"Hey, don't make trouble, this king hasn't seen enough!"

Yao Ji was stunned, hurriedly shouted, and chased after her.

Jiang Fan, who had already arrived at the school gate and was in the crowd of onlookers, stumbled, almost didn't fall to the ground, turned his head and glared fiercely in a certain direction, Nima, it's not your brother who was kicked as a ball, right?

I haven't seen enough, look at your second uncle!

Jiang Fan retracted his gaze and shouted, "Stop!" ”

At the same time, he walked through the crowd of onlookers and appeared in front of the crowd of onlookers.

At this moment, one of the young men who had just caught the fat man of Luo Chengtuan, glanced at Jiang Fan inadvertently, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, and shouted at a young man in a robe, with a dao on his head, and long hair in a shawl, "Second senior brother, catch the ball!" ”

The sound fell, and he kicked on the fat man who was in a ball.

In an instant, the huge spherical Luo Fat Man crossed an arc, carrying endless power, but he did not go towards the so-called second senior brother, but went straight to Jiang Fan's face.

Jiang Fan's face sank, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, a majestic suction force suddenly appeared, catching the fat man Luo who shot in. With a flick of his wrist, he shook the clumped Luo Fat Man apart and returned to his human form.

stepped forward again, grabbed the dizzy Luo Fat Man, supported him and put it beside him, and said with concern, "Fat man, it's okay!" ”

"No... It's okay! Luo Fatzi looked at Jiang Fan and said dizzily.

Jiang Fan carefully examined Luo Fatzi, he was really not injured, and his heart was slightly lowered. But his anger did not diminish at all, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Fatty, you wait, watch me give you anger!" ”

"Jiang Fan, don't go!" Luo Fatzi, who was dizzy, grabbed Jiang Fan and said hurriedly.

Although he was dizzy now, he clearly remembered that the ten young people in front of him who had formed a group were all in the Purple Fu Heavenly Master's ranks, and they had secret skills, and they were by no means ordinary people.

Blindly provoking a strong enemy is by no means the work of smart people.

The most critical point is that Luo Fatzi can feel that these ten people are teasing themselves, not killing them.

As for the face thing, he thought that he had been thrown into the ditch by himself n years ago, so there was no need to be angry.

So if you can't provoke, you won't provoke.

Besides, he didn't want to let Jiang Fan offend people who shouldn't be offended because of himself.

Jiang Fan patted the fat man on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry!" I know what to expect! ”

"But..."

Luo Fatzi was about to persuade, Jiang Fan had already bypassed Luo Fatzi, took two steps forward, glanced at the ten young people who had already stood in a row, and said lightly, "What's the matter?" When you saw the Son in person, did you forget to even bow to him? ”

"The top ten true disciples taught by the Qingcheng faction, just this virtue? Don't even know basic politeness? ”

What the!

Are they the top ten true disciples of the Qingcheng Sect?

Luo Fatzi just caught up with a step, he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened, I'll strangle it, is it really fake? The top ten true disciples of the Qingcheng Sect are the best among all the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and they are also the role models of countless Qingcheng cultivators.

All of them are regarded as idols.

It's just that they have never been Shenlong, so how could they suddenly appear together in Rongda? Why did you put me in a group?

Looks like I don't know them, do I?

The crowd of onlookers around was even more in an uproar, instantly forgetting the fact that the ten people kicked Luo Fatzi into a group as a ball, and looked at the ten people with hot eyes, if they hadn't noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, they would have rushed up to ask for an autograph.

There is no way, the status of the top ten true disciples in the hearts of the disciples of the Qingcheng faction is no different from that of stars.

However, the top ten true disciples were all furious, and one of the young men who had just kicked Luo Fatzi at Jiang Fan even sneered, "Holy Son, where did the Holy Son come from?" I, Zhong Kun, don't know when the Qingcheng Sect will have a Holy Son who overrides the head of all the disciples. ”

"If you don't know, you can ask the master. But instead of saluting me, you insult my friend, and I can expel you from the Qingcheng faction in the name of the Holy Son!" Jiang Fan said lightly.

"You..."

Zhong Kunqi's eyes were full of anger, he turned his hand to gather mana, and one by one the talismans with a faint halo appeared out of thin air, with a great posture of moving.

At this moment, a slightly older man, about thirty years old, was dressed in a moon-white gossip robe, with a hosta on his head and his hair plugged in. Some young people who have achieved the image of a virtuous person came out.

stopped Zhong Kun and said lightly, "Fifth junior brother, don't say it." He's digging a hole for you, and it's wrong to talk too much! ”

"Yes, big brother!" Zhong Kun was startled, and then he came to his senses, and really followed Jiang Fan's words, the purpose of coming has not been done, and he was really kicked out of the Qingcheng faction.

He knew that the Holy Son was comparable to the existence of the sect leader in the door, and he was worthy of the name of the number two person.

It is not impossible to expel a true disciple.

After all, the status of the Holy Son is revered.

In the ancient feudal dynasty, the Holy Son was the crown prince.

Who dares to be disrespectful to the crown prince, even if it is the emperor's brother, he has to salute when he meets the prince?

Senior Brother nodded, his gaze moved to Jiang Fan, and said lightly, "Jiang Fan, you know very well what we are here for." We don't talk about hypocrisy, the head of the sect did crown you as the Holy Son, but our senior brothers disagreed and did not approve. ”

"If you want to lead the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, please show your strength. Instead of relying on the word "Holy Son" to oppress the same family. ”

"Besides, you can drive out one of me, but can you drive out thousands of me from the Qingcheng faction?"

Son?

Is Jiang Fan a holy son?

Nima, why can't I understand?

Luo Fatzi looked dazed and couldn't figure out the situation.

The onlookers were even more unconscious.

However, Jiang Fan glanced at the senior brother a little highly, and wanted to take the lead and shave off the faces of the top ten true disciples, and then beat their arrogance and vent his evil anger for Luo Fatzi.

I didn't expect the senior brother, who was the head of the top ten true disciples, to resolve it in a few words.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan didn't think that in a few words, he would let the top ten true disciples identify with his identity as a holy son, and in the end, he had to have the final say with a big fist.

I couldn't help but say lightly, "So, as long as I convince you, will you recognize my identity as a holy son?" ”

"Yes, if you want to be a holy son, you must be stronger than us to be qualified!" Without waiting for the senior brother to speak, another true disciple said arrogantly, "Otherwise, why should you be the Holy Son, and why should you lead me and other disciples?" ”

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed over the ten people one by one, and he said lightly, "That's what you mean?" ”

"Seventh Senior Brother, Seventh Senior Brother, what we said, that's what we mean!" All ten of them chimed in.

Even the senior brother, who was the head of the top ten true disciples, nodded slightly.

"Tsk, the Qingcheng faction is infighting, a rare event, you can't miss it... You guys wait a minute, let me pick a good angle first. ”

Jiang Fan was about to speak, when suddenly Yao Ji's voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Fan looked at it, and saw that Yao Ji had taken a bag of melon seeds out of nowhere, and while knocking on the melon seeds, she moved her body with great interest, putting on a posture that was not a big deal to watch the excitement.

couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Yaoji, don't make trouble!" There's going to be a fight here! ”

Originally, when the top ten true disciples saw Yao Ji's posture, they were also angry, and some of them were even ready to make a move. But after Jiang Fan spit out the word Yaoji, he shrank back one after another.

I was secretly shocked in my heart, the motor turned out to be the big demon king of Yaoji, but fortunately he didn't come forward. Otherwise, he was killed by Yao Ji, who to reason with.

Yao Ji knocked on the melon seeds, and said unhappily, "You take care of this... You control me, you can fight your law, and I will watch my play. With your scum fighting methods, can you still hurt me? ”

Jiang Fan spit out a mouthful of old blood, motor, you treat us as monkeys, are you still reasonable?

Who else is a scumbag who has the ability to come out and fight me alone?

However, Jiang Fan knew that he was serious with Yaoji, so he lost. Twisting his head to the side, he didn't bother to pay attention to her, and stared at Shidao, "Who will come first?" ”