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Undoubtedly, for Jerson, it is undoubtedly the best choice, the strength and background are self-evident, and he also has the capital to confront the underworld in Southeast Asia, and the most important point is that he and Xiao Fan are still old friends, and Xiao Fan still owes him a favor. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The most important thing is that the original intention of the two of them was not because of interests, which is why Jerson can confidently and boldly flee to Huaxia to join Xiao Fan.

"Under the king of fighting in Southeast Asia, there are a total of eight generals, this time I went to Huaxia and brought two, but none of them came back, leaving behind the two who died, and there are six, the person in charge of the death fighting arena is one of them, the death fighting arena is one of the forces under the king of fighting, many powerful guys who stand out from it, and finally disappear, and the final result should be that they are all collected by the death fighting venue, as for those who do not surrender, it is estimated that the possibility of being killed is greater, death fighting arena, I won't let those guys with strong fighting ability outflow, of course, you were an outlier back then, and then it was Zhao Husheng, because I was operating behind the scenes, so he also came back. Jerson looked at Xiao Fan and said lightly.

"I don't want to listen to this, let's talk about the strength of the other party, I'm more interested in this." Xiao Fan looked at Jaelsen and said lightly.

"The king of Southeast Asian martial arts, the seventh on the god list, and the eight great generals who sit down, each of them almost has the strength of the quasi-god list, even if it is weak, it is not weak."

"The person who went after me this time was one of them." Jerson looked at Xiao Fan, the corners of his mouth hooked up a bitter arc, shrugged and said.

"A god list, eight quasi-god-level masters, plus countless guys who have stood out in the death fighting arena," Xiao Fan looked at Jaerson and muttered softly, "What a strong strength." Xiao Fan said lightly.

"But this Southeast Asian king of martial arts can't help but look down on Huaxia too much, a guy on the quasi-god list, rushed to test the truth? Since that's the case, then let's stay. The corners of Xiao Fan's mouth hooked up a sneer.

What if it's huge? With his own strength, he can still reign over the world, and now he is the emperor of the underground dynasty of China, and he has people in his hands, resources and resources, and where are he afraid?

Xiao Fan, Zhao Husheng, Jerson, a group of three people appeared under the night sky, the night breeze was slightly cool, the starry sky was bright, at the top of the building, opposite Xiao Fan was a foreigner man with long golden hair, with long hair, flying wantonly with the night wind, with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, looking at Xiao Fan, the corner of his mouth showed a hideous smile, "Shura." The man spat out two words from his mouth with a cold face.

"The king of Southeast Asian martial arts sits on the golden lion king, but Erle." Xiao Fan looked at the man and smiled disdainfully.

"Arrogance." The Lion King roared angrily, looked at Xiao Fan, and made a brazen move, like thunder.

Xiao Fan smiled disdainfully, "It's just a guy who was sent to die, and he's still shouting there, look at how I slaughtered you today." "The yellow spring rises again, the blade is like a waterfall, and the nose is cut three times, tearing through the sky, and a dead breath spreads in the field.

After the three swords, the Golden Lion King, covered in blood, was torn out of countless wounds on his body under these three swords, "A guy at the level of a quasi-god list, is one layer worse than the eight tribes of the Heavenly Gate, but he has just stepped into this level, and he is too much worse." Xiao Fan looked at the Golden Lion King and sneered.

If the remaining five guys all appear, six quasi-god-level guys will shoot at the same time to deal with Xiao Fan, maybe it is possible, one is far from enough for Xiao Fan.

Under the starry sky, the night breeze blew, and lines of blood bloomed out on the golden lion king's beard-like body, but the golden lion king had already turned bloody.

He is not Ji Changtian after all, Ji Changtian can no longer be unharmed by Xiao Fan's knife, let alone the Golden Lion King, between the two, there is more than one level.

After three knives, he had already asked for half of the life of the Golden Lion King, the blade was moving, the hand was up, the knife fell, the golden lion head had fallen to the ground, after death, he was still staring at Xiao Fan, when he died, he didn't expect this man to be so strong, Shura back then, was far less powerful than today.

After killing the Golden Lion King, Xiao Fan didn't even bother to look at the corpse, if it was to change the year and kill such an existence, Xiao Fan would inevitably be a little complacent, but now, a character of this level really doesn't have much weight in Xiao Fan's eyes.

He is no longer the poor guy who was hiding from the pursuit all over the world, nor is he the poor worm who was seriously injured and wanted to die by the five major pavilions of the Supreme Pavilion, his opponents today should be those guys who stand at the peak of the god list.

After killing the Golden Lion King, Xiao Fan looked in the direction, the other two sides of the battlefield, Zhao Husheng and Jerson, both of them are not good existences, those brought by the Golden Lion King do not have the capital to help Zhao Husheng.

For such a level of battle, Xiao Fan didn't have the heart to intervene, besides, the current Zhao Husheng needs to be honed too much, his talent is amazing enough, the only thing missing is to hone it, Xiao Fan needs Zhao Husheng to grow up quickly, although he has the eight tribes of Tianmen by his side, but those are not his own people after all, and Xiao Fan is not comfortable to use.

Moreover, the heavens headed by the eight tribes of Tianmen don't seem to be interested in him.

Just as Xiao Fan was about to leave, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes suddenly looked at the void, "Who, come out for me." At this time, there were still people peeping at him, Huang Quan was out of the sheath, the incomparable blade tore the void, and the next moment, Xiao Fan's figure had appeared on the edge of the building, looking in all directions.

"I think Your Excellency is the king of martial arts in Southeast Asia, since you are the king of martial arts, why not show up for a fight?" Xiao Fan's cold voice sounded under the night sky, holding the Yellow Spring in his hand, Ling Li's void, which is an arrogant word that can be described.

Looking at this scene, there was a look of shock in Jaelsen's eyes, is this man already strong enough to provoke the king of martial arts in Southeast Asia?

What terrified Jaelsen the most was that he actually came, many times, in their eyes, that person was a mythical existence, but today, that man was actually provoking that myth, which almost subverted the concept that had always been formed in Jaelsen's mind.

No sound came, Xiao Fan frowned slightly, just after fighting with him, Xiao Fan had already felt the other party's strong physique and blood, a person with such a physique, in today's world, except for the king of martial arts, Xiao Fan really couldn't think of anyone else?

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