Chapter 112

Lei Zun hears Feng Xian's words and smiles, "Feng Zun is right! But... "

"And if so?" Lei Zun gave a sly smile and raised his hand to let the people behind him get out of the way.

Behind the crowd came two men in black.

"Seven heaven, eight heaven!" Master Lei bent slightly towards them.

The sword master frowned and whispered in Fengxian's ear, "who are these two? Why is Reverend Lei so respectful to them? "

Gao Fan said with a smile, "they are the seven and eight gods of the soul clan. Unexpectedly, Fenglei Pavilion, huangquan Pavilion and ice valley have become the running dogs of the soul clan!"

"Soul clan!"

On hearing Gao fan's words, Huozhi and Lingxi's eyes are full of anger.

Gao fan shook his head slightly. "Don't be excited, you two. The seven heaven Zun and the eight heaven Zun are the strength of the three star douzun. Even if you have the strength of the three star douzun in Lingxi, you can't kill each other with your fighting experience. Let alone Huo Zhi, it's not enough for others to plug their teeth!"

Hearing Gao fan's attack, the two women looked at Gao fan one after another, and then thought about it. They felt that Gao fan was right, and they were discouraged one after another.

"But you don't have to worry. I'll leave these two people's lives to you!" Gao fan has a faint smile on his face and is very confident.

"How's it going? Master Feng Lei Zun's smile is very cheap, "now, do you still have the confidence to fight with us?"

Feng Xian hesitated.

But Gao fan step forward, hands behind, "you still have a few douzun, come out together!"

When Gao fan came out, everyone was shocked.

Who is he? How can he have the courage to face such a strong man?

Lei Zun's eyes are awe inspiring. He doesn't know why. He feels a bit of crisis from Gao fan.

Feng Xian wants to stop Gao fan, but Yao Chen shakes his head.

Wind leisure get medicine dust's instruction, also stop the action in the hand.

A star meteorite Pavilion elder looks a Lin, looking at Xiang Fengxian, "Pavilion master, how can you let a hairy boy speak?"

Without waiting for the wind to talk, Gao fan glanced at each other, "elder Wu? I have my own arrangement. Please step back! "

"My lord?" Elder Wu looked at Xiang Fengxian, who shook his head slightly. "Elder Wu, let Gao fan represent our meteorite Pavilion."

"What? Where is the qualification of a hairy boy? " Wu Chang's face looked like a Lin, "this is nonsense!"

"Ha ha ha!" There was a roar of laughter in the sky. Master Lei covered his stomach and said, "I thought you had a wonderful talent, but Ha ha ha! You don't want to fight with your own people, do you? "

"Hum!" Wu Chang's face was stiff. "I don't want to stay in such a meteorite Pavilion."

Elder Wu arched his hands to the crowd around him. "Good bye, everyone."

After that, elder Wu flew away.

Lei Zun's face was wearing a mocking smile. "Listen to all the people in xingmeteorite Pavilion, you can leave now. As long as you leave, our coalition will not kill you!"

Feng Xian looks uneasy when he hears the words of Reverend Lei, because he knows that the cohesion of xingxiaoge is far less than that of other sects, and it's not surprising that someone will leave today.

"I quit!"

"I quit, too!"

In just two minutes, the number of people on the front of the pavilion was reduced by more than half. Some people even took off their clothes and stood opposite.

"Ha ha ha!" Lei Zun laughed wildly, "Fengxian, do you see it? Ha ha