Chapter 1100
"Uncle Dou Ke! Come on... help me kill him! Cut him off! This bastard dares to slap me! How dare he restrain me! Today I must kill him! I must kill him!"

The young master of Tianjian Palace, Jian Ming, acted as if he had been wronged so much, and Hester's voice seemed extraordinarily crazy.

"Also... this golden dragon... this golden dragon is the one I lost before, and now it has been brainwashed by this bastard for some reason, and now it is his! The golden dragon must be taken away too!"

At this time, Jian Ming still didn't forget to take the little golden dragon away.

Fang Fan has never seen such a shameless person before.

This guy has performed shamelessness to a certain level, and Fang Fan is still very convinced of this!

"You mean, the little golden dragon... belongs to you?"

Fang Fan directly picked up Jian Ming's clothes, and the sarcasm on his face became more and more obvious.

"Yeah! What's wrong! You dragon thief! How dare you speak nonsense in front of me!"

"I must kill you today! I must take revenge!"

Jian Ming said viciously, looking bitter and profound.

"Is it?"

"So, can you produce evidence?"

Fang Fan was immediately overjoyed, there is such a brazen person in the world?This is the deduction of shamelessness to a certain level.

"Evidence? Ha ha! The words of my young palace master are the evidence! Can my young palace master blackmail you?"

Seeing Fang Fan's questioning, Jian Ming thought he was completely cowardly, but now he looked more and more arrogant, while talking, he still held his head high.

"Oh... If you calculate it this way, I seem to be getting better and you are still my war slave..."

"Now the war slaves dare to devour the master? Do you really think I won't know you if you change a piece of bullshit?"

Snapped……

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Fan slapped him across the face, straight to the point.

You can't use the usual way to deal with this kind of person, you should make him feel what real cruelty is!
Being slapped again, the fury on Jian Ming's face became more and more obvious!

"Uncle Dou Ke! Kill him! Kill him!"

"Quick! Kill!"

Jian Ming is going crazy!

Huang Jian Dou Ke, one of the Eight Absolute Swords, frowned, and directly killed him with his sword.

Although he was very displeased with this dandy young palace lord, after all, this is the young palace lord appointed by the palace lord, if something happened outside, he wouldn't be able to explain it...

"If you dare to come over, he will die!"

Fang Fan sneered, and directly placed the long sword on the neck of Jianming, the young master of Tianjian Palace, and with a little force, a stream of blood flowed out.

Jian Ming's body trembled...he was scared!

Huang Jian Dou Ke, one of the Eight Absolute Swords who was rushing over, couldn't help but stop, his face gradually becoming ugly.

"Boy, let him go!"

"You can't run in front of me!"

"Today you must die!"

Huang Jiandou sneered, with a proud look on his face.

He still has this confidence.

One of the dignified eight swords, a dignified mid-level quasi-sage, could he overturn in front of a supreme true king?

"Oh? Since I am sure to die, why should I let him go?"

"If you let him go, you will die, if you don't let him go, you will die!"

"Then it would be better to kill him first and bury him with me."

"Save me from feeling lonely on the road to Huangquan alone!"

Fang Fan shrugged, not afraid at all!
(End of this chapter)

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