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Chapter 2178 I, Fang Fan, Help You

The current situation has become somewhat solemn...

It is obviously impossible to continue to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

Only after the wave is resolved, can we continue to gather points to fight for aid!

Otherwise, if there are too many reinforcements, it may form an interlocking deadlock!

Fang Fan's nine armies suddenly followed suit.

Fang Fan glanced at the positions of the soul clan and the cultivators of the Temple of Heaven.

At this moment, the two sides are basically evenly matched.

The 3 Soul Race practitioners still have little advantage against the 2 people in the Temple of Heaven, either because the combat effectiveness of these Soul Race cultivators is too hot, or the combat effectiveness of these cultivators in the Temple of Heaven is really not bad.

"Listen to my orders later, attack the soul cultivators first!"

Fang Fan smiled silently, and then took out the Zhantian Sword.

"Young Master Yingyue of the Temple of Heaven is indeed a young hero!"

"I've seen these soul races be unhappy for a long time! They actually used despicable means to assassinate the elite of the Temple of Heaven!"

"This time, I, Fang Fan, decided to practice justice! Lead the righteous men of Qingtian Sanctuary to help the Temple of Heaven to destroy the soul race!"

"Destroy no way! Punish the thugs!"

"kill!"

Fang Fan gave an order, followed by a wave of greetings.

Everything that should be done has been done, and the fighting state at this moment has reached its peak!

Ying Yue, the young lord of the Temple of Heaven, and Zhao Xie, the leader of the Soul Clan, are in a fierce battle, each in a daze...

No matter what, they couldn't figure out why Fang Fan would intervene at this time, this style of painting is wrong!

"This Fang Fan is a bit self-aware! He even knows to come and help me in the Temple of Heaven..."

"It's just a pity, it won't take long, this guy will be a dead man..."

"When the soul clan is destroyed, I will kill this guy, so that all the school tokens on him will be mine!"

"Excellent! Excellent!"

Ying Yue, the young master of the Temple of Heavenly God, had a murderous gleam in his eyes, then nodded silently and said.

"Your Excellency Fang Fan! You have chosen the right path!"

"When the soul clan is destroyed, you will hold the heaven sanctuary, and my heavenly temple will cover it!"

"I, Yingyue, guarantee you a place as a student in the inner palace!"

Ying Yue, the young master of the Tianshen Temple, rolled his eyes, and then began to make a comprehensive promise.

Anyway, no matter what, Fang Fan must be stabilized first...

After obliterating the soul clan, what kind of toss he wants to make in a mere holy land, isn't it fulfilling his wish?
It's not a big deal at all!

Take off in minutes!
Ying Yue, the young master of the Temple of Heavenly God, had flickering eyes, thinking to himself, the smile on his face was vividly displayed!
Of course, he didn't expect Fang Fan and the practitioners of Qingtian Sanctuary to play any role on the battlefield.

In the eyes of Ying Yue, the young master of the Temple of Heavenly God, how much combat power can a third-class sanctuary have?

Zhao Xie, the leader of the Soul Race standing on the opposite side, suddenly frowned...

It stands to reason that even if hundreds of cultivators from a third-class sanctuary join the attack camp of the Temple of Heaven, it is not a big problem, and it can even be ignored.

But Zhao Xie, the soul clan leader, suddenly felt uneasy...

This sense of unease gathered in his mind, making his complexion more and more glued...

Some feelings seem so real...

"Maybe I'm thinking too much..."

"Third-class Qingtian Sanctuary? Hundreds of people?"

"Hehe...how strong can it be?"

Zhao Xie shook his head slightly, thinking in his heart, then sighed silently.

But in an instant, his complexion suddenly changed...

(End of this chapter)