Chapter 1423 I Will Find the Steps Myself

"Is it enough?"

Haotian Pavilion's guardian Bei Lin's lips trembled, his hands were tightly clasped, his thoughts soared, and the anger and killing intent in his heart at this moment were like real substance!

He wants to charge out! He wants to use this as a way to kill! He wants to be executed for this!

This sense of resentment in his heart accumulated together, making him become crazy for a while.

"What? Are you very opinionated?"

"Isn't it right that I hit you?"

"I am the Lord and you are the servant!"

Haoyun, the son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion, sneered, and another big-eared scratcher slapped over...

Snapped……

Snapped……

At this moment, there were actually two slapping sounds... The scene seemed very surprised at one time, and everyone's eyes were gathered here.

"You dare to hit me?"

"You actually hit me?"

"Beilin! You are so brave!"

Feeling the excitement on his face, Haoyun, the son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion, was instantly stunned... Then, like a shrew, he began to scream wildly.

"Humph! I'm just warning you! Don't take an inch!"

"It's true that you are the son of the pavilion owner, but how much thought has the pavilion owner spent on you?"

"A collateral young master who doesn't even have the qualifications to compete for the position of pavilion master, don't you have any points in your heart?"

"Also, I'm not your servant either! I'm the guardian of Haotian Pavilion! You are not qualified to teach me a lesson!"

"If I didn't plan for you all these years, you would be a waste! Dare to be mad in front of me? Are you worthy?"

Haotian Pavilion Protector Bei Lin said, his eyes gradually became cold.

The hands are folded in front of the front, and the warning is full.

Haoyu twitched his lips and shivered for a while. He wanted to continue venting, but he finally chose to remain silent.

Although Beilin's words were not pleasing to his ears, he had to admit that this was indeed the truth.

Faced with the fact, he could only helplessly accept it.

...

"Finished?"

"Is the fight over?"

"Can you fight?"

Fang Fan has been watching the play for a long time while carrying the four-star holy sword.

Watching these two guys beat each other up, it's not a good feeling.

I hadn't discovered it before, but it's still so fun?

"Humph!"

"You actually dare to laugh at this young master?"

"What qualifications do you have to laugh at Master Ben?"

"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have?"

"North Forest Protector! Kill him for me!"

"Haotian Pavilion cultivator! Charge me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Hao Yun, the son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion, turned red. He knew that this killing was inevitable. If so, it would conflict with his previous order to stop the war.

In order to give himself a step down, Hao Yun stared directly at Fang Fan, and then directed and acted a wave, appearing domineering and arrogant!

It has to be said that the attitude is indeed there.

As for the rest... well... not much to say.

At this moment, there are almost 200,000 practitioners in Haotian Pavilion gathered in Jiangcheng!

Of course, only a small part of them are the real elites of Haotian Pavilion, that is, the so-called organized existence. The remaining hundreds of thousands were basically recruited by Haoyun and Beilin from all races and planes.

Relatively speaking, being able to have a trained cultivator in Haotian Pavilion is naturally quite powerful.

As for those strong men recruited from all races and planes, I can only say that... they are not satisfactory, they are barely satisfactory, but the combat power... can only be said to be ordinary!

Under Fang Fan's command, the ten major legions, six heroes, and four pets are all ready for battle!