"What did you say?" The Jinwu clan man was furious.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      �

"Is your brother the big bird here?" Lu Yang said.

The nickname of the Jinwu tribe is Xiaoniao, but those who dare to call this nickname are either dead or they cannot afford to offend.

"Young Master Lu...you...Xiao Liao is also the Eighth Master's 'Servant' Guard..."

"Please take Zhu Bazhong out, and Lu pulled out his feathers and hairs, no more than one or two!" Lu Yang said.

"The Eighth Master said that he has shaved a lot of dragon scales." Xiao Liao said.

"Don't let your mother gossip! Zhu Bazhong's stinky bird can only play with some girls. In battle, he is just a scumbag!" Lu Yang said.

"Xiao Liao will naturally bring these words to the Eighth Prince." Xiao Liao said: "However, please give me some face. He is the one who the Eighth Prince wants to kill."

"He is Mr. Lu's friend!" Lu Yang stood in front of Shen Fan.

"For an ant, why bother Mr. Lu..."

"Get out of here! If you have the ability to call Zhu Bazhong that smelly bird, what are you?" Lu Yang suddenly roared.

Chen Fan only realized at this time that Lu Yang was the early stage of the Heavenly Venerable, which was clearly the late stage of the Pavilion. He was wearing golden armor, which was more moving than before.

Haven't you seen the flying flower standing on the treetops in the distance watching the battle?

The flying 'flower' is no longer helpful.

Chen Fan thought of this.

"Hmph! People like him will definitely not survive." Xiao Liao snorted coldly, but he was afraid of Lu Yang, so he left a scene and immediately went downstairs.

Seeing the other party leaving, Lu Yang's cold face melted down and turned around and smiled at Chen Fan, "Fellow Daoist Chen, you've caused a big trouble."

"Zhu Bazhong, the Eighth Prince of Jinwu Pavilion?" Chen Fan said.

Lu Yang nodded and said, "That's a crazy guy. Anyone who covets or dares to contact the Sword God Ji's uniqueness will basically die unless he can't kill him. When Lu offended Sword God Ji, that guy actually fought with me alone!"

"Did you offend the Sword God Ji?" Chen Fan's face suddenly became silenced.

"Hey... don't look at me with this kind of eyes... I saved you!" Lu Yang shouted: "I just called her to drink together back then!"

"You dare to call her to drink together?" Chen Fan said coldly.

"Damn... you and Zhu Bazhong are the same kind of person!" Lu Yang twitched in his face: "But you absolutely can't beat him! You are too weak!"

Chen Fan was silent.

"That guy treats Sword God Ji as his forbidden body. You stop Sword God Ji and Sword God Ji's 'naked' picture... By the way, I can let me see that 'naked' picture... Cough cough... Just kidding... joking... Anyway, you are careful. Zhu Bazhong is on the genius of the Ten Thousand Worlds List and will never let you go."

Little did he know that Zhu Bazhong regarded Chen Fan as the one who must be killed, and Chen Fan also listed Zhu Bazhong as the dead.

Jian Ji is his. Zhu Bazhong is a person. He dares to treat her as a forbidden body and dares to kill herself for her!

But then I thought about it and I was still too weak. Before the spirit-eating insect came out, I finally got a human with my tail between my tail in the mirror "flower" and "hole".

It's so frustrating.

"Let's go, find a way to apply for an identity token for me first." Chen Fan suddenly said.

"Okay, take the 'naked' picture... Uh... I see that your method of hooking up with beautiful 'women' is better than me. I can teach you one or two tricks... Especially your painting, you can still draw it even if you haven't seen the Sword God Ji... Uh... Hehe, you know." Lu Yang rubbed his palms, looking very vulgar.

"Can you handle it?" Chen Fan was too lazy to talk to him.

"It's inconvenient... the key is that Jinlong Pavilion is now..." When Lu Yang was considering how to do this for Chen Fan, a red old man came.

"Zhuque Pavilion, apply for your identity token."

This red old man did not have the explosive "sex" redness of the Flame Demon Taoist Ancestor, but tied into a ponytail, and the wind and clouds came in a light and light clouds.

That's right, the person who came is a Taoist ancestor.

"Senior Sword Pattern." Lu Yang saluted the visitor, and then secretly sent a message to Chen Fan: "The Zhuque Pavilion is here, I can't protect you anymore."

"You are Chen Fan?" Jian Wen said.

Chen Fan secretly said that the news was so fast that since this ancestor was sent by Zhuque Pavilion, was it also coming to make things difficult for him?

"You ask for blessings for yourself... Zhuque Pavilion has always valued reputation. Your way of hooking up with the Sword God Ji will damage the reputation of Zhuque Pavilion... Think about the Sword God Ji in Zhuque Pavilion, you are still alive... the end of the game..."

Lu Yang's words made Chen Fan sweat coldly.

"Let me go with you, whether you are alive or dead, wait for your senior sister to fall... However, regardless of life or death, I will apply for an identity token for you and give you a grave." Jian Wen said.

He believed that the middle-term man in front of him would not dare to disobey. The Taoist ancestor of the Zhuque clan took action. Will such an ant dare to resist?

Lu Yang was about to plead for Chen Fan, Jianwen said, "Boy Lu, it's useless. It's useless to call your grandfather over. He always wants to give Zhuque Pavilion a 'trial'."

Seeing Jianwenzhi's arrogant look, Chen Fan felt even more aggrieved. In this situation, both Jinwu Pavilion and Zhuque Pavilion could step on his face casually.

It’s easy to say about Jinwu Pavilion, Lu Yang has the power to support him, but Lu Yang is at best a late-stage Heavenly Venerable, facing the Taoist ancestor of the Suzaku clan...

"What if Chen refuses?" Chen Fan said.

The 'element' light flashed in Jianwen's eyes, and he looked at Chen Fan deeply, and said, "It's okay, you can restrain your soul and go back."

The sword pattern Daozu's tone was mediocre, but what he said was full of murderous intent.

"Hi... Senior Sword Pattern, I have just learned a secret technique these days, and I also asked Senior Sword Pattern to give me advice."

Lu Yang felt that no matter what, if you take action to control this idiot, you will have a beginning and an end.

"You kid... overestimate your ability..." Jian Wen smiled, happily pointed out his sword finger, and instantly teleported Lu Yang to the city thousands of miles away.

"Damn it! It's the Rikong Sword again..." Lu Yang's words came from a distance and gradually faded.

"Let's go, Chen Fan, don't let the original person do it. You should know that a person like an ant can only accept the trampling of fate!" Jianwendao Zu said.

Chen Fan was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he clenched his fists and said, "An ants will not be ants for the rest of his life!"

"You've finished playing in your life." Jianwendaozu said: "You can't desecrate the identity of Sword God Ji..."

"Don't think about it!"

Even if Chen Fan faced the Taoist ancestor, he was unwilling to surrender. He reborn as a result of his reprimand, and he would escape once.

However, just as he was about to self-destruct, the invisible sword power had already bound him.

"I really don't have to pay for the toast! Chen Fan, since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

As he said that, Jianwen Daozu clenched his fist and was about to squeeze Chen Fan's "meat" body.

Bang!

The black giant palm that came from somewhere slapped the sword power of the sword pattern Taoist ancestor.

"Huh? It's really you..."
Chapter completed!