Chapter 818

"You, challenge me?"

Including Long Fei in the elimination zone, at this time, he also turned his neck rigidly.

Looking at Xia Fukun on the high platform.

He only felt that Xia Fukun was joking with him.

He didn't know that it was Xia Fukun who really drifted.

Or does he, the son of God, exist freely in his heart?

"Ha ha."

Xia Fukun grins. In the face of Long Fei's words, he doesn't respond. He just turns his eyes to Qingyi Zhangjiao. He is waiting for the response from the leader of Qingyi sect.

In other words, although Qingyi Zhangjiao saw Xia Fukun's potential, it didn't see Xia Fukun's strength.

In his opinion, Xia Fukun is so anxious to challenge Longfei, isn't he a little too anxious?

What's more, everyone just came out of that Cologne space. It's true that long Fei has more time to rest than Xia Fukun.

Will Xia Fukun challenge Longfei at such a time?

Green clothes palm teach tiny frown.

"Do you really think so?"

"You know, the son of dragon has been in the realm of God for decades."

Xia Fukun grinned when he heard the words of Qingyi Zhangjiao.

"For decades, it's still like this bird. Why are you afraid?"

"Good! Good! Good

"The dead and the dead!"

Xia Fukun didn't deliberately hide his voice, but Long Fei was not happy with Xia Fukun. Had it not been for Xia Fukun, he would not have been so miserable.

He has no way to find the trouble in CAI HUFA's and tombstone's side. Let's first find the trouble in Xia Fukun's side! Just in time, isn't Xia Fukun afraid to be tough with himself?

In front of the crowd, Long Fei flies out of the elimination area and falls on the high platform smoothly.

He looked at Xia Fukun's eyes as if he were looking at his prey.

After licking his lips, he gave a fist to Green's palm.

"Master Zhang Jiao, I've taken the challenge from Xia Fukun!"

Green clothes palm teach hesitated for a moment. Now both of them are on the way.

He had no doubt that as long as he agreed, the two would fight in the next second.

"Wait a minute."

It was also in the hesitation of Qingyi Zhangjiao that Xia Fukun raised his hand.

"What's the matter, counsellor? Don't think that if you have the power of more than 10 million nebulae, there are people who are more powerful than you in the world. Now that you've counseled me, be honest with me! "

Long Fei will not miss any chance to attack Xia Fukun.

But Xia Fukun is not ready to take care of Longfei.

He said to the green palm:

"Mr. Zhang Jiao, before the competition, do we have to say something first?"

"Yes?"

Qingyi Zhangjiao doesn't know what Xia Fukun means.

"For example, if I really beat the dragon flying son, then after that, am I the new son?"

"Hiss"

Xia Fukun said this, and the whole audience was filled with a cool voice.

This Xia Fukun, really dare to think!

And this kind of words, thought also thought, this Xia Fukun unexpectedly also in front of so many people's face to say!

"Yes."

Green clothes palm teach eyes swept a Xia Fu Kun, and swept a long Fei, and then, gently nodded.

It's true that there are such rules in the blessing gate. However, in recent years, Long Fei, Xue Qian and tombstone have been very stable on the list of holy sons, and no one can defend their status.

"Well, can I inherit everything Longfei owns?"

Xia Fukun grinned again. At this moment, the word "Shengzi" is missing from the title of Long Fei.

"Yes."

Qingyi Zhangjiao thought that Xia Fukun was talking about Longfei's residence and cultivation resources.

So I nodded.

"All right, I'll have no problem."Xia Fukun also nodded.

And Longfei is crazy.

How to be fat? How do you feel your arm following Xia Fukun?

Is he the son of God? What's more, he doesn't think that Xia Fukun, who has the power of 18 million nebulae, has any ability to beat himself, who has the power of 20 million nebulae.

You know, if all the cards show up, at least, it can increase to more than 26 million!

"Since both of you have this idea, that's OK. But I can say that it's a competition between peers. It's just as good as the point. Do you understand? "

"Yes."

Xia Fukun and Long Fei hold their fists at the same time.

Soon, Qingyi Zhangjiao returned to his position.

"Master Zhang, isn't that appropriate? Xia Fukun, after all, has not finished the final process. He is not even a disciple of the inner gate. If he is defeated by Longfei, will he come to the inner gate or go back to the outer gate? "

Green dress palm teaches a side, a few blessing face the high level of the door cannot help but wry smile to say.

"Well, it's like a post-war hunting show. We've been sitting here for a whole week. I'm a little tired and sleepy. I'd like to see how many cards Xia Fukun, Long Fei, still has, which we don't know. "

"Ah --"

Seeing that it was useless to dissuade Qingyi Zhangjiao, those high-level officials of Fulinmen could only sigh in their hearts. After all, in the whole Fulinmen, there is probably only one guild leader father who speaks well to Qingyi sect, but the guy's whereabouts are uncertain. Even if they, the senior officials of Fulinmen, have a chance to meet the leader's father once in a century or a thousand years, it would be good.

At the moment, Xia Fukun and Long Fei on the stage are on the verge of attack.

All the administrators and disciples around gave way.

I'm kidding. They are not as powerful as Xia Fukun and Long Fei. If they are involved in the aftermath of their attack, they will lose their lives?

"I won't say any more nonsense. In the competition, there is no eye for fists and feet, but I still advise you to stop

The green clothes palm teaches to finish saying this, the sleeves one wave.

"Let's go."