The strongest soldier of the female president

Qianji Pavilion, the backyard, in a very spacious room, there are several people standing in the room, each with their hands behind their backs, not daring to look directly at the white-clothed man in front of them. Even though their backs were facing them, they could still feel the coercion of that strong man!

The man in white is none other than the proud son of heaven, Young Master Fang Cheng.

"Shenmeng, Yanzong—"

The awkward atmosphere was broken by Fang Cheng. At the same time as the words fell, Fang Cheng turned around, stared at the men in front of him, squinted his eyes, and said indifferently: "You said, on the way here, Chen Yang Boy, you scared Qisha away and helped you solve a lot of troubles, can you tell me about it in detail?"

"Of course!"

Gu Ming told Mr. Fang Cheng what had happened on the road, and then said disdainfully: "Mr. Fang Cheng, Chen Yang is a piece of rubbish because he has a powerful treasure and secret technique in his hand. That's all. Weak and pitiful, if it weren't for the secret magic treasure, I could crush him to death with one hand."

But now Gu Ming still showed disdain for Chen Yang.

"Mr. Fang Cheng, that boy Chen Yang has two peerless beauties by his side. Hmph, how can this boy be able to have such a beautiful woman, how dissatisfied!"

Flower snorted deeply.

"I see."

Their words sounded in his ears, and Fang Cheng's brows relaxed. As he guessed, Chen Yang killed Fang Ming by relying on the secret method.

Hmph, boy, when the exchange meeting starts, I will not give you a chance to use the secret technique. You killed Fang Ming. I should have crushed you, but the master wants you, so, hmph, my lord I will destroy you first.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes shone brightly, gloomy and cold!

"I'm taking the liberty to ask, Mr. Fang Cheng didn't just call us here to talk about that trash kid named Chen Yang, if Mr. Fang Cheng has other things, just say it."

Zhao Chunxiao plucked up his courage, raised his head, looked at Fang Cheng, and said, "If it is to deal with Chen Yang, we don't need Mr. Fang Cheng to say that we will deal with him."

"Ha ha--"

Fang Cheng looked at Zhao Chunxiao, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhao, your question is exactly what I want to say.

You Shenmeng and Yanzong participated in the exchange meeting this time, probably not to perform well, but to join other sects. "

"No."

Zhao Chunxiao shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "We want to get a good ranking, and there are rewards. Mr. Fang Cheng, although the rewards for No.1 are rich, we know that we are insignificant compared with Mr. Fang Cheng, but, No.2, No.3, there must be a place in our League of God."

"Yes, there must be a quota from Yanzong!"

Gu Ming swallowed his saliva from the first floor, and said, "We will definitely do our best."

"Well, you can say it, but you have to know that the people who participated in this exchange meeting are beyond your imagination. It is very difficult to get a high ranking based on your strength alone!"

Fang Cheng told the truth, and said: "Let me just say a few people, the young master of the Dragon King Palace, Mad Saber Sect, Lengzong, Jianzong, etc. Which one is not better than you, what do you think?"

Forehead--

Fang Cheng's words sounded in their ears, and several people were taken aback for a moment, then Gu Ming asked in astonishment: "Then, what can Mr. Fang Cheng do?"

Since Fang Cheng said it so nonchalantly, he must have some idea.

Zhao Chunxiao also looked at Fang Cheng, and he understood that the forces Fang Cheng just mentioned were really stronger than them, and there was nothing wrong with that!
If Fang Cheng really had an idea, it would be a good thing for them. If they came, they would be able to get a good ranking, win glory for their own sect, and let all the forces see that their sect is not weak either.

"A way, um, I really have it."

After glancing at a few people, Fang Cheng squinted his eyes, smiled and said, "I can also help you get the rankings, but you have to promise me one thing!"

"what's up?"

Zhao Chunxiao's eyes lit up.

Gu Ming and the others also looked at Fang Cheng.

"Cooperate with me and follow me!"

Fang Cheng said indifferently, his expression was very indifferent, as if they had to agree to what he said.

"follow you?"

Zhao Chunxiao and the others were taken aback at the same time, and soon, Gu Ming laughed and looked at Fang Cheng first, as if he was not afraid of Fang Cheng in an instant.

Of course, he was never afraid, it was just because of Fang Cheng's great reputation, and this is Qianji Ridge and Qianji Pavilion, which is his sect, so he was more or less in awe of Fang Cheng in his heart, that's all , and no other.

But now hearing that Fang Cheng asked them to follow him, while feeling angry, it was also a little funny!

Although Yanzong and Shenmeng are not as good as Qianji Pavilion, they are not too far behind them.

Now Fang Cheng let them—

ridiculous!

How ridiculous!

"Mr. Fang Cheng, are you kidding us?"

Gu Ming put his hands behind his back and said with a light smile: "Although our strength and cultivation are not as good as Mr. Fang Cheng's, we are not the kind of people who come and go when they are called.

Mr. Fang Cheng, if you really have something to say, just say it. If there is nothing, then we will leave first. "

"Gu Ming!"

Fang Cheng's cold voice exploded in the room.

"Mr. Fang Cheng, what else is there?"

Gu Ming frowned and said with a light smile: "If you still want us to follow Mr. Fang Cheng, I advise you to give up your mind."

"Gu Ming, do you know what the consequences will be if you say such things to me?"

Fang Cheng's voice was cold, and his eyes glanced at Gu Ming gloomyly.

This cold gaze made Gu Ming shiver involuntarily.

"What, what consequences—"

Gu Ming's speech also began to stammer.

"you will die!"

Fang Cheng's voice came out coldly.

"Hehe, I'm going to die? Mr. Fang Cheng, I'm a disciple of the Yan Sect, and I'm—"

"Whoosh-"

"boom--"

"Bang-"

"puff--"

Before Gu Ming could finish his words, a burst of unparalleled domineering energy rushed towards his face. Gu Ming was knocked into the air on the spot and hit the stone pillar beside him. Ming fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, weak and weak.

tread--

Fang Cheng took a step across and came to Gu Ming in an instant, his voice was eerie: "I said, you will die, did you hear me?"

"Listen, I heard—"

Although Gu Ming's body was weak, his brain was still clear. He gritted his teeth and replied hesitantly.

"Since you heard it, go to hell!"

Fang Cheng said indifferently.

"Master Fang Cheng, wait a minute."

At this moment, Zhao Chunxiao frowned, stopped Fang Cheng immediately, and then stepped forward to look at Fang Cheng.

"Why, you also want to fight with me?"

Fang Cheng raised his cold eyes!