Lord Xue Ying

Fan Su, a plain gray robes man, also looked at the white-faced teenager on the far side: "I am boundless in the summer of the ancient country, and there are countless strong people. The whole four black kings add up, and it is only a small piece of Xiafeng ancient country. I Fan As the three major families of the Xiafeng ancient country, there are many cosmic gods pointing me, there are all kinds of treasures to assist, and there is a most suitable esoteric point of direct pointing to the peak! If you can't beat a little guy of the Dark Lord, then it is me. The shame of Fan’s younger generation."

Fan Sanyuan, although gentle, can be very proud of his heart.

His temper is more like a 'Xia's child'. He does not like to kill and kill, but he can treat the external country with the same instinctive contempt! If it is not as strong as the external country, it is a shame!

"A move is good at breaking the law, the most is to restrain him, let's take a look at his strength." Fan Sanyuan secretly.

quickly.

The Kuichen monarch returned to the residence with five people and landed on the top of the mountain.

"A few months later, it was a dispute between the three tribes." Kui Chenjun’s eyes swept away. "I will definitely do my best, and if you are a failure, the promises will be greatly reduced."

Dongbo Snow Eagle and King Saron are full of war.

Naturally, I have tried my best to succeed.

Fan’s rule has always been a great achievement. Fan’s rule has always been... The doorman and the guest are picking up the task. If the task is successful, it will naturally receive all the rewards. If it fails, Fan will not be as generous as it is. The mission failed, generally no credit. Some missions are special, no merits and hard work. For example, the Dongbo Snow Eagle and the Saron King have their own tasks. If they fail, the ‘great power’ given is only 10%!

After the quintessence of the Kui Chen, he turned into a streamer and left.

Dongbo Snow Eagle turned and returned to his house.

King Saron is also back to his house.

The three core children of Fan’s family look at each other.

"The king of Saron." Fan Yiqian, a thin and thin man, shouted and went straight into the house of King Saron. The king of Saron had some doubts in the courtyard and looked at the young man who was coming in from the green: "I don't know what ?"

"Hey, from the Icefield Tribe? It seems very powerful, dare to fight with me?" Fan Yiqian smiled, his face naturally despised, this is not a deliberate provocation, but his temper is so!

King Saron’s face was slightly sunken, and his eyes were faintly faint.

He has many tribes in the ice field... even the universe gods have fought many times. In the chaotic icefield tribe, no one has dared to look down on him for a long time.

This is Fan! The whole world is the most horrible big family in the mainland, so the king of Saron thinks it is very low-key.

But since he stepped on his head, would he avoid it?

"Good." King Saron grinned in a low voice. "Then I will accompany you."

"Haha, happy."

Fan Yiqian sang a big drink, and there was a bronze-colored quaint long stick in his hand. He directly slammed the stick, and there was a surging thunder on the long stick. For almost a moment, the long stick had already reached the front of the king of Saron.

......

Rumble~

This is an extremely fierce and arrogant battle.

One of them is the most arrogant and arrogant of Fan’s chaos today, and he is known for his power! The level of arrogance is still far above Fan Tianchong!

The other is that many tribes in the ice sheet are made up of real killings and even the invitation of Fan’s senior officials.

......

“Well?” In the courtyard of the East, the snow eagle’s ears moved, and it was felt that there was a terror movement in the Saron’s house not far from the side, but there was also a law movement in the house, which would leave everything behind. To resist it. There is no leakage.

"There are Fan Sanyuan and Fan Mozhu outside, then Fan Yiqian is playing against the Saron King at the moment?" Dongbo Snow Eagle said, "Fan Yiqian, practice is a mysterious Thunder."

Fan Sanyuan and Fan Mozhu are good at the school, and Dongbo Xueying knows the origins.

For example, Fan Sanyuan’s "There is no such thing as a wonderful method" is created by Fan Zu.

Fan Mozhu's "Three Thousand Swords" is created by Xia Huang.

Fan Yiqian, the literary texts of the classics of the literary works are not recorded, only knowing that it is a very ridiculous version of the Thunder, it is extremely arrogant.

There are indeed some mysterious books in the mainland, such as the legacy of the fallen terror. If the creator is not recorded in the classics, I really don't know who the creator is! Like some big forces such as Fan, the most important classics are generally mysterious, and it is difficult to find much introduction in the outside world.

The name is not public! The creator is not open! What are the horrors and not open! Only after fighting experience can we gradually guess part of the power.

******

Oops.

The courtyard door of the Saron King House was opened.

"Ha ha ha..." The thin Fan Yi moved out, but his face was full of smiles, smirk and laughter.

In the house, the king of Saron, whose body is intact, is gloomy: "It is so strong that it is too strong. Unfortunately, the courtyard is too small. I can avoid the scope too small. If the scope is large enough, he can't beat me."

The king of Saron is an expert in escape.

This time, the two of them were fighting in the courtyard. When they played against each other, the yards were run, avoiding the destruction of the courtyard and narrowing the scope of the fight in the small courtyard!

"Boom." King Saron glanced at the door of the house and the door closed.

And outside.

Fan Sanyuan and Fan Mozhu all went and asked: "How?"

"Win." Fan Yiqian was quite proud, but he was helpless. "But he is very powerful. His sonic technique makes me dizzy, and my close combat is difficult. I am angered and imprisoned. Surgery, the power completely broke out across the courtyard, he had nowhere to escape, but it was hard to admit defeat. If I am not in the courtyard, I am afraid I can't win."

"Forcing you to display the ban?" Fan Sanyuan and Fan Mozhu looked at each other and were shocked.

The outside world does not know.

The two of them can know that Fan Yiqian is practicing a horrible scholastic classic left by the mysterious ‘Yuan’. Fan Yiqian’s luck is good, and this book can resonate before he can cultivate. Even the great deities are somewhat envious. The classics left by the Yuan are to look at the fate of the fate. If the great deities do not resonate with the classics, they cannot practice.

This book of Fan Yiqian's practice is usually normal, but the power is extremely strong, but once the ban is applied, it will be against the sky! Fan Yiqian said that there was a total of three bans on the singularity of the school. He can only use one. If two bans are applied, the soul will collapse and die.

"I went to Yingshan Snow Eagle." Fan Yiqian was fighting high-spirited at this moment, and went to the front door of Dongbo Snow Eagle's house. Hey, knocked on the door.

Fan Sanyuan and Fan Mozhu also watched.

......

In the courtyard, I just felt that the courtyard of King Saron was quiet, and the Dongbo Snow Eagle soon found that his courtyard door was knocked heavily.

Dongbo Snow Eagle looked at the door and looked at the servant dragon.

The magic dragon immediately opened the door.

Hey.

Outside the door, the young and thin man ‘Fan Yiqian’ was a direct step into it. He swayed in and sneered at the Dongbo Snow Eagle: “The King of Saron has been defeated by me! Now it’s your turn.”

The Dongbo Snow Eagle was a little surprised: "The King of Saron was defeated by you?"

"Don't hear me say it? It's your turn!" Fan Yiqian smiled.

"Why?" Dongbo Xueying said, the master had already reminded him that the three major families of Xiafeng ancient country, Fan's internal fierce and cruel, coupled with the natural contempt for the surrounding countries. If you are too angry, I am afraid that it will cause successive troubles. I am in Fan's... After all, it is just an external guest.

"Hey, don't even have a bit of guts?" Fan Yi moved to laugh, holding a bronze stick in one hand, hitting the ground on the ground and shouting. "I don't play, I am here, I am looking at you, this coward, can When will you endure?"

"How dare you..." The servant next to the dragon can't stand it.

"Shut up." Fan Yiqian violently drunk, a terrible thunder broke out on his body surface, those thunders directly shrouded the servant dragon, let the dragon feel the death threat, Fan Yi moved his mouth to reveal white teeth, "If you It’s not the servant of the guest who was invited by Fan’s, dare to be so arrogant, I have already eaten you!”

Dongbo Snow Eagle brows slightly and gets up.

Fan Yiqian reveals a happy look to Dongbo Snow Eagle: "Why, you finally dare to fight?"

"Please." Dong Bo Xueying stood there.

"You must first shoot!" Fan Yiqian holding a bronze stick, confident, he is ready, the five-phase ban is coming, he directly smashed a stick!

"it is good."

Dongbo Snow Eagle nodded, and a golden bell appeared on his waist, and the golden bell swayed and screamed.

"叮叮叮叮铛~"

The pleasing snoring sounds in Fan Yiqian’s mind and has a deadly seduce effect.

Fan Yiqian stood there, and his face even showed a silly smile.

no way.

The two tricks of ‘Men Heart Bell’, Dongbo Snow Eagle will play ‘Music’ to the nine-layered power. This can only be regarded as auxiliary seduce, but the embedded fantasy world is played to ten levels. The combination of the two major tricks, Fan Yiqian is known as the power, the resistance in the soul is weak, can be called the weakest of the three core children selected by Fan, and immediately recruited.

"Really." Dongbo Snow Eagle shook his head and waved his hand.

Peng.

Invisible volatility directly slammed on Fan Yiqian, Fan Yiqian flew directly and then fell on the ground, his face slammed directly on the ground, the soil in his mouth was smashed, and the bronze sticks in his hands were squatting. head on.

Fan Yiqian was fascinated and awake. This is the technique of Dongbo Snowhawk’s illusion, otherwise he is still trapped inside.

"I, what happened to me?" Fan Yiqian was still a bit angry. He saw himself kneeling on the ground, and the bronze stick fell beside him. His mouth was muddy.

"I lost? Hey!" Fan Yiqian even spit out the soil in his mouth, but his heart was shocked. Some of them were shocked and turned to look at the white boy who seemed to be standing still. He remembered that he just listened. It was a pleasant bell, then it was on the ground.

** (to be continued.)