Chapter 1117 (1/2)
Seeing Fang fan put away his sword, the young master of Tianjian palace couldn't help his sword life any longer. He ran like crazy and ran fast. He was afraid that his life would be lost if he was too slow.
Returning to Huang Jiandou's pillow, one of the eight unique swords in Tianjian palace, the sword's life was barely relieved.
Immediately, the face can't help showing malice!
There must be someone to carry the pot!
Jianming's vicious eyes swept around. In fact, what he hated most was not Fang fan, but the Huang Jiandou carving!
Fang fan's sword was on his neck at that time, this bastard! This bastard doesn't care! He even said that he would keep the honor of Tianjian Palace once he died!
But he didn't dare to directly beat Huang Jian, one of the eight unique swords! His identity is there. Although he is the young master of Tianjian palace, he has never had the authority.
Pa
Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa
The sword's life was slapped in the face of several practitioners of Tianjian palace.
”Waste! What were you doing when I was trapped
”Old bastard! Do you want me to die? ”
”Ha ha! Is it difficult to use the order of my little palace master? I don't think I have to obey my orders, do I? On the day when Ben Shao becomes the leader of Tianjian palace, whether you are a little bastard or an old bastard, you will have to pay me a price! ”
It's obviously pointing to mulberry trees.
Although they were ordinary practitioners of Tianjian palace, they were made for Huang Jiandou.
Obviously, in the heart of the young master of Tianjian palace, Huang Jiandou has already been filled with resentment.
Huang Jiandou's face turned black and black. He was so depressed in the face of these dandies!
I can't fight again and again, I can't scold or scold, and I'll be hurt by a wave from time to time
”Hum!”
Dou Ke snorted coldly and went away. He was afraid that he would be angry.
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The matter of Tianjian palace has come to an end. The Lord of chentian city has been standing beside Fang fan with a black face.