"I have seen people like you for a long time. I always want to win some face for my sect, but in the end I haven't earned any face and I have even lost half of my life."

"What's your sect called? Zhenlong Pavilion, right? It's just a garbage sect that has long been eliminated by the historical stage. What are you trying to do?"

Xiang Feng stood on the edge of the venue.

I sorted out my messy clothes.

Face sideways.

"You can stop me from being handsome, but you can't defile the Dragon Town Pavilion!"

Shen Haobo sneered, "If it were a hundred years ago, Zhenlong Pavilion's reputation was still there, it would have been intimidating people at that time, but now, Zhenlong Pavilion is just a group of old people who are struggling to struggle to death..."

Xiang Feng slowly closed his eyes.

The body pressed down, like a tiger ready to go.

Shen Haobo's arms were wrapped around his Qi, "Pretend to be a ghost! If there is a way in heaven, you don't go, and if there is no way in hell, you will come..."

Xiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and kicked his feet.

A pit was directly stepped on from the rubber floor.

Xiang Feng arrived in front of Shen Haobo in the blink of an eye, hugged him in the waist, and threw him up.

People cannot use their strength in the air.

Shen Haobo is no exception.

Xiang Feng suddenly gushed out his body with one arm, as if he was entangled by colorless fireworks.

Rocking your arm and punching!

Shen Haobo's abdomen fell in the middle.

Shen Haobo's body folded and hit the ground heavily.

On the rostrum.

An old man with gray hair suddenly opened his eyes!
Chapter completed!