still have a bit of black and white in your eyes?!"

When I saw my descendants being trampled under my feet, my heart was trampled on the mud, and the old man’s mouth was pumping, and his face was gloomy.

The current junior is really too arrogant. I don’t know what my name is if I am a little bit tempted.

"Fat." Yang Fan whispered to Ansheng: "Who are these two old dogs, do you know?"

An Sheng’s legs were soft and the liver was a little trembled.

"Sail brother, almost on the line." An Sheng secretly conveyed to Yang Fan: "These two are the old kings of Jing and Mo, all of them are old goods that don't want to be face-to-face. You are so provocative, they are really Will shoot us!"

Some of Ansheng did not understand, and Mao had always been low-key as if there was no such thing as a sail brother. How suddenly it became so high today.

Although the key points of the two people who had just stepped on the scene and the Mo Yuquan were really cool, but the two old things are different, one is not good, and it must be the battle of the king.

The three of them are alone, can you get along with the two ninth-level Wu Wu who are close to the peak?

This is the stone that touches the egg.

"Afraid of a hair!" Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng and said: "Is it afraid that they will let us go? If you compromise, if you are still useful, you will not be able to return home after ten years." ”

"Reassure, today is the teacher to come to give you this bad smell!"

Yang Fan’s cowhide was blown up, and An Sheng was grateful at the same time.

"Hey! Your apprentice Anson is in a state of excitement, grateful to you, and the sense of belonging to the martial art has been greatly enhanced. The loyalty of the martial art is extremely enhanced, and the martial art is +20."

Yang Fan stunned, did not expect this kid to be so emotional.

Before giving him a best rune secret treasure, he just contributed five points to the heart. I didn't expect to give anything this time, just to accompany him to fight, and to blow a few words. It was easy to harvest the 20-point sect.

It seems that the fat man is still more like this lyric.

"The boy is looking for death!"

The momentum of Mo Ming’s body rose from the sky, and the power of a king directly pressed on Yang Fan and An Sheng’s body: “Since you are so ill-fated, today’s old man is lowering your parents’ discipline and discipline!”

Said, Mo Ming patted the right palm, even directly to Yang Fan's left face fan, the speed is fast, the strength is strong, clearly is directed at the want to smash Yang Fan's head.

Yang Fan’s eyes slammed, and the murderous smashing of the smashing, this old thing, actually did not want a little bit of face, in front of so many people directly to the juniors to kill the killer, really not a good thing!

When the mind is moving, the Tianzhu thorn in the sea is ready, and the hand of Mo Ming is sent to the door. Instead of taking the opportunity to drop his arm, Yang Fan will never give up.

"Mo Ming Elder!"

With a light drink in the crowd, Mo Ming’s figure was momentarily stiff, and the arm that had just flew out half was stuck in the air and could not enter.

Mo Ming was shocked and he knew that the young man would have to rely on it, but he did not expect that the strength of the person he was relying on was so powerful.

"The play between the juniors, let's these old guys don't have to reach out and mix it up?"

"There are also Jingren's predecessors, it is fair, in fact, everyone has their own conclusions. If Jingyang was not the first to provoke, he would not fall to the end of the present, and all this is his own self-sufficiency. ”

"If you blame yourself, you have to bear it yourself. Moreover, Yang Fan’s small friends are also very measured, and they will not really want their lives."

Talk to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A fair-faced white-skirt woman came out of the crowd and smiled at Yang Fan and An Sheng, then turned around and looked at Mo Ming and Jing Ren.

Mo Ming was stunned by her momentum, and she asked her, "I don't know what to do?"

"My name is Ye Hanshuang. I am an ordinary martial arts practical lecturer at Jinghua Wuda." The white skirt woman introduced herself: "At the same time, I am also the lead teacher of Jinghua Wuda to participate in the trial of the spiritual source."

“Ye Hanshuang?” Mo Ming was shocked: “The deputy director of the Foreign Affairs Bureau of the former Special Affairs Bureau, the newly appointed Vice-President Ye of Beijing University of Wuhan?!”

Ye Hanshuang nodded and did not deny it. "The news of Mo Ming Elder is very well-informed. I also just accepted the appointment of President Yin three days ago. Now there is no official announcement from Beijing Huawu."

Mo Ming raised his finger at Yang Fan and whispered: "The headmaster of the leaf, you and the three of them are...?"

"They are all freshmen of this year at Beijing University of Technology. I am very optimistic about them, and no accidents, after the start of the new semester, they will all be students in my class. Is this reason enough?"