Chapter 27

The soldier at the head pointed to Gao fan, "young master, it was he who wounded commander moyao. Originally, the commander wanted to help you find a beauty!"

As soon as the young man's brow was raised, his eyes swept over the little fairy, revealing a smile, "where are the wild men who dare to run rampant in Yancheng?"

Gao fan glanced at Mo Li lightly, but didn't pay attention to him.

"Oh Molly patted his thigh, "boy! You come down to me, give me the beauty around you, and I'll leave you a corpse! "

At this point, the crowd inside the frying pan.

"At the age of 20, the young master of Mohism has broken through into the realm of fighting masters! The boy is dead! "

"Isn't it? Ordinary people are not 30 years old, so they are all advanced

Gao fan sneered, "just a fighter? A piece of rubbish

"What?" Mo Li Leng for a while, angry head, "you say who is rubbish?"

Gao fan is too lazy to look at Mo Li. Raising his hand is a blow. Mo Li bumps into the opposite building heavily and raises a piece of dust.

The soldiers who followed Murray were shocked, and the onlookers were scared to pee.

Isn't that abnormal?

Gao fan got up and touched his stomach. "I'm full. Let's go to Mohist school!"

After that, a few people went down to the restaurant and went straight to Mohism.

As for Mo Li buried in the ruins, Gao fan had no interest.

Mohist

high strength compound, Zhumen watchtower.

At this time, in front of the gate of Mohism, a group of soldiers were trembling, as if facing the enemy.

The melon eaters are always the brave and fearless group. They actually follow Gao fan.

"Who is making trouble in front of my Mohist family?" An old man came out in a crowd, aggressive.

"Three elders! Help the young master Soldiers rushed out of the crowd, carrying a stretcher on which lay Murray.

The three elders looked at the unconscious Mo Li and frowned, "who beat the young master like this?"

As he spoke, the three elders ordered his servants to carry Murray in.

The soldier pointed to Gao fan, "it's him, it's him!"

The Third Elder looked at Gao fan and said, "boy, you have hurt my little master of Mohism, and you dare to go to my Mohist door. How you don't pay attention to my Mohism!"

Gao fan didn't even look at the three elders, but surrendered his eyes to the door of Mohism.

The lintel is tall and grand.

Gao fan grinned slightly, "energy explosion!"

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the door of Mohism collapsed and dust fell to the ground.

"Son of a bitch!" The Third Elder raised his hand, "flame palm!"

One hand out, the air surging hot fighting, this aggressive hand seems to destroy Gao fan's body.

Everyone is sorry for Gao fan. Such a handsome man is going to die.

The next second, Gao fan glared at the three elders.

The flame palm that had already hit Gao fan quickly retreated and hit the three elders.

"Poof!" The three elders spat out a mouthful of old blood and fell to the ground.

"You, who are you?" The three elders can't believe it. How can their confidence be rebounded?

"Rebounded?" Everyone looks at each other. What is this ability?

This is Gao fan's ability to control fire. No fire in the world can escape.

Gao fan's face was slightly angry, and he looked down at the three elders on the ground. "The only big dipper dares to make mistakes in front of me. Don't you want to live! "Ah?"

The last "ah", Gao fan accentuated the tone.

With this sound, "ah," all the walls of Mohist school collapsed.

"This..." Everyone was stunned. What kind of existence did Mohism provoke!