"you·······"

Yan Fang's chest rose and fell with anger, and her face was covered with frost.

At this time, Hong Bin laughed loudly and said: "There is no need to be angry, Coach Yan Fang. No matter how good the sword is, it is just a foreign object. We all can see Zhang Hao's strength. In the end, he must win. That young man has all the strength."

Relying on that sword, if he throws that sword away, I will call him grandpa..."

As soon as he said this, the young man directly inserted the sword in his hand on the high platform.

It was only half an inch away from his head.

Hong Bin swallowed hard.

The blade of the sword was so cold that it almost flew past his cheek and penetrated the hard wall.

The Luohen Spirit Sword emitted a joyful sword chant that lasted for a long time.

Hong Bin felt a warmth on his face.

He touched his cheek and felt that his face was red and filled with blood.

"Shu Zi really dares to..."

Hong Bin became furious, but at this time, Long Ze stopped him and said with a smile: "Instructor Hong Bin, it seems that you just said that if Mr. Yang abandons the sword, you call him grandpa. I don't know what you just said.

Already?"

When Hong Bin heard this, his face turned green.

At this moment, Yang Tian moved his body, and his bones made a crackling sound.

With a cold smile on his face, he slowly said
Chapter completed!