Chapter 7893

"It's not easy for you to think of it."

However, Lin Yan Ran, she still does not understand Zhang Xiaofan after all, cast a puzzled look to him.

"Since this is your duty in the plain, and all the major Xiuzhen sects in Pingyuan province dare not do it by themselves, then what's the matter with me, an outsider?"

Zhang Xiaofan shrugged her shoulders indifferently. However, after hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Lin Yanran and Ying Xueer felt quite strange.

Look, what Zhang Xiaofan just said is the same as whether the plain Xiuzhen world belongs to the Chinese Xiuzhen world or not. It's really puzzling.

However, Lin Yanran and Ying Xueer are not at ease. In the eyes of the second daughter, Zhang Xiaofan is typical of the state of mind in which he is indifferent to his own affairs. What he shows is that he wants to watch the excitement from the other side of the river.

"Well, I promise you, why are Chinese talents afraid of a war?"

The old man in black waved his hand and said.

Compared with the twenty-five bottles of pills, the black robed old man is more concerned about the face of the Chinese Xiuzhen world, which is related to the orthodox issue of whether Huaxia is the same as Xiuzhen.

There is another problem, that is, Wu Mingsheng's wonderful performance just now also makes the black robed old man's heart full of full confidence. With this weapon in hand, I believe that Wu Mingsheng's combat effectiveness will be further improved.

The black robed old man also believes that it is difficult to find a young man stronger than Wu Mingsheng in China, except for Zhang Xiaofan's evil spirits which cannot be explained by common sense.

As for the country of bullets, Xinluo is naturally less likely to have the younger generation who can compete with Wu Mingsheng, who is a powerful weapon.

Seeing this, the middle-aged swordsman showed a sneer on his face.

I saw that the young swordsman under him also stepped up. At the moment, thunderstorm cloud was carried down the arena by his disciples.

At this time, thunderstorm cloud didn't want to be sent to cure his wounds. Instead, he watched his enemy fight on behalf of the younger generation of the Chinese Xiuzhen community and the younger generation of Silla.

However, even though the thunderstorm cloud is unwilling to do anything, seeing this behind the scenes in front of us, for a moment, I feel mixed feelings.

At a time when everyone's mind was different, the young swordsman of Xinluo came to the challenge arena with a big stride, holding his own naxinluo sword in one hand, and his eyes were extremely indifferent.

Just listen, the young swordsman opened his mouth in a pair of not very fluent Chinese.

"Oh? The first day of China, isn't it? "

"I hope your strength is not too weak, don't let me down too much!"

"Wu Mingsheng, don't be merciful in the later battle, and teach this Xinluo stick a lesson."

"This Xinluo Bangzi looks down on our Chinese Xiuzhen world. Wu Mingsheng must teach him a lesson and let him know the strength of our Chinese Xiuzhen world!"

I saw that many practitioners in the plains near the challenge arena began to cheer for Wu Mingsheng one after another.

With the sudden appearance of Xinluo Bangzi, who didn't know the height of heaven and earth, suddenly appeared, which also aroused the anger in everyone's heart. All of them shared a common hatred against the enemy, and wanted to teach Xinluo Bangzi a lesson to this "rebellious son" of China.

Teach well, the Xinluo people's Chinese rules!

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