Chapter 1480 Alignment

Although he said that he looked down on the concubine of the pavilion master who fell into the sand here, but in the final analysis, this is the blood of the pavilion master after all.

Even if the pavilion master has many sons, there are hundreds of them...but there is still some respect that should be given.

"If you want to save him, send back millions of people from my human race!"

Fang Fan glanced around, and then said indifferently.

"Hand over Young Master Haoyun first, and then these human clansmen can be released back!"

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!"

"If you hesitate for a minute, I will kill 10,000 cultivators..."

Wu Peng, the Great Protector of Haotian Pavilion, proudly raised his chest, his eyes showing an infinitely arrogant look.

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes secretly, with a sudden sneer on his face.

Immediately, he twitched the holy sword at will, raised the knife and dropped it...

Click...

A good arm fell to the ground.

"Ah ... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin

Hao Yun's body trembled, his right hand was covering the wound on his left arm, and his whole body was in a state of extreme fear.

In the distance, Wu Peng, the Great Protector of Haotian Pavilion, was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect Fang Fan to be so decisive. You did it before you said anything!

"From now on, every ten seconds, I will stab him with a sword, and when I hit a hundred swords, I will cut off his head!"

"If you don't believe me, you can wait and see!"

Fang Fan yawned, completely in a high-profile state.

Be sure to hold tight!

The first thing he wants to guarantee is the safety of those millions of human cultivators, and he doesn't care about anything else.

"You... you are arrogant!"

"Do you know what kind of power my Haotian Pavilion is? How dare such a lowly existence like you shout in front of my Haotian Pavilion? How can you bear the anger of my Haotian Pavilion?"

"I advise you not to end up at the end of the road and embark on this road of no return..."

Wu Peng, the great protector of Haotian Pavilion, threatened from the side with a dark face.

"The eighth second!"

"Nine seconds!"

"Ten seconds!"

stab...

While counting the time, Fang Fan thrust out another sword...

The blood shot several meters, and there was a bloody smell coming from the surroundings. Everyone's heads were under their respective heads, and their eyes looked very calm...

"ah……"

"It hurts!"

"Wu Peng! Hurry up... return the people of the human race! Hurry... return them!"

"Do you want to make this young master hurt to death?"

"You bastard!"

"If I die, my father will not let you go! It hurts...it hurts..."

Hao Yun, the son of the Pavilion Master of the Haotian Pavilion, burst into tears from the pain, his body trembled from the pain, and the corners of his mouth twitched crazily from the pain...

In the distance, Wu Peng, the guardian of the Haotian Pavilion, turned darker and darker... He was actually coerced!

Facing Hao Yun's persecution again and again, he couldn't help being a little passive.

Even if a bastard like Hao Yun never paid attention to him, if he really died here because of him, then his responsibility... would be great!

"The seventh second!"

"The eighth second..."

Fang Fan started counting the time again.

Wu Peng, the Great Protector of the Haotian Pavilion, changed his complexion for a while, and finally gritted his teeth viciously... d

"Let people go! Let me go!"

Wu Peng took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became excited.

At this moment, I can only choose to do so!

At the very least, Hao Yun's life must be saved first...

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, and a smile could not help showing on his face.

This result is very good! It was also what he had been longing for all along!

People of the human race, there must be no mistakes!