Tribulation of Myriad Clans

Ling Mu Hanbi with Ye Fan and the cracks in the emperor's sky, it has attracted many people's attention, including the veteran of the emperor, and guards in the city!

It is to know that in the emot, it is forbidden to fly, and the violations must be severely fined, and the practice of Ling Muhan clearly affects everyone's nerves.

However, the rules of the emperor are only suitable for vulnerable groups. In this world of weak meat, the strength is the capital of the speech, in front of the absolute strength, all the rules, the rules can change.

And the strength and identity of Ling Muhan is naturally above these rules. The guards who guarded the city have seen Hualan flush, this is ready to open, but when they see the coming, it is the words of the mouth. Life geirls go back.

I don't dare to say an uncording, the opposite, I have to smile to Ling Mu Han.

It was still in the surprise, and the pedestrians were also known after the identity of Ling Muhan!

All the way is unimpeded to Xuan Fengcheng, and it will not pay attention to the blocking of Xuan Fengcheng, and the three people in Ling Mu Han directly go to the white family!

In addition to the white house, the four guards saw Ye Fan and Ling Mu Han three almost have not been scared, but they still remember the last time Ye Fan and Ling Mu Han, and the murderer was calm.

It is important to know that the white family in the white family will not stop them from being fierce in the white family, it can imagine the power of the two people. From then on, Ye Fan and Ling Mu have a deeply printed on their minds. Among them, it is synonymous with horror!

"You ... come ... White ... what?" One of the slightly fat disciples asked.

Ye Fan is obviously not willing to pay attention to these guards, and the tone is extremely cold: "Don't want to die, otherwise don't blame yourself!"

Seeing the leaves of Yong Fan, a few guards have retreats back to the back, and the long sword in the hands is hieying. It is hidden in the hands. It is trembling, and the sweat on the forehead is in the forehead!

"Did you dare to pull the sword?" Ye Fan's eyes showed a moving, self-speaking: "Don't leave, Xiaoye will receive a little interest in the white family."

The voice fell, Ye Fan's body was shaped, and first took the head of the chubby disciples who were previously speaking.

The slightly fat disciple pupil is a contract, essentially avoids, the common crossballs in the hands are on the chest.

Just a moment of the longjian of the slightly fat disciple, Ye Fan's hand has reached his chest, a little low sound, the long sword in the hands of the slightly fat disciple should be broken, the residual handpower Take a pour in his chest.

The slightly fat disciple only felt a boring chest, a big mouth blood donated, and the whole person flew down under the role of Juli, and he was heavy on the gate.

"Gure", the door actually changed down, and she hindered the dust.

The slightly fat disciple on the gate is also a few blood spurt. It immediately begins to mourn, and the body is constantly twitching. After struggling, it will not be able to move, and it is no longer a breath!

Ye Fan's violent attack obviously frightened the remaining three disciples who were already stretched, but they didn't wait for them, and Ye Fan had a slight shape, and rushed to another disciple.

Juli smashed the sound of the meat, followed by the crisp sound of the bone break, another disciple fell to the ground, after a few struggles, the breath gradually dissipated.

All this happens between the electro-optical flames, and the two disciples left at the door are widened, and there is no other thing in the eyes.

Looking at the two people have not yet satisfied, and another face is fascinated by Ye Fan.

One of the disciples had soft legs, and the whole person fell into the ground. The momentum took the head, and his mouth was repeated: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Another disciple is even more unbearable, the whole body trembles, the face is white, the pants between the legs is wet, which is clearly the urine pants. The whole person instantly headed a blank, stupidly standing in the same place, looking at Ye Fan.

Originally, I would like to have a killing Ye Fan, I have seen two disciples so appearance, the killing of the eyes, the cold voice: "You roll!"

"Thank you, the little person roll!" The disciple of the squatting on the ground, such as the Daddy, grateful to Dade, nor to go to the other companion, wolf to go to the door! "

"White disciples are really disappointed with the old man!" Ling Mun Hanzhao, which is desirable.

Ye Fan turned over the eyes, and the heart was dark. "You are standing talking. It is not too backache. I'm blame. "

Dry cough, Ye Fan took the lead in the door to go: "Go directly to the main hall, there is more spacious, it is convenient for us to do it!"

"What about this guy?" Ling Mu Han went to the white disciple of the diaper, and looked at the nose.

"If you can't see it, you can do it, you will have your hand, follow you!" Ye Fan is light.

"For him to live, the old man is not willing to dirty his hand." Ling Mu Han is obey.

As a strong power of an extremely peak, it is disdainful to the low-end warrior of this refining, even if it kills them, but it is damaged, and it is an unfolding martial art. If you don't kill, there is nothing, just when he is, it is not absolute!

From the white house to the white family, meet the white disciples along the way, do not say hundreds, dozens of people are also at least, most of whom is to hear, and a small part is when Ye Fan destroyed the white door. Unusually chased.

Although there are many numbers, but unfortunately you see me, I see you, no one dares to block Ye Fan's footsteps.

Several coupons are still loudly -

"God, they are coming again!"

"Happy to notify the old, everyone go back!"

"..."

"Stand, why?" Suddenly, a voice with a sharp voice sounded on the road to the main hall!

"Haha, the 17th elders are old, everyone is not afraid." A white disciple of Ling Mu Han Wei is happy.

"It's really the old age, these three guys have trouble!"

"I dare to come to the white family, it is simply looking for death!"

"..."

Ye Fan three is one of them, looking up, I saw a middle-aged year in front of the three people, dressing up, the breath of the Xuanji is not retained.

"Who are you?" Ling Mu Han faintly glanced over the middle age.

"Hey, Laozi Bai Bank, is the seventeen elders of the white family, and a few guys who don't know the high-grade, they don't want to break into my white family. It doesn't seem to put me in the eyes." Bai War slightly angry !

Ye Fan is not smiling, ridicuing: "You are right, we didn't put your white home in the eyes."

"Let's go!" Hundreds of battles call: "In this Xuanfeng city, no one dares to make a lot of people, are you a suspect?"

"There is only one place, we certainly don't have a long time, just quite the money, we just want to count on a bill with the white family." Ye Fan smiled.

"Accounting?" Bai War slightly, thinking about a moment, spinning: "Betting, dare to speak in white family, I see you is always greasy, don't want to get out of the white home today."

"Yes?" Ye Fanyi smiled: "If we don't go, I will not leave when you are, you will not leave again."

"Joke, who will ask you, die."

After the Bai War, suddenly the eyes were cold, and the feet took place. The whole person broke out, the right hand came to the palm, the real yuan in the body, and there was no strength and horizontal force to smash Ye Fan.

Ye Fan dodge in the Bai War's intention did not appear. I saw Ye Fan's still cold and smiled. It seems that I can't see my attack.

Although it is a bit horror, the corner of the white war is still evacuating, a face has become a little bit, as long as he is hit by himself, even if it is not dead, it seems to have seen the leaves in his eyes. The scene that is struggling after he is hit by himself.

Just a palm of the white battle, I have to hit the moment of Ye Fan, accidentally happened.

Bai Wars only feel that the eyes are black, and a vast film is now, and Ye Fan is so strictively behind him. It's just before standing in Ye Fan!

Ling Mu Han is indifferent, the right hand sword fingers lightly, a little, and the red roils are suddenly ejected from his fingertips, rushing in the white warfare with Thunder.

When the white battle suddenly panic, he could feel the power of this red manway, obviously not what he can resist, instinctively wants to retreat, but unfortunately, the Red Mang has hit his palm, and it is easy to mention in the incredible eyes of Bai War. Pending his palm and brought a blood!

The white battle endured the pain, the body shape suddenly came up, and the footsteps were again facing the ground. The whole person flew out, some wolf fell to the abroad.

Looking at the wounds of the palm of the eyes, watching the eyes of Ling Mu Han's eyes are full of fear: "Who are you?"

After the hands of Ling Mu Han, he was proud of his hands. "You don't know the big name of the old man!"

The white battle faces, the heart is angry, but it is dare not showing a division, the other party is the strong man of the ground, and it can kill himself in minutes. Everything must be careful.

However, Ye Fan is not intended to give him a chance to kill it at this moment.

Rushing in Ling Mu Han: "Ling Premier, don't talk to him, we have to rush to the main hall!"

Ling Mu Han knows Ye Fan's meaning and nodded to understand.

The eyes of the white war are chill, the right hand sword reflects out, the real yuan in the body, rushing on the white battle, which is more dazzling than the more dazzling red man.

White war pupils, you have to escape at a point in your foot!

Ling Mu Han smiled and said: "Are you still running?"

During the speech, Ling Mu Han is another sword pointing out, for a while, the red mountainement, the whole body of the white war, followed by a low drink in Ling Mu, and the body is in the public. Under the crack, flesh and blood splash ...