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In fact, they are really wrong. In Fang Qi, there is never the word fear!

There is nothing to kill...

Even if the Sky League leader stands here, as long as it violates his principle, he should kill, he must kill!

Fang Qi will not keep his hand in the slightest. For him, this is a principle, a kind of confidence!

If a person loses principle, if he gives up again and again because of concerns, it is equivalent to losing his soul... Fang Qi does not want to be such a person...

In other words, he was extremely disgusted to be such a person.

The monks rushed up, they were infinitely violent, infinitely excited, and even infinitely surging...

They looked at the iron pots and the mist of water in the red furnaces, their throats became dry...

In front...is the place where hope condenses...

You can let them relieve pain and relieve itching, so that they can completely stand on the peak of comfort.

This feeling... is really infinitely beautiful...

"Pushing past...Pushing past is hope...Pushing past will get all this..."

"We can live... we can live..."

"They must not dare to do it, they must not dare to do it..."

"Go on... go on..."

Nearly ten thousand monks acted together, in fact, the lineup is still quite strong. They rely on the advantages of a large number of people. They think that the law does not blame the public.

The monks in the front row are approaching the restricted area... they have already stepped into the restricted area with one foot, they are only a few tens of meters away from the iron pot and the Dan furnace...

auzw.com Sure enough...no one did it, no one resisted...as he imagined...they didn’t dare to do it...and they didn’t dare to massacre so many of them...

The monks in the front row started to step out of the second foot. When their second foot also entered the restricted area, Fang moved...

He flew past like a ghost, and the sword in his hand was rotating like a maple leaf flying around... Ling was chaotic and orderly...

Crazy situation...completely opened!

Fang Yi cut it out with one knife, and cut the monks who had both feet into the restricted area in half. When those monks were dying, the pupils opened greatly, as if they felt unbelievable...

How can this be... how can this be... how do they do it...

Is Fang Qi crazy? So many of us... can he kill it?

When the time comes, something will go wrong... how can he solve it... he will die without a doubt... really a lunatic...

When they returned to their homes, such thoughts and thoughts could not help but emerge in their minds...

They don’t want to die... they want to live... how good it is to live... why go to death...

"They must just give us off Mawei. They only dare to kill these two people. The rest of them don't dare to kill...then next is our chance...rush..."

There was no one in the crowd who was making a howl, and the monks were restless...yeah...it must be so...they were afraid, they were afraid...

Killing one or two people is already the psychological limit they can bear...

If the massacre continues, will the Tianmeng ignore it?

But there are more than a dozen Golden Seat inspectors standing there...

Their patriarch also stood there silently...

More and more monks rushed in. Fang Yi's knife was not fast enough. Some monks rushed in...

Xue's killing intentions gradually condensed in his eyes, and he began to work...