Everyone in the Ma family is unwilling to let Lin Fan go, but they have no choice. If they really fight with the Lin family today, the gains outweigh the losses. Everything needs to be considered in the long term. In the end, their offensive will slow down and the fierce battle will subside.

"Let's go and celebrate for my Qilin son of the Lin family."

Lin Zheng laughed loudly and led the way, and everyone's tense heartstrings relaxed.

But at the moment when everyone relaxed their minds, the sound of swords seemed to appear in the void, becoming a sound of urgency, to kill the enemy, bring them into the underworld, and disappear from the world.

"Lin Fan!"

Lin Zheng yelled, it's unbelievable. Immortal Lin has sent two excellent killers, but it seems that they are not fully prepared. There are stronger people snooping around. Only when Lin Fan is really in a weak position can he use the killing blow.

He must be killed without giving him any chance.

His eyes were filled with anger, and he wanted to swoop forward to alleviate Lin Fan's inevitable death situation, but it was useless. The assassin in the dark had a perfect timing to strike, and it was too fast. He had no time at all, so he closed his eyes and did not dare to look at Lin Fan.

The scene of being beheaded.

"Brother Fan!" Lin Leyao swayed, her eyes desperate and empty, as if she had lost the power to live.

The expressions of all the giants on the stage changed drastically. Who could avoid such a decisive situation for Bulao Lin?

Worthy of being the most powerful and terrifying organization in the Great Xia Kingdom, they asked themselves if they were the ones who would have no chance of survival under this attack. Their heads would be chopped off by this sword and they would disappear from the world.

The moment Lin Fan staggered, the Void Sword rang out and struck at his neck, intending to kill him and kill him. In a seemingly unsolvable situation, Lin Fan suddenly laughed.

"I was on guard against you!"

Where are the signs of weakness that he had just now? It's like he's a different person, and his aura has risen again, like a sleeping lion suddenly awakening.

"The peak of the eighth level of body tempering!"

"This kid has such a strict arrangement, such a deep scheming, and such terrible methods!"

Chen Wuji, the head of the Chen family in the prefecture and county, changed his expression. It was really scary for a young man of his age to have such a deep scheming plan!

"Don't mess with this guy!" He made a final decision in his heart.

The killer who suddenly appeared was also shocked. Lin Fan was faced with two fatal situations, but he didn't even use his best card. He killed his opponent with brutal fighting, just to leave a backup plan and wait for him to appear.

"Go to hell!"

Lin Fan roared loudly. He shrunk his neck and let the void sword pass through his Heavenly Spirit Cap. A large piece of his scalp was chopped off, and blood spurted three feet high, but he managed to avoid the killing blow.

Lin Fan ran into the killer's arms, his hands were densely covered with scales, and the golden lightning was dazzling. It was like punching a sandbag in just an instant, and he punched hundreds of punches.

The punches are not in vain, and all the punches are vented on the killer's chest and abdomen.

"die!"

Lin Fan roared loudly, then twisted his body suddenly, his right fist was like a dragon rising out of the sea, and he punched away.

"puff!"

If the giant object penetrates the cotton wool, there will be a dull sound, and his fist penetrates the killer's chest.

Lin Fan's soul power was exhausted, his whole body was covered in sweat, his steps were really staggering, and his face was extremely pale. He killed four major opponents in half a day, which was too much.

"Protect the young master!"

The elders of the Lin family roared excitedly and surrounded Lin Fan in an instant. Their soul power surged, and they looked at each other with eagle eyes. If anyone wanted to hurt Lin Fan at this time, they would definitely be attacked without mercy.

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, sat cross-legged on the ground, threw two body tempering pills into his mouth, and restored his soul power on the spot.

It was too dangerous today. Even if he had been prepared for it, Fu Laolin's killer was indeed too extraordinary. He faced life and death crises several times. Especially the last time, he almost had his skull opened. Even now, he still feels the burning sensation of Tianling Gai.

pain.

There was silence for a long time, and tens of thousands of people did not make a sound. When they looked at Lin Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and regained his soul power, they felt a little bit of fear.

If such a person survives and grows up smoothly, can the Great Xia Kingdom restrain him?

Today they seem to have seen the rise of a future legend.

Lin Fan stood up, covered in blood, and his handsome face was stained with blood.

"Brother Fan!"

A loud cry rang out, and Lin Leyao poured Lin Fan into her arms as if embracing the hope of life.

"Sister Leyao, it's okay, I'm okay."

He patted Lin Leyao's back to comfort him, and then his eyes turned sharp: "Now it's time to pay the bill."

He gently pushed Lin Leyao away, ordered Lin Zheng to protect her, and then walked onto the high platform.

In the overcrowded martial arts arena, the broad road was automatically opened for him, and he walked up to the important figures in front of the attention of thousands of people.

"hehe."

Lin Fan smiled slightly: "Uncles, can you go with your nephew to ask for the account?"

These big shots were usually unfazed by favors and humiliations, and remained calm despite the collapse of the mountains before them. But now when faced with the seemingly gentle eyes of a young man, they actually started to dodge a little.

"A good nephew is good at what he does."

Chen Wuji praised him, and then said: "Since Ma Batian of the Ma family has agreed to your bet in front of us, then it is indeed necessary for us to go with you to collect the gambling debt."

The other big shots all agreed, and all stood up and followed Lin Fan, trying to collect debts.

In the middle of Zuixiang, Ma Batian's face was filled with joy. He was holding his favorite purple clay pot in his hand and tasting his favorite tea. Then he frowned and said to the servant who was setting up the seats: "Wait a minute.

The chair is too ordinary, how can it show the power of my Ma family?"

"You know, my Ma family is about to become the mother clan of the owner of the Tianjiao Order. We should show off our luxury and buy a golden nanmu chair. Otherwise, we will not be able to show off the strength of the Ma family."

The servant took the order and ran out to buy it.

Ma Batian laughed and felt that having a son like Ma Tao was the greatest blessing in his life. God was indeed treating him well.

"Home...owner."

A guard screamed outside, his footsteps were obviously extremely panicked, and he rushed towards the center of Zuixiang.

"My son has returned victorious." Ma Batian laughed loudly.

The servant fell to his knees, Yahuazi was trembling and his body was shaking.

"Did the young master kill Lin Fan and come here to report the good news?"

Ma Batian forced himself to enjoy doing things without being angry, but it was useless. He was so excited that his eyebrows were filled with smiles.

"No...it's not."

The servant kneeling on the ground trembled even more: "Young Master, was... was..."

He didn't dare to say it, otherwise he would be killed by the furious Ma Batian.

"What are you talking about?" Ma Batian yelled, and he felt that things seemed to be unexpected.

"The young master was torn apart by Lin Fan." After the servant finished speaking, he kowtowed with a loud bang.

"Asshole! What nonsense are you talking about."

Ma Batian roared, how could it be possible? His son was already a strong man at the eighth level of Body Tempering, and he was mastering martial arts equivalent to the seventh level of Huang rank. Lin Fan was just an ant at the sixth level of Body Tempering, how could he be defeated? How could he be defeated?

He didn't believe it and wanted to question his servants, but more chaotic footsteps came from outside, and the guards he had arranged outside the door screamed.

"Ma Batian, ten million taels of silver are ready."

"Crack!"

Ma Batian's face turned pale, and the purple clay pot he had cherished all his life fell into pieces. This sound was all too familiar to him and belonged to Lin Fan.
Chapter completed!