"Still died under the eyelids of the elder guy of Wu Shen Temple."

"Watching the best genius junior in his country fell, it is estimated that the group of old guys were also dripping at that time!"

"Hahaha.."

"What's more uncomfortable, don’t you dare to move?"

"At that time, we looked at it!"

King Froor was gloating about the past.

Chu Tianfan, this name that has made countless people's frightening names.

Today, when I mentioned it again from the martial arts population, it has become a distant past and a history that cannot be changed.

Talking about a dead person, natural clouds are light and light!

boom!

However, when the masters of the French Palace narrated their old chats, the door of the main hall was suddenly pushed away.

Then, a bloody man with blood dragged his broken body and broke in.

"Burning the sky?"

Seeing the coming, King Froor and others were shocked, and they were shocked.

"This .. What is going on?"

"How did you make this look?"

King Flo and others immediately asked.

Although because of personality, the popularity in the Froor Palace is not very good.

But in the end, it is the title of the Indian country. Now his compatriots have suffered such serious injuries, and King Flo is naturally frightened.

"It's a big deal."

"He .. He is back."

"He didn't die!"

"That damn guy, he is still alive!"

Bingtian sit down at the table.

The blood on the body was stained with the long table in front of him.

Faced with these people in the Indian martial arts in front of them, the old face was pale and resentful, and said fiercely.

"Who didn't die?"

"You make it clear!"

King Flo and others asked again.

"It's Chu Tianfan!"

"The damn abandonment of the Chu family."

"Chu Tianfan, who was forced to death outside the gate of the summer!"

"He didn't die."

"And, he came to India."

"I just destroyed my Indian King Island."

"I was hurt by him!"

boom!

It seems like a thunder.

The whole hall .. No, even the minds of King Froor and others are completely stunned.

In the brain, buzzing.

Once, the fear of being dominated by Chu Tianfan had swept from these people after two years of disappearance.

"How ... how is it?"

"This .. How is this possible?"

"How could he be alive?"

"We watched him dying with his own eyes!"

King Flo was trembling, and he stumbled on his seat.

The other two Indian nations are also scared in the dull eyes, with a dull look.

A few minutes ago, they were still talking about Ye Fan's death.

But then, burning the sky said that the guy was not dead, he was alive, and he was killed to the Indian country?

For a while, Fro -King and others only felt that the world was disillusioned and absurd!

If it wasn't for the appearance of burning the sky with blood, it would never be believed in these ghost words of burning the sky.

"Yes .. Why is it, why is it us?"

"Forced him that year, the mastermind was Chumen, and the old guys in Europe.

"Even if he wants to get revenge, he shouldn't start with us first."

"He should look for Chumen first, and then find Europe."

"Why, find us first ..."

King Flo's old face was pale and panicked.

He couldn't figure it out, why Chu Fan first asked them to revenge.

"Because I caught a woman."

"It is estimated that Chu Tianfan looks like a woman."

"He came to someone, by the way, revenge." Burning Tian didn't conceal it, and said it took the initiative.

After he heard these these, King Flo was mad!

"What did you say?"

"You caught his woman!"

"I think you are crazy?"

"Do you still provoke him?"

"You stupid!"

"Are you going to kill our Indian martial arts?"

"The lesson of that year is not deep enough?"

"You want to harm us, just like you, break off a arm!"

The three stories of Froor Palace are red.

Angry, almost spraying fire.

I can't wait to peel the troubled guy!

What else will he do in addition to provoking these ruthless people?
Chapter completed!