Yun Fan looked worried, "The person coming is getting stronger and stronger. What should I do? I hope my father can break through soon..."

"don’t worry."

The fat man also learned from Gu Han 10% and slapped him on the back of the head, "Fatty Master can still hold on."

"Brother Yulin!"

Yun Fan thought for a while, "Let me do it this time. I have a dragon sword in my body and a special identity. They dare not do anything to me!"

"Okay."

The fat man smiled, "When Fat Man falls, it's your turn!"

Hearing words.

Everyone felt secretly in their hearts.

Compared to before, Fatty has matured a lot during this period and is much more reliable. It seems that Fu Dahai's death has dealt a great blow to him.

At this time.

Two figures suddenly came from the sky, hovering outside the city, just one head taller than everyone. Judging from their cultivation level, it seemed to be in the realm of feathering.

"Luo Yun Sect, Fan Dong."

"Qingyue Sect, Wu Ji."

"Come and ask for advice from you! The old rules, if you are afraid, just dispel your unrealistic fantasy and say 'We are natives' and I will leave immediately!"

The two spoke at the same time, with a sarcastic tone.

Everyone had no expression on their faces.

They have heard this kind of thing countless times.

"You have a break."

Yan Qianjue glanced at the fat man, "I will do this battle..."

"Need not!"

The Holy Lord Luoheng waved his hand, "Let me do it!"

"Stop fighting."

The fat man sighed, "I'm so old that I'm so hurt, I don't know how much I am? You know Fat Master's defense, and you can still withstand it!"

Said.
Chapter completed!