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Chapter 390 The oriole is behind.(2/3)

If they don't see Gu Han for a day, the hatred in their hearts will increase and they will go crazy!
"Out?"
Brush it!
Fang Xing opened his eyes instantly.
"Okay! Okay! I thought he wanted to hide
I will never come out of the Fu family for the rest of my life!"
"This little beast!"
Wu Guang gritted his teeth with hatred.
"He has been hiding for so long, he must be using our resources to practice!"
"Practice?"
Fang Xing sneered.
"What's the use of practicing if you're dead!"
"Ancestor."
Fang Lun hurriedly said, "Fu Dahai's side..."
"Everyone is dead, what can Fu Dahai do to me!"
Talking room.
His figure flickered, broke into the void instantly, and disappeared.
Out of Fang's house.
He was a little faster and rushed in the direction Fang Lun said. In just a moment, he could vaguely sense Gu Han's aura.
Also at this time!
An old figure approached from far away and landed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Fu Dahai!
"Fang Xing."
He slowly took out a simple jade talisman and said expressionlessly, "What do you want to do?"
"Fu Dahai!"
Fang Xing's face darkened.
"Are you really going to completely break up with our Fang family because of that little beast?"
"Fang family?"
Fu Dahai smiled.
"What Fang family? From today on, there is no Fang family in Zhongzhou."
"What did you say!"
Fang Xing was furious.
"You think too highly of yourself..."
The words are not finished yet.
A flash of clear light and a demonic cloud slowly rose from not far away, then landed in front of him, directly surrounding him.
Holy Lord Luoheng.
Yan Qianjue.
Fang Xing felt cold and stared at Fu Dahai.
"Are you cheating on me?"
"hehe."
Fu Dahai sneered.
"If you don't show up today, the three of us will naturally not show up either. It's a pity that you chose your own death!"
"good!"
Fang Xing took a deep breath.
"Today, I admit defeat, and I swear by the great truth that I will never..."
"vow?"
Yan Qianjue raised his eyebrows.
"What oath does a dead person need to make?"
"Fellow."
Holy Lord Luoheng said expressionlessly, "Please be on your way."
"Want to kill me?"
A trace of cruelty flashed in Fang Xing's eyes.
"You will also pay the price!"
three
People are disdainful.
I can't beat Yun Ao, and I can't beat you, an unknown person who has reached the third level of feathering?
joke!
moment.
Qing Qi, Demonic Cloud, and Gray Light all moved together and pressed down on Fang Xing in an instant!

at the same time.
Ten figures slowly landed in the sky above the Fang family, and terrifying auras poured down, making all the Fang family members tremble and unable to move at all.
ten people.
They are all holy places!
The leader was surrounded by clouds and transformed into the shape of a dragon. He was clearly the King of War!
"Be bold!"
Also at this time.
An angry shout sounded.
Four figures then came forward, the first two were Fang Lun and Wu Guang, and the remaining two were the other two saints of the Fang family.
"Who are you!"
Fang Lun ignored Fu Youde and others and just stared at the King of War.
He felt vaguely.
Even if the four of them go together, they may not be able to defeat this person.
"The Great Yan Dynasty."
The war king had no expression on his face.
"Cloud war."
"What bullshit the Great Yan Dynasty!"
Fang Lun was furious.
"Do you know that my ancestor..."
boom!
To be continued...
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