At six o'clock in the evening, Lu Fan drove Zhang Zihao and Leng Rushuang to Nanfeng Mountain.
After all, he didn't take Liu Qingqing with him.
Lu Fan knew in his heart that if something unexpected happened during his fight with Hai Dongqing, none of the people who went up the mountain with him today would survive.
Only Zhang Zihao has the strength to protect himself and then escape.
He also hopes that the people around him can live well.
The heavy rain has begun to stop, and the air-conditioning in Nanfeng Mountain is invading.
Lu Fan drove the car all the way to the top of the mountain. After parking the car on the side of the road, he sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
He deliberately created the illusion that time was running out and he needed to regain his strength as soon as possible, making Hai Dongqing and others mistakenly believe that his strength had not been fully restored and that he was still suffering from the sequelae of the poison.
"Lu Fan, stop doing useless work. Since you dare to come, you are dead!"
The pale-faced Leng Rushuang was thrown out of the car by Zhang Zihao, fell to the ground, and sneered at Lu Fan:
"Although you are the grand master of ancient martial arts, my master is the thirteenth Taibao who can leapfrog the ranks and kill the grand master! Over the years, the number of grand masters who have died under him is not in double figures, but eight or nine. Every one of them here is here.
Above your strength!"
"What's more, you are just at the end of your battle, and you still dare to go against my Eagle Claw Sect..."
"Today, my master will definitely avenge the dead disciples of our Eagle Claw Sect. He will cut you into pieces and make you miserable. Lu Fan, you are dead, hahahaha, you are dead!"
When she thought of the dead Leng Qianfeng, the four great protectors, and so many disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect, she felt her heart throbbing violently, and she wanted to peel Lu Fan's skin, convulse him, and bite his bones.
But now, when she saw that Lu Fan actually dared to come to Nanfeng Mountain in person and brought herself here, she concluded that Lu Fan was seeking his own death!
As long as the leader of the Haidong Qing Sect appears, he will complete the murder and rescue himself. Lu Fan is simply too wild. He doesn't take the Eagle Claw Sect seriously at all, so he will immediately fight for it.
His arrogance paid a heavy price!
"Well, let's wait and see."
Lu Fan didn't open his eyes, he just spoke dullly.
This in turn inspired Leng Rushuang's confidence even more. She was now almost certain that the poisonous injuries in Lu Fan's body had not been completely relieved, but that he was just holding on to come here to fight. Lu Fan in this state would definitely die!
After Zhang Zihao jumped out of the car, he blocked Leng Rushuang's mouth with a car cleaning rag to stop her from making any noise.
Lu Fan meditated and adjusted his breath for a while, then a motorcade roared from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
The all-black Range Rover Genesis stopped in front of Lu Fan.
The car door opened, and Shen Kuo jumped out of the car with the Wu Meng disciples.
"Lu Fan! Lu Fan! I never thought you would really dare to appear here!"
When Shen Kuo got out of the car, he saw Lu Fan at the first sight. He immediately rushed up with a ferocious face and roared: "You are going to die today! No one can save you, so just wait for death!"
He had only been in Nandu for two days, but as a result, most of his martial arts disciples were killed or injured, including several intermediate half-step masters he borrowed from the Jiangnan martial alliance, all died in Liuzi Lane.
How many years has it been since the Martial Alliance suffered such heavy losses and humiliation?
As Shen Kuo walked, he drew out his short sword with his backhand and tried to fight Lu Fan, but was stopped by several of his men.
After all, he came today on orders from the Jiangnan Martial Arts League to serve as a referee for both parties in the duel. It was impossible for the referee to leave the match in person, as this would undermine the dignity of the Martial Arts League.
"Shen Kuo, you don't have to rush now if you want to die."
Lu Fan didn't even open his eyes: "After I kill Hai Dongqing, I will personally send you on your way and let you two keep company below."
"Looking for death! You are looking for death!"
Shen Kuo's face was ferocious and twisted: "I tell you, no matter whether you can win the challenge today, you will not be able to leave here alive!"
"You have provoked the dignity of the Wu Meng, and the Wu Meng will never let you go!"
Dozens of martial arts disciples, as well as several intermediate half-step masters, died so worthlessly in the hands of Lu Fan. Shen Kuo stayed up all night last night, smashed everything in the house, and Until now, he has not dared to truthfully report the situation here to the Jiangnan Wumeng headquarters.
As long as he kills Lu Fan first and makes meritorious service, he can escape.
Therefore, he had conspired with Hai Dongqing in advance. Tonight, no matter what, it was impossible for Lu Fan to leave Nanfeng Mountain alive. Lu Fan had to die, and no one could save him!
"Tonight is the day you die."
"Nanfeng Mountain is your grave!"
"If you offend our Martial Alliance, you should have the consciousness of death!"
Shen Kuo threatened with red eyes: "You, you and your family will die without a doubt! Die without a doubt!"
