Chapter: 7879

Zila!

The temperature on the field plummeted.

Even many people in the ancient martial arts world began to chatter their teeth, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, extremely cold.

This feeling didn't last long.

In the next second, the temperature returned, and Chengkong was leaning on the back of the chair with an indifferent expression:

"I'm curious, who gave you the courage to fear life and death? You know, your life is like an ant in my eyes. One finger or even one thought of mine is enough to kill you."

Mo Qinghan shook his head: "Chengkong, your Canglong Palace has a huge territory anyway, so it's clear that some natives don't have that kind of awareness at all?"

"Do you have the heart to kill such a fun native?" Bai Yi on the other side said: "This can be regarded as a relief, Cheng Kong, I think you should be patient for three points, and it will not be too late to kill after playing."

"How to play?" Cheng Kong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Goddess Kong is also here, so don't play too much." Bai Yi thought for a while and said: "In this way, the servants of the God Transformation and some others will attack the girl in black. It's okay if she wins, but if she loses If so, punish the one who wears the hat."

"What's the point of this?" Mo Qinghan said: "Just let the two of them fight, and only one of them can live. Let's see how the two choose, whether they are sisters who love each other and die together, or suddenly strike and kill their companions , live by yourself?"

"Hehe, it's too easy to spare them."

Cheng Kong shook his head.

The three of them seem to be planning to think of some vicious means.

These people speak faster, and it doesn't take a few seconds to say these words.

Everyone present trembled physically and mentally.

Especially Ye Feiran.

"Why, how could this be?"

Ye Feiran's face was pale, she hurriedly turned her head to look sideways, and wanted to ask: Zhang Hanyang, why did you let her go up?

It didn't matter that she turned her head, but what she saw made her pupils narrow sharply: "What... what is he going to do?"

In her eyes, Zhang Han got up slowly, he was still watching the excitement at first, but suddenly he became cold.

Taking a step forward, like a teleportation, Zhang Han stood directly in front of Mengmeng.

"Wouldn't it be better to fight in the ring?"

Zhang Han glanced at Mo Qinghan, son of Xingyao God, Kong Linger, goddess, Cheng Kong, young king of Canglong Palace, and Bai Yi, son of Yuanyang Palace.

These people suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"My daughter, can you bastards be able to judge?"

Zhang Han pointed to a few people: "You four, really want to play, don't you, come on, I'll play with you, didn't you hear me? I'll let you down!"

Boom boom boom!

When no one reacted.

Suddenly, the four of them dodged into the air one after another.