Who is this guy!?
Why did he dare to stand up and stop the road at this moment, and said that he did not agree to bring the god pattern leaf to the sanctuary!
Hong Yaozu, the representative of the Chi Lan religion, the representative of the Chi Lan, and the opponents of Tianfu Xing, who had agreed, and he needed him to agree? Which onion he is?!
The entire venue is silent, and countless sight focuses on Fang Yu, with different eyes.
But all the monks present knew that no matter who this guy was ... it is going to be moldy today!
Dare to say no in front of the Sacred Trthics?
The entire Tiansha family, even the owner of Tiansha Mansion, is not qualified!
At this moment, Xixi, who was kneeling on one knee, looked at Fang Yu, her face was slightly white, and her eyes were shocked.
She did not expect that Fang Yu would stand out at this moment.
On the stage, the color of the same surface is shocking.
Although Fang Yuyi is easy, he knows that this is Fang Yu.
The three god -patterned leaves were sold by Fang Yu. Originally, I had to make more than 100 million raw currencies ... Now it is just like this, of course, I am not reconciled!
In the same way, it is a hunger, maybe you must vomit blood.
But the problem is that the other party is the His Holy Lord!
In the face of this existence, I just don't want to be reconciled, and I am angry again ... I have to endure it.
Otherwise, it is bound to follow it a more heavy encounter, and pay a huge price.
"It's too calm ..." He sighed with his heart.
In other positions of the venue, Fangshan, representatives of Chilan religion, representatives of Sanyemen, and Hong Yaozu, etc., are watching Fang Yu's every move silently.
"You, what are you doing!? Who are you?!" The opponent was pulled by Fang Yu's arm and felt a huge force, his face changed, and shouted in panic.
"I said, I didn't agree with the leaf to the guy." Fang Yu looked at the holy pattern monk who was carrying his hands behind him, and said lightly.
Saying this again, the shock of many monks in the venue is even more shocked.
This guy ... I really don't want to live!
What are he doing?
"God patterns given to Dazun, you need to pass your consent?! Who are you!?" The chief deacon looked ugly, and glanced at the sanctuary monk who moved behind him in a panic, and said to Fang Yu in front of him.
"Who am I? Oh, sorry." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, and his face changed immediately, revealing the original appearance.
Later, he looked at the deacon in front of him and said, "I am a seller of these three god -patterned leaves. Now you hold my god pattern leaves and borrow flowers to present Buddha ... Do you think I should come out to stop?"
At this time, Fang Yu's eyes were already cold.
He grasped the hand of the deacon and was harder.
The deacon felt the pain, and cold sweat was emerged on the forehead.
He looked at the Hang on the stage.
"The deacon, he is indeed the seller of the god pattern ..."
At this time, the peaceful breath on the stage took a breath and said.
As soon as this statement came out, the face of the monks changed again, and the eyes of Fang Yu immediately changed.
It turns out that this is a seller selling three god -patterned leaves!
Today, the representatives of the forces who came to this auction, in fact, all the sellers who wanted to understand the god pattern leaves.
But Tianfuxing has always kept confidentiality with the identity of the seller. They just want to know that they can't get started.
But now, in this accident, the seller has taken the initiative to appear!
It turned out to be a monk who looked so ordinary!
How did he get so many magic leaves!??
Among the many monks present, there were shocking colors.
At this moment, at the end of the venue, members of the disabled organizations with threaded marks on their foreheads changed their eyes.
They recognized it!
This is the human family who kills the two members of them in that forest area!
This human race actually sold three magic leaves at one time!
He got so many magic leaves in that forest area!
"His Holiness ..." Seven men looked at the leader together.
"Slow, look at what will happen behind ..." The leader of the residual organization was cold, shook his head, and passed the sound.
"What about the seller ... the seller!? This is the sanctuary clan, are you ..." In front of the stage, the chief executive face was iron -blue, staring at Fang Yu, and in addition to anger in his eyes, it was more puzzled.
He didn't understand why Fang Yu came out to stop him at this moment!
Fang Yu's forehead also has a dark golden mark, indicating that it is also a monk in the Tiansha family!
Since everyone is a monk in the Tiansha people, why should he come out at this moment to embarrass him?!
Doesn't Fang Yu know how heavy the consequences will confront the Holy Status in the Holy Status?!
They can't resist any sanctuary monk at all!
As long as the opponent uses blood veins to suppress it, any monk in the Affiliated ethnic group of the Tiansha tribe violence on the spot!
"This loss is borne by our Tianfu Bank. We will return the compensation to you at the starting price. Don't stop me anymore, otherwise ... you and I have trouble!"
Chuan Yin Road.
"I could make more than one billion yuan, now you tell me to compensate me for 15 million, how could I accept it?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said.
"You ... you are really looking for death!" The deacon can no longer be able to help, pointing at Fang Yu!
Facing the pressure of the holy pattern, he didn't have to choose!
What the Holy Tattoo tribe wants to hand it in unconditional!
In this incident, Tianfu Xing is also a victim!
They could have earned the division of more than 10 million raw currency, but now they have to pay 15 million raw coins ... they are also very painful!
But in the face of the Holy Tattoos, they have nothing to do!
All the rules of the Tiansha tribe are used to restrain the Tiansha themselves.
These rules cannot restrain the Holy Tattoo His Holy Lord!
"You ..." The deacon still wants to say something.
"Enough."
At this time, the Holy Tattoo Lord of the rear was spoken, and his tone was full of impatience.
He looked at Fang Yu, which was a handsome face, and a pair of sword eyebrows raised.
"Don't ignore it ..." The deacon said charmingly.
"roll."
The Holy Pattern His Holiness vomited a word and walked slowly towards Fang Yu.
When the deacon saw this scene, he immediately took a few steps back.
He looked at Fang Yu and shook his head.
This is no wonder he is, it is Fang Yu's way of seeking death.
"Da, da, da ..."
His Holy Tattoo Lord slowly came to Fang Yu, standing in the position of less than half a meter away.
His body is taller than Fang Yu, so his eyes looked down at Fang Yu.
His clothes, necklaces, and round cards inlaid with gems on his chest were all shining with brilliant light, symbolizing his extremely noble status.
"I am Fengwei, born in the sanctuary, Feng Hungli." The Holy Lord's His Holiness Eye was indifferent. "You should be born in the Tiansha family, who is the last name?"
"My name is Fang Yu." Fang Ping said quietly.
"Fang Yu ..." Feng Wei looked at Fang Yu, nodded gently, and squinted and asked, "Are you a seller of the god pattern?"
"Yes." Fang Yu replied.
Chapter completed!