I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 676: My name is Ye Hanshuang!
Oh!
Three afterimages flashed.
The three of them came out quickly and went back faster. All of them were frightened by Yang Fan's brutal act of doing nothing directly.
Even the third-level Wu Zong like Jing Jing was trampled into the ballast by one foot. What can they do? Do they stand there and step on each other?
So even if they admit to counseling, they don’t want to hard **** with this guy who doesn’t follow the routine.
"This brother, I just want it!"
Mo Yuquan, who had just returned after picking things up, watched Yang Fan’s performances in astonishment. He couldn’t help but stood up again, and gave Yang Fan a thumbs up. “Even Jing Family’s second son, you dare to clean up like this. , Awesome! Today, Jingjia’s face is completely under your feet..."
Pap!
It was another slap, Mo Yuquan fell to the ground, when he was struggling to stand up, but felt a dark shadow on his head came from the sky, followed by a pain in his left face, and a brush on his head. Was squeezed into the ice cave below.
It's over!
Mo Yuquan instantly understood what happened to him. He never expected that the other party would dare to step on it.
Extraordinarily, this time it's a shame to go to my grandma's house!
Who is this bastard, just sweeping the face of the Jing family, and now even their Mo family's face is not in their eyes, it is simply looking for death!
Mo Yuquan's heart burst into flames, his body and blood ran fast, and he wanted to break free from Yang Fan's feet.
He is different from the waste of Jing Er. Jing Er is just a rookie who just entered the Grand Master's realm, but Mo Yuquan has already achieved the Grand Master's realm as early as three years ago, and now he has advanced to the eighth level of the Grand Master. !
If he hadn't thought that this **** would dare to shoot him, and made him unexpected, how could Mo Yuquan be planted in such a fifth-level guru?
Whether it is Jing Er or Mo Yuquan, they only saw Yang Fan’s blood and martial arts cultivation ability, but did not see Yang Fan’s spiritual mastery cultivation state.
So, until this time, Mo Yuquan still had some illusions about his skill.
But soon, after Mo Yuquan ran all the repairs and made his first struggle and counterattack for strength, the big foot on his left face not only did not collapse and bounce off as he thought, even When the stepping on the foot stepped up again, Mo Yuquan's heart was cold.
What a special! This **** is even a pig and a tiger!
Yang Fan’s left foot and his right foot are grinded, and he grumbles in his mouth: "The man I hate the most in this life is this kind of villain who has nothing to pick up and mess around with and read jokes in the middle!"
"Come on, fat man, you have to step on both feet!" Yang Fan Chong Ansheng beckoned, said: "Today you are the Lord, the grandson of the Federation's first spiritual guru, and now he falls to any cat or dog. It's bullying, can't you embarrass your grandpa anymore!"
"That, Brother Fan, this is not so good." An Sheng kicked on Jing'er's chicken with some embarrassment: "I seem to be a bit at risk like this, not a gentleman." , A gentleman like me, how can I do this kind of thing?"
"Otherwise, let them go! They are all men with heads and faces in the federal family, so sweeping their faces is not good."
Speaking, An Sheng's right foot also fell heavily between Mo Yuquan's legs. In order to be afraid of his lack of strength, An Sheng even deliberately used mental force to increase the speed of his foot drop by 30 when he was down. Several times.
Falling down, Yang Fan seemed to hear the sound of broken eggs. Mo Yuquan’s head under his feet was also a fierce convulsion and struggle, but Yang Fan gave a strong suppression.
When I saw Jing Er and Mo Yuquan's body that had been completely distorted by pain, Yang Fan's mouth twitched. This fat man was much more ruthless than him. He greeted him all the way down. This is.
Although this kind of injury is far from the life of a guru, the pain in it is definitely unbearable by any normal man.
How much hatred does this have to make such a big hand under the fat man who always pays attention to a gentleman?
Yang Fan and An Sheng have known each other for so many years, knowing that this fat man is a bit of a mouth loss, a bit of a mouthful, even if there is a conflict with his classmates, it is mostly on the spot, but it is never useful to the class. Any student has taken a hard hand.
As if it were like today, Yang Fan saw it for the first time, stepping on someone's eggs.
Finally, it's kind of like a man!
Yang Fan grinned. Not only did he not blame, he even cast a look of encouragement in his eyes.
The warrior just wants to have such a trace of bloodiness, and it should be unambiguous when he shoots!
Qiu Bu is not a good gentleman. He is about to be bullied by someone riding on his head. If he doesn’t fight back, he will practice some martial arts. He just goes home and plays with mud. It’s safe.
"Live...foot!"
Finally, some people in the crowd could not bear it anymore. The king-level strongman who had been standing beside Mo Yuquan just stood up and sullenly looked at Yang Fan and An Sheng: "At a young age, I thought So malicious, the two of you are so cruel, how is it different from the monster?!"
"Brother Mo Ming is right!" Later, in the direction that Jing Er came out just now, a half-century also separated from the crowd and came out: "They are all human race compatriots, even if there is some misunderstanding, why do you have to take this poisonous hand? You Two juniors, can there be a bit of black and white in the eyes?"
Seeing that my juniors were trampled under their feet, the crotch key was also trampled into flesh. The old man's mouth twitched, and his face was somber.
The current juniors are really too presumptuous, relying on a little self-cultivation on their own, they don’t know what their last name is.
"Fat man." Yang Fan asked softly to An Sheng: "Who are these two old dogs, do you know?"
As An Sheng's legs were soft, the liver was a little trembling.
"Brother Fan, it's almost all right." An Sheng secretly whispered to Yang Fan: "These two old kings of Jing and Mo are all old people who don't want to have a big face. They really will shoot us!"
An Sheng didn't understand it, because Mao had always been low-key as if there was no sailing brother, why suddenly became so high-key today.
Although the key point of stepping on Jingjing II and Mo Yuquan just now is really cool, but these two old things are not the same in front of me. One is not good. It is definitely a battle for the king.
The three of them are alone, can they make it to the last two of the ninth-level Wuwu, which is close to the peak?
This is when the egg touches the stone.
"Afraid of Mao!" Yang Fan glared at An Sheng and said, "Afraid they will let us go? Compromise and retreat. If it works, you and your father will not dare to be home for ten years. Back."
"Relax, today I came to give you this bad breath as a teacher!"
Yang Fan’s cowhide sounded properly, and An Sheng was terrified at the same time he felt grateful.
"Ding! Your apprentice Ansheng is in a state of turmoil, grateful for your heart, and a great sense of belonging to the martial arts. The loyalty of the martial arts is extremely improved, and the martial arts centripetal force is +20."
Yang Fan was startled, but he didn't expect this kid to be so emotional.
Before giving him a superb rune secret treasure, he only contributed a five-point martial arts effort. I didn’t expect to give anything this time. I just played with him and played a few words. It's just awesome, so it's easy to reap the twenty centuries centripetal force.
It seems that the fat man still prefers the sensational set.
"Boy looking for death!"
Mo Ming's momentum rose from the sky, and the power of a king directly exerted pressure on Yang Fan and An Sheng: "Since you are so under-educated, today's husband will lower your parents' generation and discipline well!"
Speaking, Mo Ming patted on the right palm, and even came directly to Yang Fan’s left face. The speed was fast and the strength was strong. It was clearly aimed to smash Yang Fan’s head.
Yang Fan’s eyes narrowed, and there were murders in his eyes. This old thing really didn’t need a little bit of face. In front of so many people, he directly hit the junior with a killer. It really is not a good thing!
As soon as his thoughts moved, the Tiangang thorn in the sea of knowledge was ready to be acted upon. Only Mo Ming's palm took the initiative to come to the door. Without taking the opportunity to cut down one of his arms, Yang Fan never stopped.
"Elder Mo Ming!"
With a light drink from the crowd, Mo Ming’s body stiffened for a moment, and half of his arm that had just flown out was stuck in the air, so he couldn’t get in.
Mo Ming was horrified. He knew that this junior must be dependent on him, but he did not expect that the strength of the person he was relying on was so powerful.
"The fun among the juniors, we old guys don’t have to reach out and blend in?"
"There is also Jingren, who is unfair. In fact, everyone has his own conclusions. If Jingyang was not provocative first, he would never end like this now. Speaking of it, it is all his own. The blame is self-acquisition."
"You must bear the blame for yourself. Moreover, the little friend Yang Fan also has a decent way to start, and will never really kill their lives."
Speaking~IndoMTL.com~ A fairy-like woman in a white dress walked out of the crowd, nodded slightly at Yang Fan and An Sheng, and then turned around, watching the two kings of Mo Ming and Jing Ren quietly.
The two of Mo Ming were frightened by her momentum, and the sounding asked her, "I don't know what you are?"
"My name is Ye Hanshuang and I am an ordinary martial arts lecturer at the Beijing Wuda University." The white skirt woman introduced herself: "At the same time, I am also the leading teacher of the Beijing Wuda University participating in the trial of Lingyuan. "
"Ye Hanshuang?" Mo Ming was shocked: "The former Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Special Service Bureau, the newly-appointed Vice-President of Beijing Huawu University?"
Ye Hanshuang nodded with a smile, without denying, "Elder Mo Ming has good information. I also just accepted the invitation of President Yin three days ago, and there is no official announcement from Beijing and Wuhan University yet."
Mo Ming raised his finger to the three of Yang Fan, and asked softly, "Principal Na, are you and the three of them...?"
"They are all freshmen of my Beijing Wuwu University this year. I am very optimistic about them, and if nothing unexpected happens, after the start of the new semester, they will all be students in my class. Is this reason enough?"