"Enough, Xue Shuai, I told you to shut up, didn't you hear?!"

Xue Hao's face was completely black.

Let him say. ”

Zhang Xuanchen waved his hand and motioned to Xue Hao to leave it alone.

"Excuse me?

Do you have that face?

Brother, he's the kind of person who doesn't have a good life, doesn't want to work hard, and thinks about how to harm others every day!

This kind of person, one day is struck by lightning, I can't wait to find someone else to be struck by lightning together!

I really don't understand why you would make friends with this kind of person!"

The more Xue Shuai spoke, the more energetic he became.

I can't wait to say that Zhang Fan is an iron waste that cannot be found in the world, a big garbage!

"Brother Fan, my brother ...... him"

Xue Hao just wanted to explain something.

Zhang Xuanchen smiled faintly and said:

"You don't have to explain anything, you don't need to explain anything.

I'm going to use the facts to shut up all those who look down on us. ”

"Well, Boss, you have to come on!"

That's when it happened.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd!

"The Aoten Martial Arts Club is here!!"

The excited crowd automatically and neatly divided into two teams.

I saw a team of people coming mightily.

That's all the elites of the Aotian Martial Arts Society!

The leader is the president of the Aotian Martial Arts Society, and Yan Xiangtian, who is nicknamed "Little Yama".

Then there are the two vice presidents with the same name, Lu Zhiang and Zhang Kai.

Following the three of them was Song Zhe, who was defeated by Zhang Xuanchen's punch.

Behind, there were also martial arts students who were close to the hundreds.

These martial arts students are all elites of No. 1 Middle School.

Each minimum cultivation has the strength of a one-star quasi-martial artist.

Every member of the Aotian Martial Arts Club has arrogant eyes and empty eyes, as if they are the best in the world.

Everyone cast envious glances at them.

Liberal arts students are envious of these martial arts students who have martial arts roots and have the opportunity to become the mainstay of the country in the future.

And those weak martial arts students are envious of their strong strength and being able to join the Aotian Martial Arts Society.

After all, even if they are admitted to the martial arts class, most of the martial arts students will still be eliminated, and after graduation, they will go to find jobs and work part-time like liberal arts students.

The only one who can become a master is a powerful martial arts student!

"Brother Yan, that's that kid!"

Song Zhe looked at Zhang Fan resentfully and pointed at him with his finger.

A few days ago, Zhang Fan beat him to the point that his bones were almost all over his body!

If it weren't for the president who found him a precious elixir, I'm afraid he would still be lying in the hospital right now.

Yan Xiangtian put his hands behind his back and looked at Zhang Fan with his eyelids slightly drooping.

The breath on his body was slowly released.

Let his clothes rise as if they had a blower.

"It's over, Yan Xiangtian's strength is afraid that he has broken through the four-star and is close to the five-star quasi-martial artist!"

Li Lulu looked at Yan Xiangtian in horror, and said with a trembling body.

"What? What do you mean...... He...... Does he have the strength of a five-star quasi-martial artist?"

Xue Hao asked in the same horror.

In Xue Hao's eyes, Mo said that he was a five-star quasi-martial artist.

Even if it is a three-star quasi-martial artist, it is already an unattainable existence!

"It's not as strong as five stars.

But it's not much worse.

Now all we can do is pray that Zhang Fan will not be killed. ”

Li Lulu looked at Zhang Xuanchen's handsome face worriedly:

"Why don't you listen to this damn bastard?"

"If Yan Xiangtian makes a move, will Brother Fan be killed?"

Xue Hao asked worriedly.

Xue Hao was ruthless, and he never took care of his feelings.

And this time it was Zhang Fan's fight again.

Yan Xiangtian has no reason to forgive Zhang Fan. ”

Li Lulu let out a long sigh:

"Pray, all we can do is pray.

Pray that Zhang Fan will not be beaten to death, just save a breath!"

"This ......"

Xue Hao regretted it at this time.

He even regretted saying those cheering words to Zhang Fan.

Didn't that push him into the fire pit?

As a brother, I should have sensibly persuaded him not to do dangerous things!

Li Lulu secretly said in her heart:

"Zhang Fan is in Zhang Fan, if your life is really in danger.

I pulled down this face and begged Yan Xiangtian to spare your life.

I believe that Yan Xiangtian can still give my Li family this face.

It's just that I'm afraid that at least he will have to abolish your cultivation before he stops. ”

And at this time.

Ma Yourong walked to Xue Hao's side and said with a mocking smile:

"Xue Hao, do you know that you regret it now?

It's late!!

If your brother is killed, you will kill him!"

"Hey...... Brother, why don't you listen to your sister-in-law?

Now that you are stammering with Song Shao, the opportunity to socialize with Aotian Martial Arts has been wasted by you. ”

Xue Shuai hated iron and looked at Xue Hao and said.

"Don't call me sister-in-law!

Hmph, when the halberd is over, I will definitely tell President Yan the truth.

I believe that President Yan should be very interested in Zhang Fan's good brother, right?"

Ma Yourong smiled playfully:

"You brothers and sisters have never enjoyed happiness together.

Then let's share the suffering!

It's better they're all dead!"

"Sister-in-law, you ...... Don't do that!

My brother really didn't mean it!

Please, a hundred days of husband and wife, so miss the old!"

Xue Shuai pleaded and pulled Ma Yourong's cuffs and said.

"He died of his own accord and did not listen to persuasion, what can I do?

Consider yourself unlucky!

Who let you have such a brother who is a dead brother!

I have to admit death and be a brother with a dead waste!

This brother of yours has also been implicated. ”

That's when it happened.

Zhang Xuanchen and everyone in the Aotian Martial Arts Club were already standing in front of the halberd platform.

Yan Xiangtian looked at Zhang Xuanchen arrogantly and asked:

"You are the waste Zhang Fan who hurt Song Zhe?"

The little Yama King Yan Xiangtian's eyes were small, but they flashed with a ruthless light.

The whole person is like being shrouded in a layer of murderous aura of yin owl, which makes people shudder.

Zhang Xuanchen nodded and didn't speak.

"I want to ask you, where did you get the courage to dare to challenge my Aotian Martial Arts Society?"

As he spoke, Yan Xiangtian walked up to Zhang Xuanchen and frantically released the breath on his body.

The true qi of the hunting drum was blown through the body.

The bangs in front of Zhang Xuanchen's forehead floated up.

However, Zhang Xuanchen was still expressionless and stood in place without moving.

"Huh...... Are you scared silly like that?"

Yan Xiangtian shook his head slightly:

"After seeing a master like me, do you still dare to challenge my Aotian Martial Arts Club?"

"Master?"

Zhang Xuanchen glanced at Yan Xiangtian indifferently, and gently spit out a sentence:

"Within ten steps, killing you is like killing a chicken!"

"Good dog guts!!

Yan Xiangtian was dumbfounded and said angrily:

"It may be that my Aotian Martial Arts Club hasn't established its authority for too long.

Even a liberal arts student dares to fight against us!

Okay, well, I'll show my arrogance in front of everyone!"

As he spoke, Yan Xiangtian's fingertips pointed at Zhang Xuanchen's forehead and said:

"You are the sacrifice of the proud sky!"