Wu Po Jiuxiao

But the robes on his body were opening and closing vaguely, as if streams of mysterious air flowed in them.

"Hehe...Rong Zhihao, I'm really sorry, I can't agree to the conditions you said."

Staring at Rong Zhihao with a sneer, Ye Fantian said slowly.

"Really? I suggest you better agree, otherwise, I don't think you will have a good result."

The red-haired prince slowly stood in front, stroked the long hair on his forehead, and stared at Ye Fantian arrogantly, as if he was convinced of Ye Fantian.

A burst of Gang Qi shot out from Ye Fantian's finger in vain, and the expressions of all the Martial Kings changed at the next moment, and they looked around with expressions of incredulity.

"roll!!!"

There is only one word, but it contains great coercion...

It seems that the tearing of gods and demons is echoing in my ears...

The three Martial Kings moved quickly, but the next moment they dragged Rong Zhihao and the two of them away. The two have not yet understood what happened, but before they left, the resentful eyes told Ye Fantian that this Liang Zi Ended up...