Chapter 1425 You can't lose face
Beilin raised his head silently, and the cruel light flickered in his eyes.
He was beaten again.
again and again!
He is tired of it!
More, irritable!
Bei Lin clenched his fists silently, his eyes flickered with bright lights, his hands clenched tightly into fists, and the sound of inhalation gradually became more real.
"I said it before."
"Don't take an inch!"
"You are the biggest trash!"
"You don't know how sad it is for me to meet a waste like you!"
"Get out! Get out! Get me out! Trash! Total trash!"
Snapped……
clap clap clap...
boom……
Do not erupt in silence, die in silence.
Beilin slapped Haoyun more than a dozen times in the face in succession, and then kicked out with relief. He touched the ground, so at this moment his face was in intimate contact with the ground.
Today is destined to be the subject of slaps!
Slap each other, slap to burst!
The Haotian Pavilion cultivators who were attacking in the front were already in a lot of difficulties. At this moment, seeing the two coaches in the back start fighting each other again, their morale dropped wildly.
This is also a chicken feather...
They were beaten to death in the front, and the damage was heavy, but the two coaches did not want to make progress and were still fighting each other...
Where does this make them reason? There is even a sense of extreme sadness and helplessness.
too difficult!
They have to face the unlimited projectile attacks of those practitioners who are armed with devil weapons...
I have to accept inexplicable skin festering and aging again...
I also have to fight against the various skeleton soldiers, skeleton dragon skeleton monsters that suddenly appeared in front of me...
Mindset, really exploded! !
"Brothers! Stop fighting! If you continue to charge forward, you will die! Protector Beilin and Young Master Yun didn't plan to fight hard. Why are we working so hard?"
"That's right! Run! We've run into a stubble this time!"
"If the idea is tricky, don't run and die!"
"Haha... Those masters didn't take our deadly battle to heart, and they are still waging civil strife!"
"Following such a master is really a blood mold for eight lifetimes!"
"What else can I say?"
"Go! Run! Quickly withdraw!"
...
A wave of escaping, formed.
The Haotian Pavilion cultivators who had just rushed up rushed towards both sides before they waited for the Law Heavy Machine Gun Corps to conduct a full-scale sweep.
The scene seemed very pleasant for a while.
This battle should be regarded as Fang Fan's most casual battle.
From beginning to end, there was a sense of indifference.
The opponent's coach doesn't matter, and the opponent's soldiers are even more joking.
Less than three minutes into the battle, nearly a third of the enemy's soldiers were scattered.
If this momentum continues, it won't take long for it to collapse completely.
"All legions, press over!"
"Give them the final blow!"
Fang Fan stretched his waist and looked casually silent.
...
Hao Yun, the son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion who was kicked to the ground, silently pulled his head out of the soil, and then wiped the soil on his face, his eyes instantly became cloudy...
face, lost.
The head can be cut off and the blood can flow, but face cannot be lost!
Haoyun looked at Beilin in the high sky sinisterly, clenching his hands, he vowed... to find an opportunity to kill him!
Even if you don't hesitate to return to Haotian Pavilion, with the help of your father's power! Do this too! Must do!
If you dare to beat him now, wouldn't you dare to kill him directly in the future?
