When he heard Ji Fan's words, Wang Guming said nothing, he lifted Ji Fan, and quickly left.

Nympho

Feng Mo ran out of more than thirty kilometers in one breath until he completely entered the endless forest, he was relieved.

Feng Mo stopped his body and checked his injuries. After some inspection, Feng Mo found that he was all over and down, and there were more than 20 fractures.

Even Dantian has a crack.

"Ji Fan, your beast, after the old man recovers, you must take your dog life."

At this moment, the Feng Mo was full of embarrassment. He regretted other ideas in his heart. He did not kill Ji Fan for the first time.

Just then, a woman's voice came.

"You have no chance."

This suddenly appeared, the voice of the woman near her ears scared the wind and the devil, and instinctively made a defensive attitude. However, a horrible breath approached instantly.

Then, then

puff!

The wind and demon stiffed, and a large mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and his eyes were full of incredible eyes. He looked down and saw that he had a blood hole in his heart.

"you……"

Feng Mo was unwilling, he did not expect that he would die here.

He stared at a giant tree outside the three meters, next to the giant tree, I don't know when a woman appeared. This woman was covered with a veil and a white skirt.

But very scary.

"Who are you?"

The Feng Mo used his last strength and asked.

"You don't need to know, you just know, you have to die, you have to die."

The woman said lightly.

When the pupils of the wind and magic shrink, there seems to be unhappy, but they can't say it.

Puff!

The huge body of the wind and magic fell to the ground, and he died.

The woman waved her hand, a purple flame appeared out of thin air, and she instantly burned the wind magic into ashes.

After doing this, the woman looked at Ji Fan's leaving and murmured:

"Ji Fan, don't have anything to do, otherwise, I will kill you all the Kyoto Martial Arts Association and Kyoto Wang family ..."

Nympho

Kyoto Martial Arts Association.

At this time, Zhang Lao's office, Zhang Lao and Wang Hongqing, were waiting for news in the office.

This time, the Kyoto Martial Arts Association and Kyoto Wang family spent a lot of manpower and material resources, and the masters of Wuzong level were dispatched. Such a movement, Kyoto Martial Arts Association has not passed for decades.

At this time, as the waiting time was longer, although Wang Hongqing's face was not different, uneasy in his eyes had appeared.

"It shouldn't. Last night, Feng Mo had taken people to surround Ji Fan. Why did you pass overnight? There is no news yet."

Wang Hongqing couldn't hold his breath, and asked.

At this time, Zhang Lao also looked gloomy.

He is even more anxious than Wang Hongqing, because this time the power of Ji Fan's power is almost all the ace of the ace of the high -level heels that he can develop in the Kyoto Martial Arts Association in Kyoto Martial Arts Association. How can he count?

I feel that this operation should be all lost. After all, Ji Fan is just a four -grade king.

But somehow, he feels more and more upset now.

Hearing Wang Hongqing's inquiry, Zhang Laoyin's face, said:

"You ask me, who do I ask? I will pass it for the first time with news. What are you urgent?"

Hearing Zhang Lao's scolding, Wang Hongqing's face was a little ugly, but he didn't say anything.

The conference room was quiet again, and even the air seemed to become nervous.

After a while, suddenly, a ringtone sounded, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Wang Hongqing's excitement turned his head to look at Zhang Lao's mobile phone.
Chapter completed!