Chapter 1112: Pull together into the yellow spring

"Uncle Dou Ke! Hurry... kill him for me! Kill him! This dares to slap me! He dares to restrain me! I must kill him today! I must kill him!"
The Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace's Young Master Swordsman gave him the same grievances, and Hesty's voice seemed extremely crazy.
"Also...this golden dragon...this golden dragon is the golden dragon I lost before. Now I don't know how to be brainwashed by this bastard, now it becomes his! The golden dragon must also be taken away!"
Jian Ming did not forget to abduct the little golden dragon at this time.
Fang Fan has never seen anyone so shameless.
This guy has performed shamelessly to a realm, and Fang Fan is very convinced at this point!
"You mean, Little Golden Dragon...is yours?"
Fang Fan directly took Jian Ming's clothes and picked it up directly, the color of sarcasm on his face became more and more obvious.
"Yeah! What's the matter! You dragon thief! You dare to speak out in front of me!"
"You must be killed today! There must be revenge!"
Jian Ming said viciously, looking like a bitter and profound.
"Is it?"
"So, can you show evidence?"
Fang Fan was immediately happy, there is such a brazen person in the world? This is an interpretation of shamelessness to a state.
"Evidence? Haha! The Young Palace Master's words are evidence! Can the Young Palace Master blackmail you?"
Jian Ming saw Fang Fan's questioning, thinking that he had been completely persuaded, but at this moment, he looked more and more arrogant, and he was still holding his head up while talking.
"Oh...If you count it this way, I seem to be getting better. You are still my war slave..."
"Now the war slaves dare to eat the master? Really think I don't know you for a shit?"
Snapped……
Fang Fan didn't hesitate at all, and slapped it directly, straightforwardly.
You can't use the usual methods to deal with this kind of person, you should let him feel what is truly cruel!
Being slapped again, the color of anger on Jian Ming's face became more and more obvious!
"Master Dou Ke! Kill! Kill him for me!"
"Quick! Quickly kill!"
Jian Ming is going crazy!
Huang Jiandou, one of the Eight Jue Swords on the side, frowned and killed him with his sword.
Although he is very unhappy with the young palace master, this is the young palace master designated by the palace master after all. If something really happened outside, he would not be easy to explain...
"If you dare to come over, he will have to die!"
Fang Fan sneered, and put the long sword directly on the neck of the Sword Life of the Young Master of the Heavenly Sword Palace, and then a little bit of force, a stream of blood flowed out directly.
Jian Ming's body trembled... he was scared!
Huang Jiandou, one of the Eight Jue Swords who was rushing over, couldn't help but stop, his face gradually becoming hard to look.
"Boy, let him go!"
"In front of me, you can't run!"
"Today you will definitely die!"
Huang Jiandou sneered, with a proud look on his face.
He still has this confidence.
One of the dignified eight great swords, the dignified mid-level quasi-sage, can it be possible to turn over in front of a true king?
"Oh? Since I must die, why should I let him go?"
"If you let him go, you will die, if you let him go, you will die!"
"It would be better to kill him first and bury him with me."
"I don't need to be alone on Huangquan Road and feel lonely!"
Fang Fan shrugged, without fear!