"Brother Fan, is this your trump card? When did you hook up with the vice president of Beijing Wuhan University?"

Fatty An was delighted and quietly sent a voice to Yang Fan to ask.

Yang Fan was a little confused: "I said I never knew that someone from Jinghua Wuhan University came to participate in the trial of Lingyuan. I don't know this vice principal at all. Do you believe it?"

This is not the result Yang Fan wants to see. Cheng Yaojin, who suddenly came out of the way, directly interrupted the plot of his attempt to show off and slap him in the face to avenge the fat man. Is that true?

Sensational sister, experience, even if you want to come out to help, can’t you be a little later?

"Student Ansheng, Yang Fan!" Ye Hanshuang turned his head to look at Yang Fan and Ansheng, glanced at Jing Er and Mo Yuquan lying on the ground, and said softly: "Now that people are fucked and angry, so should they let go, right?"

"Let me go?" Yang Fan shook his head slightly, grabbed the fat man who was about to follow the good and was about to follow the donkey and whispered to Ye Hanshuang, saying, "I'm afraid I can't do it. My brother and I are not the kind of magnanimous people. If these two little beasts fall into our hands, don't think about going back alive!"

After saying that, Yang Fan exhaled the strength under his feet.

Bang!

Bang!

Jing Er and Mo Yuquan's heads all turned into broken watermelons under Yang Fan's feet. Blood mixed with brain matter, dyeing the surrounding ice surface into a bloody color.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

"Bastard, come on your life!"

Mo Ming and Jing Ren breathed in a daze, and looked at the elite juniors in their clan in disbelief and turned into cold corpses.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them became furious, and they didn't care whether they were the vice principal or the vice principal. They rushed over to kill Yang Fan.

An Sheng was also frightened by Yang Fan's sudden killer, as if he was not very brave enough to know Yang Fan.

Should you be so awesome and so impulsive?

In front of so many kings of aristocratic families, he stepped on two children of aristocratic families to death. This is definitely a great revenge that never ends.

What is Brother Fan going to do? I have never seen him so impulsively before. Why do I feel that his hatred for Jing Er and Mo Yuquan is stronger than his own?

Although An Sheng wished that Jing Lao Er and the other two would die soon, in front of Jing and the kingly powerful men of the Mo family, he definitely did not have the courage to kill others directly.

Even if they want to do it, wait until the spiritual source land is opened, and everyone enters the secret realm and then goes to the mainland to do it. Isn’t it the same? There are not so many kings protecting the Tao in the secret realm. Even if they kill all these geniuses, they can push them all to the monsters. Why do you have to fight against the king on the other side like now?

This is unreasonable. When it comes to the 100 ways to play slap, Brother Fan seems to have more experience than him. Did Brother Fan not think of the slap that even An Shuai could think of?

Ansheng couldn't figure it out.

But soon, he didn't have so much time to think about it, because Mo Ming and Jing Ren had already taken the opportunity to attack and attacked them directly.

Mo Ming slapped Yang Fan with a palm, but Jing Ren hit An Sheng's body, his fist was as strong as a rainbow, and he broke through the air and rushed into An Sheng's face.

An Sheng's heart tightened, and he knew that the top-quality talisman that Yang Fan gave him would probably not be able to be protected. With his cultivation level, he had no ability to withstand Jing Ren's must-kill attack.

"This old bastard is still thinking about my secret realm qualifications in An's family until this time. If Fatty Master does not die this time, he will sooner or later be killed by young!"

An Sheng felt ruthless. He knew very well why Jing Ren attacked him directly. To put it bluntly, the same goal as Jing Er was to kill him, An, so that their Jing family could successfully take over the secret place vacant from their An family.

This is a secret that almost all the families in the entire Federation know, but no one or all forces have ever stood up and said a word for their family.

An Sheng had already seen this clearly, so he never expected these people to be rescued in time.

The only problem now is that even if he can use the power of the talisman treasure to block Jing Ren's killing attack, what should he do next? No matter how awesome the talisman treasure is, it can't beat a level nine martial king!

"Principal Ye, help me!"

An Sheng naturally turned his eyes to Ye Hanshuang, who had just revealed some kindness to them. Judging from the scene where she imprisoned Mo Ming just now, Principal Ye must be far above Mo Ming and Jing Ren. If she is willing to take action, she will definitely be able to escape the siege in front of her.

Ye Hanshuang's expression was a little entangled.

Yang Fan's reckless behavior just now can be said to have directly wiped out the face, making something that was originally within the controllable range instantly exceed her control.

Mo, a genius-oriented family died in both families. If she takes action to stop them at this time, she will definitely offend these two major families completely.

But if she didn't take action, Yang Fan, An Sheng, and even Mu Qianqian would probably have to be here today. It would be a pity if such a good genius seedling died here like this.

"It's really troublesome! Monk Hua didn't tell me before that Yang Fan was a thorn!"

Ye Hanshuang sighed helplessly. After hearing An Sheng's call for help, she could not help it anymore. With a moving spirit, she directly imprisoned Jing Ren's figure, making his killing attack barely stop in front of An Sheng.

As for Yang Fan's side, Ye Hanshuang did not intervene directly, because she also wanted to see what the reason why Yang Fan dared to be so unscrupulous was that he had.

In other words, she wanted to teach this arrogant and impolite guy a lesson to let him realize what reality is.

Do you really think that the dual cultivation of spirit and martial arts can be so awesome? Do you really think that geniuses can be so unscrupulous and arrogant?

Now, the first lesson Ye Hanshuang wants to teach Yang Fan is that only geniuses who survive can be considered real geniuses.

Of course she would not sit idly by and watch Yang Fan really die. If Yang Fan did not finally come up with the backup and capital that could fight against Mo Ming, Ye Hanshuang was sure to move Yang Fan out of Mo Ming's attack as soon as possible.

Yang Fan stood there quietly, facing Mo Ming's palm that directly slapped him at his heart and lungs, neither avoiding harm, and even with a smile, letting Mo Ming's kingly power approach his chest quickly.

"court death!"

Seeing Yang Fan's mocking look that he didn't take him seriously, Mo Ming's murderous intent was even more serious. He used only three points of his power, but now he has been increasing to ten.

He was not afraid that this kid would have any backup plan. As long as he had enough power, no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to stop his attack of ten thousand of his power.

Mo Ming's attack speed was very fast, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a flash of lightning. In order to prevent anyone from interfering, he would shoot the young man in front of him who dared to offend their Majesty into meat paste as quickly as possible!

"Don't hold back, you'll die of tenderness!"

Just as Mo Ming's attack was about to touch the collar of his chest, Yang Fan, who had not made any noise, suddenly spoke.

Then all the kings present clearly saw that, just in front of Yang Fan's chest, a small black hole smaller than a palm suddenly appeared. A pale hand seemed to be stretched out from the black hole, and he held Mo Ming's attacked palm in his hand.

"What's the situation?! Who dares to interfere in my Mo family's affairs?!"

Mo Ming was a little confused. Unexpectedly, his full-minded blow was stopped so easily like a joke.

The ordinary peak of the king level is probably not as powerful as that?

"Who is your lord? I'm not afraid of bullying my Mo family like this..."

Before Mo Ming could finish his words, a red firework burst and spontaneously ignited in Mo Ming's body.

"I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid! I'm so old that I'll kill the younger generations. An old thing like you is also a disaster to live. Since Fan Shaoyijing has issued a killing order, I'll ask you to die well!"

As a slightly vicissitudes of sound rang, the black hole on Yang Fan's body suddenly became bigger, but Tian Buqi pulled a teenage baby and walked out slowly.

With a wave of his hand, he directly closed Mo Ming's qi and blood and spiritual consciousness, and let the red flames wrap him tightly in it.

"Mr. Fan, we're meeting again!"

After finishing, Tian Buqi suddenly turned around and looked at Yang Fan with a smile. After asking Yang Fan softly, he pulled the young man behind him and whispered: "What are you doing? This is your master in the future. Why don't you come here to become a disciple!"

Yang Fan was stunned. What is he going to do?

He said, why was Tian Buqi so easy to talk to just now? He was not polite to deal with the ninth-level martial king of the Mo family. After making trouble for a long time, it turned out that he had something else to ask for.

"Why should I take him as my teacher?" The young man twisted his neck, looking at Yang Fan with a rather unyielding look. He looked up and down at Yang Fan and said, "He is nothing great. When he encounters danger, Qinghan has to rely on the fourth elder to survive. How can you and my sister say so well?"

"A bastard! If you ask you to worship, you will worship. Where do you have so many questions?! Do you know, how much effort did you have to ask for such an opportunity to become a disciple?!"

Tian Buqi couldn't help but pat the young man on the head. This brat was even more worrying than his sister and was so disobedient.

"Elder Tian, ​​is this the genius brother mentioned by Fei Yao, right?"

Yang Fan glanced at the young man and said softly to Tian Buqi: "Don't worry about getting a disciple. After all, this forced melon is not sweet. I, Yang Fan, don't force others to worship me as my disciple."

"This is fine. You can ask him to follow me for a while first, and when he gets in touch with me, I feel that I am qualified to be his master, and it will not be too late to become a disciple."

Yang Fan has seen such thorny heads for a lot of times, and now he doesn’t have that much time. After a long time, he will be idle. Yang Fan has some means to train him.

"Okay, as long as Fan Shao is willing to accept him, everything will be fine!"

Tian Buqi grinned and bowed to Yang Fan, looking like he was obedient.

Behind them, Mo Ming was still struggling and screaming in the red flames. He was the ninth-grade king and was not so easy to be burned to death.

However, as time went by, just in the few seconds when Yang Fan and Tian Buqi chatted, Mo Ming's screams became weaker and weaker, and he was about to die for a long time.

He kept shouting and asking for help, but just like when he was dealing with Yang Fan and Ansheng just now, no one of the kings watching the fun stood up to lend a helping hand.
Chapter completed!