The leader of the Shenji Sect, including many disciples and seventeen Holy Realm spectators, were all shocked. They actually said that the previous generation of Saints, who was as beautiful as a fairy, was old, ugly and artificial? Not even a single hair on the Spirit Fox shawl could compare to her?

"Presumptuous!" the saint of the previous generation became angry.

Zhao Fan spread his hands as if it didn't matter. How could there be any reason in the world to reach out and not hit him? Asking that to yourself, isn't it just asking for self-humiliation?

"Haha..." The saint of the previous generation suddenly laughed. She loosened her fingers without warning, letting the flawless white spirit fox shawl fall to the ground. The nine tails were stained with dirt. Not only that, she also raised her foot to step on it.

On the shawl, I rubbed it back and forth, "Since you think it can't even compare to a foxy hair, then I'll dress it up properly."

Zhao Fan looked at the messy spirit fox shawl on the ground. His pupils suddenly narrowed and his voice became hoarse: "Is this interesting?"

"It's meaningful to be able to show you this expression." The tip of the previous saint's shoe suddenly penetrated a big hole in the spirit fox shawl.

"No matter what you do, it can't change the fact that you can't compare to her." Zhao Fan couldn't bear to look at it anymore, closed his eyes and said solemnly: "I've been labeled a failure and can never take it off, so I can only vent in this way.

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These words seemed to poke a painful spot in the heart of the previous saint. A frightening black lotus suddenly appeared under her feet, shattering the soul shawl into pieces, and the sound of slapping and slapping echoed on Guillotine Cliff.

It fell into Zhao Fan's ears, and every time he heard it, he felt heartbroken. It was the fur of his mother's body, and it was destroyed like this, but as his son, he was powerless to avenge her!

He didn't even know what his mother looked like. His only hope was the spirit fox shawl...

"Despicable people will be punished by nature, Han Ruyi, you will definitely receive retribution!" Zhao Fan's words were like lightning, resounding in the ears of everyone on Dutou Cliff.

Han Ruyi is the real name of the previous saint! Not many people in the world know it. They only know that her last name is Han, and he only learned the last two characters from his uncle at the time.

The previous saint's face was ashen, and it was too late to isolate the other party's voice from spreading.

"It turns out that the deputy sect leader of the Shenji Sect is called Han Ruyi..."

"It was a good day to come. Not only did I get to witness the death of the younger generation of kings, but I also learned the name of the previous generation of saints."

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Many holy realms were whispering and discussing. When the disciples of the Shenji Sect saw the reaction of their deputy sect master, they guessed that it was true. They were excited and secretly noted it down.

"You have violated my taboo by leaking my name without authorization!" The saint of the previous generation narrowed her eyes.

"So what? I'm going to die anyway today, and I originally thought of killing one more Saint Realm elder as a backup." Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders, and then condensed his voice into a line of affection and said to Lin Qianqian: "Qianqian, I'm sorry.

, I have made you implicated, I have no ability to kill her, and I have no ability to save you."

There was mist in her eyes, and she shook her head, as if to say she didn't blame you.

Zhao Fan took a deep breath and said again: "But if you die, I will not live alone, so I am here today. If you can still like me in the next life, then we must be an ordinary couple.

I don’t want to be rich and powerful, but I want to be able to have a child and raise him..."

Lin Qianqian cried and laughed silently.

"You look so beautiful in your phoenix crown and harem." Zhao Fan smiled, and his eyes were red.

"You are laughing so happily, I wonder what you two desperate mandarin ducks are whispering about?" The saint of the previous generation said with a sinister smile: "Why don't you say it so that everyone can laugh too?"

Zhao Fan moved his eyes to the saint of the previous generation and said lightly: "You? You are not worthy."

"What an unworthy one." The other hand of the previous saint's mana turned into a whip again, and she raised a "pop!" sound, and struck the opponent's body.

Zhao Fan's body was like a kite with its string broken, he vomited blood and fell to the ground, and there was a shocking whip mark on his face, like a bloody ravine.

He slowly got up and raised his hand to touch the wound.

The previous generation of saints did not want to kill Zhao Fan directly, but to slowly torture him to death. Therefore, that whip only contained 10% of his strength. Even so, it had reached the middle stage of the holy realm.

And Zhao Fan's Great Purification Technique, faced with an offensive that exceeds his own two minor realms, is like a fake!

This whip almost split the left side of his face into two, and his brain was in shock. If the soul-encrusting purple lotus had not taken effect in time, his soul would not have been able to recover for an hour. Now, after only a few breaths, he woke up.

Zhao Fan shook his head slightly, but he was not surprised in his heart. On the contrary, he was extremely calm. The previous generation of saints was in the late stage of the holy realm. The gap between her and him was so big that it could not be made up by external factors such as heaven-defying treasures and chance.

, even the techniques he masters are the same.

Absolute suppression!

At this time, Zhao Fan was like a weak ant, while the previous generation saint was like a towering Mount Tai!

But this does not prevent the murderous intent in his eyes!

When the saint of the previous generation saw that the other party stood up again, and even looked at her with that look, she was extremely angry and whipped her again.

Zhao Fan fell down again, dragging a large trench seven meters long and one meter deep on the ground. He took nearly twenty breaths before he stood up unsteadily. The clothes on his body were in tatters, and the area where he was struck by the whip was

, the skin cracked, blood flowed like a fountain, and the sinister ribs inside were exposed!

And he never made a sound because of the pain from beginning to end. The hatred reflected in his eyes made the surrounding Holy Realm witnesses and Shenji Sect disciples shudder.

The master of the Shenji Sect looked at the virtual image of Duanmu Han in the crystal coffin, and said in his heart: "Han'er, although you died young, there will be a younger generation of kings buried with you, so go with peace of mind."

"You really look like that foxy girl. What I hate the most is this look. See if you can still stand up." The saint of the previous generation swung the whip again, increased the power, and hit the target leg accurately.

department.

The whip fell.

Zhao Fan was like a cannonball that escaped from the barrel, creating a large trench on the ground.

Lin Qianqian looked at this scene, the tears sliding down her cheeks wet the red wedding dress. She opened her mouth to call the other person's name, but her throat could not make any sound.

"I'm afraid this whip will severely damage someone in the middle stage of the Saint Realm. He shouldn't be able to get up, right?"

"The gap is too big, there is no suspense anymore."

"well……"

The seventeen Holy Realm spectators sighed one after another.

The hands in Zhao Tianchang's sleeves were clenched tightly, and the veins on his forehead were pulsing. He was touched by the scene in front of him, as if he had returned to nineteen years ago, when his daughter-in-law committed suicide... his son committed suicide... Now, the man who was given the title of "disaster star reincarnation"

"My grandson is suffering cruel torture. All of this is thanks to the same person!

He used to have such a moment, and he wanted to do his best, but there was still Zhao's up and down behind him. In the end, he watched the miserable curtain.

And now, you have to repeat ...

Zhao Tianchang condensed at the end of the ditch, and the heart convulted continuously: "Yaner, maybe you are right, Ming Zhe protects himself, even if he preserves the Zhao family, it is famous.

The Zhao family's soul is also! The Zhao family is no longer the past Zhao family, and all this is caused by the cowardice of the father, then it will change from me! "

Thinking about it, his turbid eyes seemed to have restored a hint of bright.

At this moment, Zhao Fan got up again and stood stubbornly. The weakness seemed to be able to blow down like a strong wind.

change.

And Zhao Fan's right leg was torn by a whip, and his legs were almost cut off!

"Yes, it's just three, and I will not smoke you for the time being." The last maiden said with a smile. At the same time, after she pulled back the mana whip in her hand, the whip was replaced by the whipping sound, and the whip replaced

Her other hand surrounded Lin Yan's neck that was stubborn to the purple purple, and then the whip body hardened and hung Lin Yan in the air.

Zhao Fan's teeth bite giggle.

Lin Yan didn't panic. She didn't want to embarrass her man at this time, and smiled strongly.

"Zhao Fan, now we are here to play a game." The last maiden swayed the hard whip in his hands, and even the Lin Yan on the side trembled twice, and she said with compassion: "If you dare to destroy your own affection,
Chapter completed!