The remaining Eagle Claw disciples were filled with grief and anger, but they did not dare to step forward carelessly and lose their lives in vain.
"It's best not to continue fighting with him. He's very motivated to fight now, and we don't have any experts here. No matter how many people we have, we won't be able to match him..."
Shen Kuo stood beside Yuan Rumeng and reminded in a low voice.
He also wanted to kill Lu Fan, but he knew very well that now was not the time.
However, Yuan Rumeng kept staring at Lu Fan resentfully. The ferocity, malice and anger in her eyes were enough to tear Lu Fan into pieces, but she could only look at him like this, not daring to take another step forward.
"Do you have anything else to say? If not, I have to leave."
Lu Fan said calmly, Hai Dongqing was dead, and he was too lazy to kill the remaining disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect.
The Eagle Claw Sect's power spreads all over the north, and there are thousands of followers under the sect. These are just brought here temporarily by Hai Dongqing. It is impossible to kill them all, and Lu Fan doesn't want to do it again.
Because these people pose no threat to themselves or those around them.
However, just when Lu Fan turned around to get in the car and leave, he suddenly heard Yuan Rumeng say coldly: "The person who killed me, do you just want to leave like this?"
"Why can't you leave?"
Lu Fan glanced at her curiously: "The letter of challenge has been issued, and the outcome has been decided, and life and death have been decided. Now that the outcome has been decided, life and death have been decided, do you still want to go back on your word and prevent me from leaving?"
"and……"
He laughed and said, "Hai Dongqing is already dead, but you still want to stop me?"
With that said, Lu Fan raised his right hand.
Everyone on the top of the mountain made a neat movement at this moment.
Back!
Hundreds of people, all looking at the devil in front of them with expressions of anger and fear.
I don’t know whether air or leaves will appear on his hands in the next second to end their lives.
Even Shen Kuo and Yuan Rumeng subconsciously took a step back.
Then, a scene that shocked them happened.
Lu Fan raised his arm leisurely, touched his nose with his hand under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, and then sneezed.
"A sneeze!"
Lu Fan rubbed his nose and said with slight emotion: "The temperature has cooled down, why don't you go home and change clothes? If you don't go back, then I will go back."
Just when Lu Fan was about to turn around and get into the car, his body suddenly stiffened in place.
As if he was a prey that was suddenly stared at by a ferocious beast, his whole body muscles stiffened, and his movement of reaching out to open the door froze in mid-air, his face as gloomy as water.
"clatter!"
"Da da!"
"Da da da!"
"..."
A burst of footsteps, neither urgent nor slow, but dull and loud, suddenly sounded down the silent mountain road.
"Da da da……"
The footsteps seemed slow, but they became increasingly clear, and if you listened carefully, you could tell that they were not the footsteps of one person, but two.
Except for Lu Fan, other people on the mountaintop also turned their attention to the location of the mountain path after the footsteps became clearer and clearer.
His eyes were also filled with doubts.
Because of tonight's duel, the entire Nanfeng Mountain has been firmly held to death by the people of the Martial Alliance.
Except for the three parties present, no one can enter.
Unless, forcefully break through.
The faces of the people in the Wumeng camp were a little gloomy. Ever since they came to Nandu, they had already reached the critical point of anger after suffering successive provocations and blows from Lu Fan.
However, today, there are still people who dare to ignore the Martial Alliance's prohibition and break into the mountains without permission.
Shen Kuo frowned, waved his hand, and a dozen martial arts disciples walked out of the camp and ran straight to the mountain road.
But just as their figures disappeared, they all retreated back.
It was in mid-air and was thrown to the top of the mountain.
"Bang bang bang!"
More than a dozen figures fell to the ground, but no one screamed, and when everyone present looked at it, their faces changed involuntarily!
These dozen martial arts disciples all died tragically!
No one even saw any wounds on their bodies.
His eyes were just wide open, almost bulging out of their sockets, and his face was covered with veins and bloodshot eyes, lifeless, he was already dead and could no longer die.
Then, just when Shen Kuo had a gloomy look on his face and was about to let his men go explore again, two figures had already appeared at the end of the mountain road and appeared in everyone's eyes.
One is tall and one is short.
He is 1.9 meters tall, with his upper body naked, dark skin all over his body, and muscles like a horned dragon! Especially on his resolute face, there are three bone-deep scars scratched diagonally from the tip of his left eyebrow to his right cheek, which makes him look even more ferocious and terrifying. !
The short one, only about 1.6 meters tall, was wearing a simple gray cloth suit and cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles. There was nothing noteworthy about his body and face... just his pupils.
It turned out to be an amazing golden color!
The two people just stood there quietly, their eyes as deep as the Nine Netherworlds of Hell, silently staring at Hai Dongqing's corpse in the pile of corpses on the top of the mountain.
"White, white tiger, crazy leopard!"
In the crowd, Shen Kuo recognized the two men and screamed in horror.
