Super Student's Three-realms Army

"Well, since you want to die, I'll help you today!"

The young swordsman leaped down the challenge arena, and the three generations of ghosts in his hands flashed by the blade. There was a strange feeling of black beauty.

The young swordsman of Silla came to Zhang Xiaofan step by step, with awe inspiring and arrogant manner.

This also makes everyone present tremble. The young swordsman stares at Zhang Xiaofan coldly and says.

"Zhang Wutian, you are the most arrogant and arrogant Chinese cultivator I have ever seen. I hope you will lose in my hands and even go to hell. You can still be as arrogant as you are now!"

However, before the young swordsman could finish his words, Zhang Xiaofan's figure suddenly moved at this moment.

All the people present, they did not see clearly how Zhang Xiaofan's figure changed.

When they came back again, Zhang Xiaofan had already appeared in front of the young swordsman, with a playful smile on his face.

Zhang Xiaofan raised his hand and held the young swordsman's throat. "Pa... pa... pa..." Zhang Xiaofan's big mouth was on the young swordsman's face.

However, the shinluo still had three generations of ghost songs in his hand. However, under the pressure of Zhang Xiaofan's absolute momentum, he had no way to do it from the beginning to the end.

As for Zhang Xiaofan, he didn't mean to be polite.

Even if the young swordsman in front of him was Xinluo, he was also black and blue, his mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, and his left and right cheeks were swollen into steamed bread. How could he be miserable?!

And a group of practitioners in plain Province, after seeing this scene in front of them, one by one really surprised chin almost didn't fall down.

Is this the battle between genius practitioners and genius practitioners?!

Why can't this fierce card pass? It's like a fight between street thugs. There's no rules or routines.

Moreover, it can be seen that Zhang Xiaofan's action is like bullying a simple and honest man. This is totally the one-sided big mouth of the young swordsman in Silla, and the other side still has no temper.

As for the group of practitioners present in the plain Province, at the beginning, they thought that the battle in front of them should be a battle of Mount Tianwang, which must be a battle of ghosts and gods.

But what they didn't expect was that such a funny scene would happen in the end? What happened in this game really broke their eyes!

"Lizi, dare you!"

Seeing this behind the scenes, the middle-aged swordsman of Silla, who was obsessed with watching the battle, was still on the rooftop with his hands around him. He was also furious when he saw what happened behind the scenes.

You know, the one under the roof is the most proud of himself, and also his own disciple. Now, he's being held by his neck in broad daylight, like a chicken, and he's starting to open his mouth.

Even, from the beginning to the end, he did not even have the most basic power to fight back in front of Zhang Xiaofan's full face. He was only passively slapped.