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Chapter 1441 Li Bottle Pack 13

He could tell that Pan Yan should be the leader of this group of people.

To capture the thief, capture the king first!

He knew that as long as this kid was killed, the group of people in front of him would quickly collapse.

Then he will trample these people to death one after another like ants!

Just when Fang Tian was about to go on a killing spree, Li Ping'er came slowly with his personal maid.

Before she even got close, that special voice came out.

"Which wild dog is barking?"

"Isn't there a door in your mouth?"

While he was talking, he saw Li Ping'er emerging from the hillside wearing elegant clothes.

Li Ping'er's location happened to be behind a bush of flowers.

This vase of flowers is relatively tall, just enough to cover Li Ping'er's bulging belly.

Although the people below could not clearly see Li Ping'er's graceful figure, even so, Li Ping'er's radiant appearance still looked particularly gorgeous and alluring in the eyes of everyone.

Fang Tianding is not a womanizer. In his eyes, women are fragile and soft and will only get in the way.

Although he had to admit that this Li Ping'er was indeed very beautiful.

But Fang Tianding didn't catch a cold. He raised his head, stared at Li Ping'er, and growled.

"Who are you!?"

Li Ping'er slowly raised her delicate chin, imitating the posture of a man in her family, revealing a slightly arrogant and somewhat different demeanor.

"You don't need to ask more about who I am."

"Are you Fang Tianding? I'm telling you, while I'm in a good mood right now, you should run away with your tail between your legs!"

"Otherwise, believe it or not, with just one finger of my wife, I can make you scream in agony and make you miserable!"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Tianding below suddenly laughed wildly.

He seemed to have heard the biggest joke in his life.

"Ignorant woman, how dare you speak nonsense here!"

The ferocious look on Fang Tianding's face gradually emerged.

He held Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly in his hand, and his whole body released a terrifying aura that made people afraid to come close.

At this moment, not to mention Li Ping'er who was standing far away, even Pan Yan and others who were leading a group of people holding shield blades felt the terrifying aura that made their hearts palpitate!

This person is very strong!

"Set up the formation!"

Although Pan Yan was surprised that Fang Tianding could have such a powerful momentum, they did not flinch.

Everyone took a step forward resolutely, and then they formed a triangle.

Pan Yan was standing at the most elite position of the triangle. At this time, he had thrown away his shield and was holding a walking green sinking gun in his hand.

"Hahaha, good time!"

Fang Tianding shouted loudly and waved the black Fang Tian painted halberd forward fiercely.

An overwhelmingly powerful internal force came roaring with wind and waves.

With Pan Yan as the center, everyone behind him put their shields horizontally in front of them and squatted down.

"bump!"

"bump!"

"bump!"

Although Fang Tianding's steps were heavy, he ran extremely fast.

Seeing the black Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, he was about to kill Pan Yan and his group.

Li Ping'er, who was behind the flowers, suddenly scolded.

"Who is that down there? Are you deaf!?"

"My wife just made it very clear that your opponent is me!"

Fang Tianding, who was about to rush in front of Pan Yan, couldn't help but feel his body tremble.

He looked up at Li Ping'er and found that this woman was particularly annoying!

"Stupid woman, don't challenge my master's patience!"

"For the sake of you being a woman, if I don't kill you, get out of here!"

"Young man, you're quite arrogant!"

Li Ping'er slowly raised her white hand, stretched out a finger and shook it slightly in the air.

Then he asked Fang Tianding.

"I heard that all of you in the Ming Cult are highly skilled in martial arts. Have you ever heard of the Nine Turns and Eight Desolations?"


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