C3107 (2/2)

”It's better for Jiang lie and the boy to die here. This is the best result...”

Thinking of this, elder Baifeng had an idea, and then looked at Jiang lie: ”in this case, it's better to let the son of God Jiang lie be responsible for suppressing them. I'm just watching here, so as not to be escaped by the evil devil.”

Jiang lie snorted coldly: ”elder Baifeng, I'm already in the spirit realm. Pay attention to your attitude. Besides, don't think I don't know your plan. I have the ability to fight again when I'm in the same realm with you. There's no need to calculate anything?”

White breeze elder also unwilling to show weakness of return a way: ”that old man can wait and see.”

The elder who supported Jiang lie has fallen in the land of the emperor's fall. Fortunately, he made a breakthrough in time, otherwise the power of their clan will inevitably weaken.

Therefore, elder Baifeng's plan, Jiang lie, is also very clear, but this kind of competition is too common for the Li people, and Jiang lie doesn't take it seriously.

On the other side, Fang Yang stayed well in the camp. Suddenly, a fierce scream broke out around him. For a moment, before he could react, he had been involved in the battle.

Instead of taking the initiative to fight around the situation, the advantage is not in the body.

”Is it the ghost of cool soul that makes all this at present?” Fang Yang thought cautiously.

But in front of these sanxiu, there was no evil spirit in their bodies, and they didn't feel any evil spirit around them. It can be seen that there was no abnormality in their actions.On the contrary, it was the Li Min pulse that made Fang Yang feel something wrong. Compared with the casual repair, the Li Min pulse was more crazy, and everyone's face was full of excitement.

Li Min's disciples rushed towards the monks with excitement. They didn't think about the cause of all this.

From their point of view, as long as there is a fight, it is enough, and the rest is nothing at all.

Seeing this, Fang Yang couldn't help blinking: ”what kind of people are they in the Li people's veins? They are just a group of warmongers...”

Although the number of people between the two sides was not equal, Li Min was still in a close fight with the sanxiu.

All of a sudden, Fang Yang feels cool behind him, then his figure disappears quickly, and then several attacks fall on his previous position.

Fang Yang frowned, and he didn't want to participate at all, but the other party still didn't want him to continue to watch the play. Moreover, because Fang Yang was valued by the God King, his treatment was different from that of other sanxiu who were recruited, which caused the resentment of those sanxiu.

”It's also casual practice. Why can you be valued? We have to be ordered like dogs.”

In Fang Yang's camp these days, although he has been shut up, few people come to him to help. Compared with those casual practitioners who have not had a rest for seven days in a row, this is just the same treatment as heaven.

As a result, Fang Yang is also hated by them because of this. When he sees that Fang Yang is still like a man who has nothing to do with him, some people immediately can't see him and secretly move to him.

Originally Fang Yang still wanted to stay out of the trouble, but they didn't give him any chance at all. After the attack failed, he immediately launched another attack, and Fang Yang just avoided and didn't fight back.

”This kind of strength can even be valued by the God King. I think this boy is just a silver spear and wax head, and this pair of leather bags is passable. Is it difficult for the God King to only value this?”

San Xiu, who attacks Fang Yang, looks at him with a sarcastic look. Fang Yang doesn't look back, but calmly avoids his attack. However, he has a long sword in his hand, and the sword body emits a ray of cold light.