I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

"Sail brother, is this your card? When did you get hooked up with the vice president of Beijing University of Technology?"

On the face of An Fat, he whispered to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan is a bit arrogant: "I said that I never knew that Jinghua Wuda had someone to participate in the trial of the land of Lingyuan. I don't know any vice president, do you believe?"

This is not the result that Yang Fan wants to see at all. In this halfway, Cheng Jinjin, who suddenly smashed out, directly interrupted the bridge that he wanted to force his face to be revenge for the fat man.

Lyrics, big sister, brushing experience, big sister, even if you want to help out, can't you be a little later?

"An Sheng, classmate Yang Fan!" Ye Hanshuang turned his head to Yang Fan and An Sheng. His eyes glanced at Jing Er and Mo Yuquan lying on the ground, whispering: "Now people are playing, and gas is also Out, should you let people go?"

"Let's let go?" Yang Fan shook his head slightly, grabbed the fat man who was ready to go from the good, and squatted down the slope, and whispered to Ye Hanshuang. "I'm afraid it is impossible, my brother and I are not that kind of magnanimous." People, these two small animals are in our hands, so don’t want to go back alive!"

After that, the strength of Yang Fan’s feet spit.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Jing Er and Mo Yuquan's heads all turned into a broken big watermelon at the foot of Yang Fan. The blood was mixed with brains and dyed the surrounding ice surface into a **** color.

"Kid, you are looking for death!"

"Bastard, take your life!"

Mo Ming and Jing Ren breathed a stagnation, and they couldn't believe that the elite descendants of their family had all become cold bodies.

Immediately after the two men slammed, and where did the vice-president not vice-president, they flew in and wanted to kill Yang Fan.

An Sheng was also scared by Yang Fan, a sudden killer, as if he didn't dare to know Yang Fan.

Do you want to be so arrogant, do you want to be so impulsive?

In the face of so many kings of the family, one foot on the two brothers, this is absolutely endless feud.

Fan Ge, this is what I want to do. I have never seen him so impulsive before. How do you feel that his hatred of Jing Yu and Mo Yuquan is stronger than his own master?

Although Ansheng can't wait for the old man and the second to die early, but when he is the king of the two kings, he is absolutely not courageous to die directly.

Even if you want to get it, wait for the land of the spiritual source to open, everyone is in the secret and then go to the mainland to get the same. There are not so many kings in the secret, even if they put all these arrogance inside To tender death, you can all push to the side of the monster, why should it be like this now, with the opposite king who is hard?

This is unreasonable. On the hundred ways of playing with a sap, the sail brother seems to have more experience than him. Even the sap that he can think of can be thought of by the sailor.

Anson is puzzled.

However, very quickly, he did not have so much time to think about it, because Mo Ming and Jing Ren were both old and not shy, and they took the opportunity to shoot them directly.

Mo Ming took a shot to Yang Fan, and Jing Ren took his mind to An Sheng's body. The punching power was like a rainbow, and it broke into the air and hit the door of An Sheng.

An Sheng’s heart was tight. He knew that the best gift that Yang Fan gave him was afraid that he could not keep it. With his cultivation, there was no ability to withstand Jingen’s killing.

"This old bastard, until this time is still thinking about my secret qualifications for home, this time if the fat man does not die, he will have to give him tender death sooner or later!"

An Sheng’s heart is worried. He knows why Jing Ren will directly deal with him. He said that the purpose of Jing Er is the same as that of Jing Er. He wants to kill him, so that they can successfully pick up the secrets of their homes. Quota.

This is a secret that almost all the families of the whole world know, but there has never been a single person who stood up and said a word for their home.

In this regard, An Sheng has long been able to understand clearly, so I have never expected these people to be able to save in time.

The only problem now is that even if he can use the power of Fubao to block Jingren’s killing, what should he do next, Fubao will be arrogant, and it will not be a nine-level martial artist!

"Lead principal, help!"

An Sheng naturally pointed his attention to Ye Hanshuang, who had just revealed some goodwill to them. From the scene of her ban on Mo Ming, the strength of this leaf principal is definitely far away from Mo Ming and Jing Renzhi. On the top, if she is willing to take the shot, she will be able to solve the encirclement.

The look of Ye Youshuang is somewhat tangled.

Yang Fan’s recent act of blundering can be said to have directly swept away the face, so that one thing that was still within the controllable range has suddenly become beyond her control.

Both Mo and Jing both died of a genius. At this time, if she stopped again, she would definitely offend the two great families.

However, if she does not shoot, Yang Fan and An Sheng, even the shepherd, are estimated to have to be folded here today. It is a pity that such a good genius seedling will die here.

"It’s really troublesome! Before the flower monk told me that this Yang Fan is a thorn!"

Ye Han’s heart was helpless and sighed. After listening to An Sheng’s cry for help, she finally couldn’t help it anymore. The spirit of mind moved and directly imprisoned Jing Ren’s figure, making his killing a hit. In front of you.

As for Yang Fan, Ye Hanshuang did not directly intervene because she also wanted to see if Yang Fan dared to be so unscrupulous.

In other words, she wants to give this arrogant and rude guy a little lesson, let him know clearly, what is reality.

Really think that the spirit and the martial arts can be so arrogant, really think that genius can be so unscrupulous and arrogant?

Now, the first lesson that Ye Hanshuang wants to teach Yang Fan is that only the genius who survives is a true genius.

Of course, she will not sit and watch Yang Fan really go to death. If Yang Fan finally did not come up with the backhand and capital that can compete with Mo Ming, Ye Hanshuang is sure to give Yang Fan from the attack of Mo Ming in the first time. Moved out.

Yang Fan stood there quietly, facing Mo Ming’s direct shot to his heart and lungs, not hiding or avoiding, even with a smile, let Mo Ming’s king’s power quickly approach him. chest.

"court death!"

Seeing that Yang Fan’s deputy did not give himself a mockery in his eyes, Mo Ming’s murder was even worse. Originally, he only used three-point force, and now he has been upgraded to ten.

He is not afraid of this kid's backhand. As long as the strength is enough, the big backhand can't stop his attack of the 10% power.

Mo Ming’s attack speed is very fast. It’s not exaggerated to say that the electric light flint is not to be exaggerated. In order to prevent someone from stalking from it, he has to make the meat of the junior who dares to offend their majesty in the fastest speed!

"Don't keep your hands, just die!"

Just as Mo Ming’s attack was about to stick to the placket on his chest, Yang Fan, who hadn’t had any movement, suddenly spoke.

Then all the kings who were present were clearly seen. Just before Yang Fan’s chest, there was a small black hole with a big palm. The black hole seemed to stretch out a little pale hand. Mo Ming’s palm was in his hand.

"What is the situation?! Who dares to intervene in my home?!"

Mo Ming was a bit arrogant. He didn't expect him to take a full blow. It was so easy to be so stopped as a child.

The ordinary king-level peak, afraid that there is no such strong strength, right?

"Who is you, so deceive me, I am not afraid..."

Mo Ming’s words have not been finished yet. The power in the palm of his hand spits, and a red fireworks burst directly in Mo Ming’s body.

"I am afraid that you are afraid of a bird! When you are old, you are going to die for the younger generations. It is also a scourge to live like this old thing. Since the sails are less than mere, you will die." Let's go!"

With a slight vicissitude of sound, the black hole in Yang Fan suddenly became bigger together, but Tian did not pull a teenage doll slowly from the inside.

A wave of hands directly closed Mo Ming's blood and knowledge, allowing the red flame to wrap him tightly.

"Sail less, let's meet again!"

After finishing the incident, Tian Buji suddenly turned to Yang Fan’s view and whispered a question to Yang Fan. After a small young man, he whispered: “What are you doing, then this is your master. I am not coming over to the teacher!"

Yang Fan, what is this?

He said that it was so good to talk about Tian Buji, and it was not polite to deal with the nine-level martial arts king of Mo's family. It took a long time to make a fuss.

"Why should I worship him as a teacher?" The young man twisted his neck, and he looked like a singer, and looked at Yang Fan up and down. He said: "He is not a great thing. When he is in danger, it is not the same as four. The elders can survive, how can you and my sister say so much?"

"Miscellaneous things! Let you worship you, how come there are so many questions?! You know, in order to ask you for such a chance to apprentice, how much thought did the old man and your sister spend?!"

Tian Buer couldn't help but slap on the little young head. This stinky boy is more worried than his sister, too disobedient.

"Tian Chang, this should not be the genius brother in Fei Yao's mouth?"

Yang Fan glanced at the younger one and whispered to the field: "The matter of apprentice is not anxious. After all, this kind of twisted melon is not sweet. I can't force Yang Fan to force others to worship me as a teacher."

"This is good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can let him stay with me for a while, when will he be connected, I feel that I am qualified to be his master, and then I am not late."

This kind of thorns Yang Fan has seen more, now there is not so much time, and so much will be idle, Yang Fan has the means to tune him.

"Well, as long as the sails are less willing to accept him, everything will be a problem!"

Tian did not grin and smiled at the arch of Yang Fan, and his life was like.

Behind them, Mo Ming was still struggling with screams in the red flame. In the end, it was the nine-powered king, who was burned to death without being so easy.

However, as time went by, just in the few seconds when Yang Fan and Tian were not idle, Mo Ming’s screams were getting weaker and weaker, and it’s not going to last long.

He kept yelling and asking for help, but as he was only when he was dealing with Yang Fan and An Sheng, there was no one standing around to help out.

The human condition in the family is often so indifferent.