Lin Qianqian realized that it was not good, but at this moment, her body floated up like a feather, and floated out of the cage through the cage door, and the next moment, her neck was strangled by the saint of the previous generation......

The neck, as if at the critical point of breaking at any time!

"Only in this way can your good husband show up in peace." The saintess of the previous generation sneered and said something in Lin Qianqian's ear, and then through her mana, her voice spread to all directions of the Guillotine Cliff, "Zhao Fan, you are limited to ten breaths, if you don't appear on the Guillotine Cliff, I will use a little more force in my hand, and I will die twice!" ”

"Don't come, don't come......" Lin Qianqian's neck was strangled to death, unable to speak, so she shouted weakly in her heart, she hated herself for being so weak and became a drag on Zhao Fan, and she also hated the unscrupulous means of the previous generation of saints......

One breath.

Two breaths......

Gradually, it's the ninth breath!

The five fingers of the saintess of the previous generation almost collapsed, if the next breath, the offspring of that fox spirit did not appear again, she would really screw off Lin Qianqian's head and stomp on it!

At this moment, among the clouds and mist in the distance, a slightly thin figure slowly walked out, carrying a big bow, with a brush in his left hand, but his right hand was raised high, holding a coffin!

……

"Zhao Fan? Does he really dare to come? And alone? ”

"Notice the bow? The green arrows before the rectification were all shot by his own hands. ”

"Alas...... The word love, just play, can't be touched, even if the young generation is invincible, but also lost to love, if he doesn't come, at least in the future in the top of the hidden door of the powerhouse, there will be a place. ”

Although the seventeen witnesses felt that the actions of the saints of the previous generation were a bit shameless, they did not say anything about it, and they did not dare to offend the Divine Machine Gate.

The young man in the eyes of everyone walked slowly as if facing death, and came to the top of the guillotine cliff.

Everywhere they passed, the nearby Shenji Sect disciples all took the initiative to avoid opening up a long distance, for fear that the other party would suddenly rise up and be angry with them, in that case, the death would be too unjust.

His identity is the world-famous Jiangzhou Wuzun in the outside world, and in the hidden gate, he is the existence of the king among the younger generation!

It's Zhao Fan!

Not long after, he stood in the open space twenty meters in front of the previous generation of saints and the master of the Divine Machine Gate, and said calmly with his eyes: "This cliff is too high, and it is a little slow, I hope you will forgive me." When he was halfway through, his hands suddenly itched, so he shot a few arrows on a whim. ”

The corners of the eyes of the people on the side of the Shenji Gate twitched wildly, and how many arrows did they shoot with itchy hands? Fool us for fools? Do you know that because of your arrows, a Holy Realm elder was damaged?

And the witnesses listened to his words, and they all determined that those green arrows were shot by the other party's own hands, although the quality of that bow seemed to be the best in the world, but it did not have excellent strength, and it was impossible to exert its might!

Zhao Tianchang looked at the young man in front of him with mixed feelings.

Zhao Fan had already sensed the resonance of the power of the bloodline when he came, and that degree exceeded that of the uncle, and also surpassed the young grandmaster, and looked sideways at the former, it was the old face in the gathering place, and he said with disdain: "Old Master Zhao, the biggest regret in my life is the surname Zhao." ”

When the words fell, he no longer paid attention to Zhao Tianchang.

The last time he was in the gathering place outside the secret territory of the ruins, the distance was a little far, and coupled with his deliberate suppression, it didn't trigger the resonance of the power of the bloodline, so it only appeared now.

Zhao Tianchang's eyes darkened, and he didn't say anything.