Invincible Bloodline

Lei Feng and his subordinates immediately told Zhao Yiming everything that happened yesterday, and in their mouth, Yang Fan was simply a heinous villain who raped, looted, burned, killed, and plundered.

"Yang Fan? Which peak's master is this?" Zhao Yiming frowned, with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Luo Cheng is not a weak person. He is only one step away from the peak cultivation of the third heaven, and he is qualified to enter Tongren Lane. Thunderstorm is even worse. Bufan, he is only one step away from the realm of the fifth heaven. Among the handyman disciples of the Seven Star Sect, he is by no means an unknown person who can seriously injure him. I didn't remember who Yang Fan was.

"Master Zhao, it's either the masters from other peaks, or Yang Fan from our Black Bamboo Peak, hiss!!!" Because he was too excited, he pulled the wound at once, and the pain caused the thunderstorm to gasp.

"What? Yang Fan from our peak?" Zhao Yiming's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, as if he had seen a legendary ghost, Yang Fan, he had some impressions, a submissive and shy boy with low talent, who was definitely going to be kicked out this year One of the candidates to leave, such a waste, not to mention Lei Tian, ​​the number one person in Black Bamboo Peak, any handyman disciple in front of him, can beat him to the ground! ! !

"Master Zhao, it's that little bastard, you must make the decision for us!!!" Thunderstorm cried again, the voice was so miserable, it smelled sad, and the listener wept.

"It's really... really him? But how is this possible!" Although his reason told him that what Thunderstorm and the others said was true, after all, it wasn't something glorious, and they didn't have the guts to deceive him with this matter. Himself, but he still couldn't accept it.

Yang Fan, their well-known waste in Black Bamboo Peak, is almost certain to be kicked out, and Thunderstorm, but they will be the first person in Black Bamboo Peak, and he has always placed high hopes on them. There is simply a difference between the two. Even if a hundred Yang Fans join forces, it is not enough for Lei Tian to fight alone.

"Master, everything this disciple said is true, there is absolutely no falsehood!!!" Seeing that Zhao Yiming still didn't believe it, Thunderstorm immediately panicked, "Disciple can swear!!!"

"It seems that all of this is true!!!" At this moment, even if Zhao Yiming couldn't accept it, he had to believe that Lei Feng and the others were really hurt by Yang Fan, "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that a piece of trash would actually It has grown to such a level!!!”

"I also ask the master to be the master for us. That Yang Fan didn't think about the friendship of the same family at all. He hurt us so badly. It's simply madness. Ten thousand deaths must be blamed!!!"

As soon as Lei Tian's words fell, his younger brothers immediately became passionate and echoed again and again......

"Yeah! Please also ask the master to be the master for us!!!"

"If Yang Fan is not punished, the disciple will not accept it!!!"

"If you don't punish Yang Fan, it's too much for God!!!"

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"Shut up all of them, and make such noise, what a shame!!!" Zhao Yiming's expression turned cold suddenly, "Come here, call Yang Fan over here!!!"

Hearing this, the corners of Lei Tian's mouth curled up, showing a hint of complacency, even more so, little beast, let's see how you die this time! ! !

Soon, Yang Fan, led by a servant, entered the small courtyard at the top of the peak.

As Yang Fan gradually approached, Lei Feng and his group showed hatred, especially Lei Feng and Luo Cheng who were like mummies, their eyes were bloodshot, and their blood channels protruded. They really wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. Being able to kill people, Yang Fan at this moment may have been chopped into pieces by them, and he was executed Ling Chi! ! !

It's this little bastard who cruelly crippled his own limbs to make it difficult for him to practice martial arts in this life. This hatred is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea! ! !

"Yang Fan has seen the principal!!!" Sweeping a light glance at Lei Feng and the others, Yang Fan saluted Zhao Yiming respectfully, but a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes. The fist didn't know when, and it bent into a fist. If Mr. Zhao was indiscriminate and wanted to stand up for Lei Feng and others, he would definitely not sit still and catch him without a fight.

"Yang Fan, but you hurt Thunderstorm and them?" Zhao Yiming looked at Yang Fan eagerly after waving his hand to signal Yang Fan that there is no need to be polite.

"Could it be that Mr. Zhao really wants to stand up for Thunderstorm?" Yang Fan's heart condensed slightly, but he still nodded, admitting that he seriously injured Thunderstorm and his party. During the battle last night, there were crowds of witnesses. Even if he wanted to deny it, he would not to no avail! ! !

"Hahahaha..." Seeing Yang Fan nodding his head in recognition, Zhao Yiming suddenly burst out laughing, "Good! Good! Good! To be able to defeat the thunderstorm with one punch, among all the handyman disciples of the sect, who can beat Yours, I'm afraid there are very few of them. In the battle of Tongren Lane ten days later, you will definitely be able to win a good result for this peak, and it is not impossible to even squeeze into the top ten. Then this year's evaluation of this peak will definitely have one Upvote, when the time comes, I will at least be able to raise the rank of the Handyman Peak of Black Bamboo Peak by one rank!!!"

After laughing to himself, Zhao Yiming couldn't help laughing again, "The rank of Handyman Peak is increased by one rank, so the number of Handyman Peaks under the jurisdiction of this seat, as well as various benefits, can be raised by at least one." Grade, post it, this seat is really going to post it this time...... Hahaha......"

"Master....Master, you...you came to me, didn't you come to make decisions for them?" Yang Fan couldn't react for a while, there seemed to be something wrong with the script, look at Mr. Zhao It doesn't look like he's here to trouble himself! ! !

"Yang Fan, this sect never forbids competition among handyman disciples. The reason they ended up in today's field is entirely because they are not good at learning and can't blame others. How can I be that person who doesn't know right from wrong!!!!" Zhao Yiming With a chuckle, it was too late for him to reward Yang Fan, how could he blame such a genius Yang Fan for a few trash! ! !

"There are still ten days until the Battle of Tongren Lane. In these ten days, I will give you sick leave, so you don't have to do chores, and let you prepare for the battle with all your strength, so that you can make further progress and achieve even more excellent results! !!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan was overjoyed immediately, without that cumbersome task, his progress in cultivation would definitely rise to a higher level. On the contrary, the faces of Lei Tian and his group wrinkled and turned pale. What is this? Stealing Can't the chicken eat the rice?

But obviously, it's not over yet! ! !

Zhao Yiming turned his gaze and glanced at Lei Feng and his group, his face immediately changed from a spring breeze to a biting winter wind, "Thunderstorm, Luo Cheng, and you guys, listen carefully, although you are injured , but handymen are unavoidable, so figure out a way for yourself!!!”

After finishing speaking, Director Zhao glanced at Yang Fan, and an inexplicable smile flashed across the corner of his eyes.

Yang Fan understood that this was Mr. Zhao showing his favor to him! ! !

"You.......Wow!!!" Thunderstorm glared at Zhao Yiming, unable to bear the repeated blows any longer, his face turned red and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and then he rolled his eyes and passed out .

"Why are you still standing there? Are you free? Don't you want to do handyman?" Following Mr. Zhao's shout, Lei Feng and his younger brothers immediately dispersed, leaving only the comatose Lei Feng lying on a stretcher alone Come on, it's so miserable! ! !

"Come here! Take this trash to me, don't get in the way here!!!"

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I don't know how long it took, Lei Yuyou woke up and found that he had arrived outside his small courtyard, there was no one around, and a few crows were circling in the sky, it was very desolate.

Stupidly staring at the gate for a while, suddenly, Thunderstorm's face was full of ferocity and hatred, just like the fierce ghost from the Nine Nether Hell, "Yang Fan, I will not avenge this revenge, I swear not to be human! Ah! Die, little beast!" , I must want you to die, I must want you to die!!!”

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