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"This is indeed the case. Don\'t entangle with this group of strangers. We quickly retire and report the things that he owns the totem to the heavens, letting the heavens come and go."

"Tianting is not good to send him down. After all, when the barbarian invaded, Tianting had already issued a symbol, and it was necessary to reward the various disciples who killed the barbarian army."

"The relationship between heaven and earth is intricate, and some of the people who hold the power to the Emperor of the Emperor must be coveted by the cans of the totem. When you just sneak a crime to him."

"It is also easy. Some law enforcement elders in our Heavenly Prison have mastered the power of law enforcement in heaven. If you want to add to the crime, why not make him a piece of cake?"

"Yes, he has a ghost martial art map. The totem can represents a big sin on him. It is the way to death. The sin is guilty of sin. These two magic weapons are not something he can have."

"Especially the totem can, in the ancient times, is a sacred fairy, comparable to the existence of Tianjun, although it was later destroyed by the artifacts and became a waste, but after all, the body is still, can be warm If it falls into the hands of Tianjun, it is possible to restore the spirit with various kinds of Taoism. Isn’t our Lei Di Tianjun adult without the existence of the holy ornaments? Can you get the totem pot? Refining a holy product?"

"While this is said, it is impossible to make a shot for this little man."

"We can shoot for the adults, not to mention, in the heavens, countless to the Emperor of the Emperor want to shoot the flattering of the Emperor Lei Di Tianjun, how can it be impossible to think of this?"

"Okay, go!"..........

A group of heavenly prisoners and law enforcement disciples, entered the army composed of the masters of different worlds, pretending to fight, and now see Fang Han Dafa, all of them want to fly away immediately.

Just as they wanted to fly away, Fang Han’s gaze looked over here. Immediately, all the swords and light appeared in the side of these people, and they screamed, but they were surrounded by the aliens. They are all killed.

Fang Han’s shot is the history of martial arts civilization. With the sword of the martial arts, the air is broken, and the power of the heavens and the earth is ignited. The funeral swords are eternal. Throughout the past and the present, there is no one who can withstand the power of the outside world. His current strength is unlimited. Close to the saint, and relying on the power of the totem can, it is not difficult to kill a group of strong powers.

Even if he can, he directly obliterated the disciples of this group of heavenly prisoners.

"You, when you come, you are safe, how can you go? Although this fight against the barbarian army is my own merit, but after all, you are a guest, if I am not good enough to entertain you, then Isn\'t it too rude?"

Fang Han put the "totem pot" in the air, getting bigger and bigger, and those barbarian warriors automatically put it into it, and he didn\'t need him to push the momentum.

And he sacrificed the ghost martial arts figure, and the black pressure covered the prisoners of this group of heavenly prisoners. The threat of deep meaning is self-evident.

"Wind, what do you want?"

A practitioner who arrived at the realm of the Yuanxian gods, the prisoner of law enforcement, couldn’t stand it and roared: "Do you want to even deal with us, telling you that we have dealt with this group of barbarian warriors, and now according to the rules of heaven, we must Going to other big states to patrol and kill other barbarians. You have delayed the fighters and are not guilty."

"Oh? Have you dealt with this group of barbarians? How are all of them killed by me? Are you just pretending to be pretending?" Fang Han smiled and swept the hundreds of heavenly prisoners who were present in the court.

These hundreds of prisoners of law enforcement, most of them are the existence of the ancestral peaks, there are dozens of Yuanxian masters, and the semi-san level is full of seven.

Strength can not be said to be tyrannical, united, if you use a special combination of techniques, play ten times the strength, you can really kill the saint.

But now Fang Han does not care.

Under the sweep of the ghost martial arts, one can\'t live.

"Wind, what do you want to do? We don\'t have time to talk to you here. As for whether or not you have the greatest contribution to the war against the barbarians, the heavens have their own public opinion, and you can\'t show your strength here. "A half-level leader of the masters talked coldly, **** for tat, there is absolutely no compromise and fear."

"Yes? You don\'t want to secretly harm me? Just now I was able to make a clear calculation. You think that I and the Winter Caves have lost both sides. You will take another shot and take my ghost Wutu map, and then grab the credit? And, just After I killed the Winter Cave lord, do you still want to capture my idea from the heavens and capture my sacred earthen jar?"

The sound of Fang Han is extremely large.

Spread throughout the battlefield.

Many of the monks stopped their movements and flew over here. Especially the sons of the feather gates were surrounded by Fang Han. Obviously they all heard the words of Fang Han, and they immediately became excited. stand up.

"It\'s so insidious."

"This group of heavenly prisoners and law enforcement disciples, on the surface, is to counter the barbarian army. It is awkward to think of the Wang Pinxian, who wants to plunder our feathering door."

"The wolf ambitions, fortunately, were seen through the wind brothers, let them have nothing to do."

"Well, this group of heavenly prisoners and law enforcement disciples, all of them are arrogant, this is all right. After all, it is a powerful force that can safeguard our security, but today, it is passively completed here. You look at them and kill how many barbarians The alien army? With their strength, they can tear the army defense line, but they are here to sell dog meat."

"Indeed, they came, not killing a few strangers and barbarians. It is obvious that there is a conspiracy."

This time the Zhongzhou border, the battle of the Giant Drum Mountain Range, is not only a disciple of Yuhuamen, but also a large number of scattered martial art schools. There are also borders and state-owned Zhangzhou masters. Among them, there are also capable people who can see the generations at a glance. This group of heavenly prisoners and law enforcement disciples did not kill many enemies and pretended to be pretentious.

The disciples of the heavenly courts, the reputation of the disciples in the heavens, are fierce and sorrowful, and they are horrible, and they are arrogant and extremely bad.

Only the general disciples met this group of people and swallowed their voices. Now Fang Han’s attitude is tough, and immediately caused many people’s enemies.

The voices of condemnation everywhere, immediately after another.

"Co-branded, we have to jointly write a letter, and report to Heaven, saying that this group of prisoners and law enforcement disciples are against the barbarians. And they are conspiring to calculate the same way."

"There must be a joint name, and these law enforcement disciples cannot be messed up."

"Abolishing law enforcement disciples will not allow them to go unpunished."

The voices of these condemnations are getting louder and louder. These hundreds of heavenly gods and law enforcement disciples are getting more and more ugly and seemingly angry.

"You guys are against you." A law enforcement disciple angered: "We represent heaven, and you dare to scream, defying the majesty of heaven and killing innocents!"

"Kill!" Another law enforcement disciple screamed.

"It’s a mad heart."

Suddenly, a master of Zhangzhou couldn’t stand it anymore, and his face was blue: "Who is the untouchables, you make it clear that my emperor’s emperor is one of the many emperors in the heavens, and the monks of the 100,000 states of the heavens are all enemies. Resist the foreign enemies, you actually still make a fortune, this thing, I fight for life, must report to heaven, let you get the punishment you deserve."

"Not bad."

Another leader of the Son of Ganzhou said: "The battle between you and the barbarian army. The ancient mirrors of our state have been clearly recorded and there is enough evidence."

Between the words, the masters of Zhangzhou gathered together and held an ancient mirror in their hands. This mirror is a unique piece of fairy.

"Well? Take it!"

A heavenly prisoner\'s law enforcement disciple leader\'s eyes moved, his hand stretched out, and a light flew over. Actually, he had to take this ancient mirror away: "Our action in the court of heaven and prison law enforcement disciples is a secret, you dare to record it. This is the sin of heaven, and no one can save you."

The leader of the law enforcement disciple was a "semi-sanctified" repairer. Suddenly, the ancient mirror of the unique fairyware was taken by the force of the camera. He suddenly jumped up and was actually caught by him.

Hey!

At this moment, Fang Han’s big sleeves slammed, and a long river-like Jianguang broke the connection, and the ancient mirror was settled in an instant, still falling in the hands of the disciples of Zhangzhou. At the same time, the ghost Wu’s figure shrouded and all the Zhangzhou The disciples are guarding: "I knew that the disciples of the Heavenly Prisons and the prisoners were quite arrogant. This time it was a glimpse. You actually killed the people with a word of disagreement. Do you really want to make the monks between heaven and earth lose confidence in heaven?"

Fang Han’s voice was upright, and there was a taste of life for the heavens and the earth. This idea spread out, and millions of monks were present, all of them were filled with indignation, and I wished that all of them would go forward and put this group of prisoners and law enforcement disciples. kill.

His remarks were made out of the profound and righteousness of the civilization history of Confucianism. Naturally, there is a sense of greatness and sorrow, and there is even more power to make people boil.

Confucianism, incredible, and born in the righteousness of the heavens and the earth, is not the kind of devotion of the Dharma, nor the magic of the devil\'s degeneration, but the approach to the right path of the heavens and the earth, inspiring the justice of all people.

"Damn! You are the disciples of the heavenly courts, and you want to seize our magic weapon and kill our disciples!" The sons of Zhangzhou looked at Fang Han and were very grateful. They also saw the ghost martial arts shrouded themselves, very safe. I couldn’t help but get angry. The lungs are all mad.

One of the leaders of the Son is furious: "Do you know who I am? I am the grandson of the Emperor! You are treating us like this, do you want to be defeated?"