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"Fan Lang, if you kill my son, this revenge is not shared, I will kill you in the future!"

"I will let you die in the most painful way, suffer the greatest torture, and then sacrifice your head to Xiahou Xing. It's not enough for you alone, wait until I kill you, and then deal with your family and your friends, kill them one by one, and the blood debt must be paid in blood!"

Xiahou Yu hated the root of his teeth, if Fan Lang was in front of him, he would definitely pounce on it now.

Hate to hate, kill to kill, he understands that Fan Lang is not so easy to kill, if this is a wine bag and rice bag, Xiahou Xing will not die.

How to kill Fan Lang, this is a question.

What's even more troublesome is that it is rumored that Fan Lang has a relationship with Yanlong Academy, this is a transcendent force, and even the Seven Heroes dare not offend, let alone Bazhou.

Xiahou Yu thought about it, and felt that this matter had to be discussed with the other two sons, so he took out a Feixin card and informed the two sons in the distance.

These three brothers, the eldest is called Xiahou Ri, the second is called Xiahou Yue, and the third is called Xiahou Xing, together, it happens to be the sun, moon and star, named after the stars.

Xiahou Ri and Xiahou Yue are both developing in the Tower of Babel, Xiahou Ri is an official disciple, Xiahou Yue is stained with her brother's light, and she is mixed with the identity of an outer disciple.

Disciples are different from disciples, high-level disciples can get more training, more resources, and the number of places is very limited.

Most of the transcendent forces use this kind of elite training, assuming that they have 10,000 units of resources, they would rather use them all to one genius than to distribute them to ten mediocre talents.

Feixinka quickly responded, and the two brothers were shocked and angry.

"Dad, I'm so heartbroken, my brother's revenge must be avenged!"

"How did the third brother die? Dad, you make it clear! I want to avenge him!"

The words of the two of them were filled with monstrous anger, and an awe-inspiring murderous aura came to their faces.

Xiahou Yu wrote down the incident in detail, and wrote down Fan Lang's whereabouts and general location.

Fan Lang walked from Yanyu Building, so many pairs of eyes watched, it was not difficult to determine his approximate whereabouts, and Bazhou sent a large number of sentry spies to track Fan Lang yesterday and inquire about all kinds of news. Relevant news will continue to be transmitted back to Bazhou.

The two Sun and Moon brothers kept sending back letters, and the second of them, Xiahou Yue, was extremely excited.

"God bless, I'm practicing with a group of disciples of the Tower of Babel, and it's very close to the direction where Fan Lang last appeared, just a few thousand miles away, just enough to avenge my brother!"

For the Xuanwu people, the distance of thousands of miles is indeed very close, and it is only about half a day's journey, and if you are rushing at full speed, it will be even faster.

Upon learning of this, Xiahou Yu was very happy, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he urged his second son to take revenge. His eldest son, however, had a different opinion.

"Second brother can't act recklessly! Although your strength is stronger than that of the third brother, it is not too much, Fan Lang can kill the third brother, and it is also a threat to you, you rashly go over to take revenge, coupled with anger, it is easy to have an accident." The third brother is already dead, wouldn't it be even worse if you had another three long and two short. ”

A hurried line of text appeared on the Fly-Sense card.

"Big brother, don't worry, I have my own measure and will not act recklessly. When a group of our disciples come out to practice, they will all help me, and I am not the only one. There are four Xuan Emperors and five Xuan Monarchs among us, together we can't clean up a single Fan Lang?"

Xia Houyue wrote in response, very persistent and confident about revenge.

The four Xuan Emperors are indeed extraordinary, and these are all Xuan Emperors cultivated by the Tower of Babel.

Even if Fan Lang has the strength to defy the sky, there will be a limit after all.

Xia Houri changed his attitude and agreed with his younger brother to try, but still told him to be careful.

"As for revenge, let's take it slowly, don't be in a hurry, I will first do my best to find out Fan Lang's whereabouts, and after confirming the exact location, I will tell you immediately. Xiahou Yue, your brother's enmity depends on you. If your fellow disciples are willing to help, our family will definitely be grateful and will not let them contribute in vain. ”

Xia Houyu wrote this paragraph.

These three fathers and sons have all been filled with the word revenge.

......

"Ahh

Fan Lang's nose was a little itchy, and he suddenly sneezed.

He had already refined more than eighty Xuanji Pills in one go, which greatly improved his cultivation perception, and his experience points also increased a lot.

With his current level of cultivation, he had just reached the learning conditions of the True Spirit Divine Sword Technique.

He clicked on the system and selected the secret recipe of the True Spirit Divine Sword Technique, and this time he finally succeeded in learning.

The True Spirit Divine Sword Technique began to read, and it would take hundreds of hours to learn.

Fan Lang made some revisions, which greatly shortened the time.

As for the other items, the modification of the modification, the refining of the refining.

An early morning time has made him change in all aspects and his strength has reached a higher level.

It will take two or three days for the True Spirit Divine Sword Technique to be read, and then he will become stronger!

Fan Lang was busy with everything, turned his head to look, and saw Mo Mengxue sitting not far away, under the sunlight, it looked slim, like a work of art, strangely beautiful.

Fan Lang recalled the taste of last night, leaned over to Mo Mengxue's side, took it into his arms, and said with a smile: "Call my husband to listen." ”

"You're not old, why do you call you husband?"

"My husband and my husband have the same meaning, you can just call it. ”

"Husband. ”

"A little sweeter. ”

"Husband~"

"A little sweeter. ”

"Husband~~~"

"Stop, no matter how sweet it is, it will soon become the tone of the old bustard in the green building. ”

"I hate it!" Demon Mengxue raised her powder fist and lightly smacked Fan Lang.

What is flirting?

Here it is.

The two were laughing and playing, Fan Lang was happy, suddenly his eyes lit up, he turned his head sharply, and looked in one direction. There was a mountain there, and there were a few people hiding on the mountain, and they were peeking at their side, looking sneaky.

Fan Lang didn't talk nonsense, he directly grabbed Mo Mengxue's waist, rose from the ground, turned into a streamer, flew towards the mountain, and fell to the mountain in an instant.

He raised his sword finger and pointed upward, condensing a hundred sharp swords out of thin air, and the blade surrounded the voyeurs, causing them to change color in fright.

"Say, why are you staring at me, who sent you!" Fan Lang asked in a deep voice.

The strength of these people is average, and the highest is only a Xuan King, they are oppressed by Fan Lang's dragon power, plus the sword is hanging in front of them, they are all frightened, and they have no ability to resist, so they can only cooperate obediently.

"The strong are angry, we have no ill will, we just discovered you by accident, and we were not instructed by anyone. The leader of the Xuan King said urgently.