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The fourth-level disciple nodded when he heard this, and his eyes looked at the two people chasing away from the ground with a poisonous light. and others looked at it at a glance, but he was already with killing intent, like a poisonous snake hunting, and he could give the other party a fatal blow at any time.

On the ground, Zhang Haoran adopted a wandering method, constantly shuttling through the trees, looking extremely embarrassed. But even if Zhang Haoran looked very embarrassed and his speed was not very good, the sixth-level disciples of Xuantian Sect behind him couldn't catch up.

Obviously, he was almost able to touch it, but at that time, Zhang Haoran was always able to dodge the hand that stretched out to him, and the sixth-level disciple who finally provoked him roared and screamed frequently.

"Haha......"

Everyone laughed when they saw this, and the laughter came from the mouths of more than 30,000 people.

It's just that, because of this, the sixth-level disciple of the Xuantian Sect has already been furious, and he can't wait for his two legs to grow more, so that he can catch this cunning and low-level Lan Ming Hall disciple in his hand at one time, and kill him into slag with one palm.

It's just that it's not that bad every time, which makes it angry and angry. It's useless to be angry, and it's useless to be anxious. Seeing that he was about to be caught, he slipped away.

"Don't, don't kill me. I'm dripping mom......" Zhang Haoran was still running, but this time it was no longer around the trees. Instead, he came to the side of an Iron Sect disciple, and then to another Xuantian Sect disciple.

Constantly changing people and running around them, trying their best to get rid of the Xuantian Sect disciples who were chasing after them.

"Hey, look at me!"

"Bastard, you almost killed me!"

"Bastard, senior brother, you dare to kill me?"

......

The place where Zhang Haoran passed would inevitably cause a commotion, mainly because the Xuantian Sect disciple was about to explode his lungs by Zhang Haoran before, but he was a little confused when he shot now, and he almost killed the other disciples several times.

Besides, Zhang Haoran's pace was strange, it seemed to be very slow, but when he was about to get close to him, he would always dodge with a sudden teleportation, and finally let this disciple pounce. He was even more furious, and his shot was even more out of proportion.

Especially now, the sixth-level disciples of the Xuantian Sect didn't dare to make a move, and they were cursed all the way out of control just now, and even the disciples of their own sect were almost killed by him. Now he is completely similar to a tiger with a tooth extracted, he knows that he is a tiger, but he has no teeth!

Zhang Haoran, who is different from the sixth-level disciples of Xuantian Sect, seems to be extremely relaxed, not so much that he is running for his life, but that he is leading the dog to go shopping, and his body is easily and flexibly shuttling through the crowd, dodging left and right, not looking at the sixth-level disciples of Xuantian Sect behind him with his spare eyes.

He's waiting, isn't it good to fight and kill as soon as he comes up? Don't do some foreshadowing, first bring the other disciples into this mixed game, and then it's time for the show to come.

"Damn, the eighth king of the Blue Ming Palace, are you just going to run away?" The sixth-level disciple of the Xuantian Sect was furious, and he felt a breath in his chest, which made him extremely uncomfortable. Especially now that he has been chasing for so long, he hasn't even caught the other party's hair, can he not be angry?

Fuck, he's a sixth-level disciple! Usually, when he meets an eighth-level disciple of his sect, who is not a grandson? And he wants to kill an eighth-level disciple is exactly like killing a chicken.

However, now that he didn't fold the eighth-level disciple of the Blue Ming Hall in front of him, he didn't have anything to do at all. Can't hit, can't catch up. also let him offend a lot of people, but fortunately, they also knew that they were killed by the kid in front of them.

"Hey, they all say that I have a personal grudge with you, why do you always get involved with our sect? Are you preparing to go to war? Our senior brothers are all invincible in the world, are you a bird?" Zhang Haoran looked back and smiled while being chased.

It was loud and could be heard by everyone present. This also made many Lan Ming Hall disciples who had previously despised Zhang Haoran, an eighth-level disciple, who were inconsiderate, all of them straightened up and exuded a majestic aura.

Yes, their Lan Ming Hall disciples are naturally very powerful one or two. Just looking at the sixth-level disciples of the Xuantian Sect in front of him, they couldn't even catch up with them, the eighth-level junior disciples, and they couldn't kill them, and it could be seen that they couldn't be killed.

Because of this, the Lan Ming Hall disciples present suddenly had a good impression of this eighth-level disciple. This kid is clever enough to speak.

At the same time, all the disciples of the Blue Ming Hall looked at the Xuantian Sect disciples defiantly. What their eighth-level junior disciple said was right, just now the sixth-level disciple of the Xuantian Sect was insulting their Lan Ming Hall disciples, which was tantamount to insulting them. So now they were also unceremonious, and directly looked at the Xuantian Sect disciples present, as if they were waiting to start fighting.

In contrast, the disciples of Xuantian Sect had two difficult faces. Now that they are at a loss, and now that their sixth-level disciple is being played by the other party's eighth-level disciple as a monkey, what good face is there there?

The sixth-level disciples of Xuantian Sect were choked by Zhang Haoran's words, and then the faces of the surrounding senior brothers were ugly, and they also realized that they had said the wrong thing. He really shouldn't have scolded all the disciples of the Lan Ming Palace, which would give the people of the Lan Ming Hall an excuse to suppress the disciples of their Xuantian Sect.

Now everyone in the demon world knows that they have the most disciples in the Lan Ming Palace, no matter whose sect it is, they are avoiding conflicts with the Lan Ming Palace, after all, it is a matter of stealing chickens.

"Bastard, you have a kind of stop and fight me!" he said with a blush at the thought of this.

Of course, Zhang Haoran doesn't stop, whoever stops is stupid.

"Little bastard, if you have a kind, catch up with me, catch up with me and fight you. "The other party scolded him for being a king, then the other party was a little king, worse than him.

Zhang Haoran was just teasing him, provoking him, and talking loudly every time.

"Haha......"

Zhang Haoran's words caused everyone to laugh again, they had never seen such a funny thing. Especially now, the sixth-level disciples of the Xuantian Sect not only can't catch up with the eighth-level disciples of the Lanming Palace, but they are also constantly insulted and provoked by the other party, and they are even more circled, and the other party is angry and angry.

The laughter rippled, making the people of the Blue Ming Hall laugh, and the faces of the people of the Xuantian Sect darkened.

This is a naked slap in the face, a fair slap, and more than a slap!

The sixth-level disciple of Xuantian Sect also darkened his face when he heard this, and gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't catch up with this bastard, what could he do?

He looked around at his fellow disciples and asked for help, just one person came, and he would definitely be able to kill the other party by attacking back and forth.

But it's okay that he doesn't look up, and when he looks up, all he faces is the hateful eyes of his fellow disciples, as if he wants to beat him. This made him immediately bow his head and pretend not to see, but in his heart he was remorse and anger, instantly increased his speed, and chased after him with the power of drinking milk.

"Yes, I suddenly like this little guy a little. The third-level disciple of the Blue Ming Hall spoke again. Just now, he thought that this eighth-level disciple was stupid, but now it seems that he is doing well. made all the people of Xuantian Sect black, this is cool. , it's super cool.

"Senior brother, I also feel that this disciple is quite good, it would be nice if his cultivation increased a little more. The fourth-level disciple also spoke, and he had a good impression of this eighth-level disciple.

Not only the two of them, but the more than 30,000 disciples present all had a good impression of this eighth-level disciple. Especially after looking at the people of Xuantian Sect with gray faces one or two.

"Bastard!" a few people in the Xuantian Sect group of disciples cursed in a low voice. Now don't mention how faceless it is, when the people of the Lan Ming Hall looked at them, one by two, they became arrogant, and they couldn't be a lifetime.

Although I hate it, what can I do? My own sixth-level disciples are not as good as other people's eighth-level disciples, and they are amazing fart!

Many disciples of Xuantian Sect are very aggrieved in their hearts, and the sixth-level disciples who are chasing Zhang Haoran are not it, he now feels that he is going crazy, he has never felt before, it is more uncomfortable than death. He even has an impulse, that is, to blow himself up directly, and simply end up with that bastard.

"Hey, haven't you eaten? Didn't the people of Xuantian Sect even give the disciples enough to eat?"

Zhang Haoran doesn't have much time to spend here, he has to get a lot of resources in a short period of time, turn on the backlight and let his cultivation rise sharply.

So, he's going to get all these hundreds of thousands of people involved. Now these 30,000 people are the fuse......

Zhang Haoran's voice spread ripplingly, so that the more than 30,000 sect disciples who were watching could all hear it clearly, and everyone laughed for a while, especially the disciples of the Lanming Palace, who laughed even more happily. Of course, the people of Xuantian Sect did not smile at all, and looked at the disciples of the Blue Ming Hall with their eyes slightly closed as if they had died.

"What do you see, don't come out and be embarrassed if you don't feed your own disciples, our junior brothers are better than your senior brothers!"

"No, I used to treat the people of Xuantian Sect as opponents. Now I know, I was wrong, the people of Xuantian Sect are just like that woman, you see, chasing our junior brothers is powerless, shame!"

"Forget it, don't talk about the people of Xuantian Sect, they are all embarrassed, their faces are darkened, it must be caused by not eating and malnutrition. ”

......

"Haha......"

The disciples of the Lan Ming Hall said one by one, and the voice was naturally loud, so that the other hundreds of thousands of disciples around him also listened. For a moment, the atmosphere became strange.

The people of the Lan Ming Hall laughed loudly, and the disciples of the other sects were also laughing, and only the disciples of the Xuantian Sect couldn't laugh with tense faces.

The people of Xuantian Sect wanted to fight back, but after seeing that the sixth-level disciples on the ground could not catch up with the eighth-level disciples of others, they couldn't say anything, and finally pointed the finger at the laughing disciples on the other side and said angrily: "Iron Sect, what are you laughing at?

The disciples of the Iron Sect immediately shut up and looked coldly at the Xuantian Sect as a human being. So many people laughed, whoever didn't say anything from his Xuantian Sect would say that they were Tie Zong? Is it because Tie Zong is easy to bully?

Thinking of this, the Tie Sect disciple counterattacked: "Xuantian Sect's, you yourself have no ability, uncle, I still get in the way of you when I laugh? Damn! If you have the ability, you can do it! If you have the ability, we Tie Sect disciples have already killed that little Wang Ba in the Lan Ming Palace." ”

"Tie Zong, what do you mean?" the Lan Ming Hall disciple immediately looked at him coldly when he heard this.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)