C218: Nine House Funeral (1/2)

”I rely, that is the blood robe director of Jialan Academy, the figure standing at the pinnacle of Hanxianyu!”

”This Xu lunatic is a true name, it doesn't give me any face!”

”No wonder Ye Fan would be so horrible. It turns out that his master is even more wicked!”

The crowd was shocked and looked up. After all, this level of strong shots are rare.

Ji Fan's face was all black, immediately stepping on the void, his body exploded.

”Want to run? Leave me, or kill you together!” Xu Qing sneered, grabbed it with a palm, and gently pressed down.

Om ~ A huge golden ”color” palm shadow descends from the sky, covering the half wall of Jialan Mountain.

So strong! So terrifying.

The people below were shocked, and even weaker. They were lying on the ground on the spot.

”Is this the power of the old man? This is too scary, right?” Ye Fan swallowed, and his heart was a little cyanotic.

Compared to Xu Qing's strength, he was almost weak and weak!

The palm that covers the heavens and the earth may have taken most of this Jialan Mountain.

Ji Fan was also ”forced” instantly. At this moment, he saw Xu Qing's horror again.

Nangong Ling, can't hold it!

In an instant, Ji Fan gave up Nangong Ling, and the teleportation generally fell into the crowd. He knew that with Ye Fan here, Xu Qing would not endanger the crowd.

Even the chief of the blood robes must escape!

Nangong Ling has a heart that wants to cry, shouldn't be wrong, shouldn't provoke Ye Fan!

Jin ”color” palm shadow, swallowed him instantly, and did not even scream.

With a slight wave of Xu Qing, everything disappeared. Then he looked down at Jiufu and said coldly: ”If I find Ye Fan dead, Jiufu, bury him!”

Lying ~ slot!

Shocked!

This is tantamount to giving Ye Fan a gold medal for death prevention, who would dare provoke him?

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