Ancestor Chihuo wants to take action.

However, he was stopped by Ling Xiao: "Senior Chihuo, do you need to do this kind of rubbish?

Just leave it to me."

Ling Xiao stood up.

Looking at Zhang Wudao: "Just in time, I also have something to ask you!"

"Why are you looking for this Holy Master?"

Zhang Wu was stunned for a moment, looked at the furious Ancestor Chihuo, and his attitude became somewhat restrained.

"Lord Holy Lord, let's talk first. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"That's right, after careful investigation by this Holy Master.

You, Ling Xiao, are really not suitable to stay in the Holy City of Fighting Souls.

So from today on, you should leave, you are no longer a disciple of the Holy City of Fighting Souls!"

Zhang Wu said arrogantly.

In fact, he wanted to announce this seven days ago.

However, Ling Xiao was unconscious at the time. If Ling Xiao could not hear the announcement with his own ears, it would be in vain.

That's why he waited until today.

"Holy Lord, are you crazy? Ling Xiao is the strongest disciple in our Holy City of Fighting Souls.

The next three thousand holy cities ranking battle will depend on him to win.

How could you fire him?"

Jiang Nan said loudly.

"Not satisfied? If not, just go away with him.

The Holy City of War Spirits doesn’t have the spare money to raise a white-eyed wolf.”

Zhang Wu sneered.

"If the Holy Spirit wants me to leave, you have to give me a reason, right?"

Ling Xiao said with a smile.

This Zhang Wu was just a clown in front of him.

He doesn't have any fear at all.

So what if it’s the Holy Lord who airborne from the Golden City?

According to the rules, as a disciple of the Holy City of War Spirits, if he doesn't obey the Holy Lord, he can challenge him.

And tell him to get lost.

Zhang Wu sneered and said: "Since you asked, I will tell you clearly.

Hua Feihua, the former master of the Holy City of War Spirits, died at your hands, right?"
Chapter completed!