The moment Chen Fan's name was called out, all his guesses about tonight's events were verified.

After all, Chen Fan has never met Duanmu Liang, but he knows his identity, which shows that he is indeed waiting for him on a special trip.

On the other hand, those Changbai sect disciples who had been taught a lesson by Chen Fan all looked surprised.

"Is this person Chen Tianjiao?"

"No wonder he dares to be so arrogant, it turns out he is Chen Tianjiao!"

"..."

Chen Fan looked calm and said: "Where is Shang Wushuang?"

"You mean Wushuang?"

A trace of gloom appeared on Duanmu Liang's face, and he said: "Chen Tianjiao, Uncle Shang has agreed to let Wushuang be engaged to me. Wushuang is my fiancée, so I won't worry about you!"

"You, on the other hand, came to see my fiancée in the middle of the night. Where did you put me? Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. I will spare your life today. Otherwise, you don't have to leave!"

"Fiancée?"

Chen Fan looked indifferent and said: "Who is in charge? Will Wushuang agree? If not, then what are you doing, forcing the marriage?"

"What is it about forced marriage that sounds so ugly?"

The man in his fifties next to Duanmu Liang snorted coldly and said: "I am Wushuang's uncle, I am the master, and besides, it is just an intention now. What does the matter of my Shang family have to do with you, Chen Tianjiao?"

"

"Why are you so verbose? Just kill him!"

The man from the prairie took a step forward, with cold eyes and a deep murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "Chen Tianjiao, since you are stupid enough to come to this door yourself, then don't even think about walking out of this door alive!"

"Who are you?" Chen Fan asked.

"Let you clearly understand that I am the Hino King, and I have set a trap for you tonight."

The big man from the grassland said coldly: "Luo Bin, the blood evil master, has bloody hands and many evil deeds. Please save him. People like you are scum in the world of martial arts. Everyone will punish him."

When the hat was turned off, Chen Fan laughed inwardly.

It seems that Luo Bin's ability to escape may not be the result of their betrayal.

"Is it just you?"

Chen Fan put his hands behind his hands and looked indifferent, "Are you worthy?"

"Chen Tianjiao, you are so crazy!"

Duanmu Liang said solemnly: "Do you think you are invincible?"

"In the Guankou Ghost Market, Senior Ba Zhuo was just afraid of the situation at that time, so he let you go, but because of this, you became extremely arrogant?"

"As for Luo Bin, the blood evil master, in our eyes, it is just a withered bone in a grave, why is it worth mentioning?"

"Don't say that you are only at the level of transformation. Even if you have become a martial arts master, you will die here tonight."

Chen Fan sneered and said: "Then what are you waiting for? The League of Heroes is just another face of the Northern Brotherhood. Killing you is like slaughtering pigs and dogs!"

He said this while staring at the people in front of him.

The expressions of Duanmu Liang and Nahino King changed slightly.

On the other hand, several other people looked surprised and confused, as if they did not know the name Brotherhood.

Chen Fan suddenly knew something in his heart.

"What kind of brotherhood? I've never heard of it."

Duanmu Liang snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Elder Mu, test his depth with swordsmanship and be careful."

"yes!"

An old man agreed and drew his sword with a clang.

The edge of the sword flashed with cold light, and the old man's body flashed, floating towards Chen Fan like a ghost, and stabbed straight into the air with his sword.

As soon as he made a move, the sound of wind and thunder sounded, and the sword light magnified in Chen Fan's eyes, like heavy snow falling, sending chills to the bones.

Chen Fan took a step back and sneered: "Duanmu Liang, you don't dare to take action directly, you are worthy of being called a warrior. The name of the senior brother of the Changbai Clan is too unworthy of the name, isn't it?"

"How can you kill a chicken with a powerful knife? Chen Tianjiao, you are not worth mentioning in front of me. I just don't bother to take action!"

Duanmu Liang would naturally not be moved by Chen Fan's words.

After knowing that Chen Fan defeated Ba Zhuo, a martial arts master, in Guankou Ghost Market, one cannot overestimate Chen Fan.

That's why he would not take action rashly. He would only wait for the elders of the sect to try. If he was defeated, then he would swarm up and kill Chen Fan.

Chen Fan's identity actually made them very afraid, but they couldn't care less about it when the arrow was ready.

The sword light was like snow, floating in the air, covering the sky and the earth.

However, in the next moment, a fist shattered the vast world.

The vast and endless fighting spirit soars into the sky, stirs up the void in the endless snow sword, and turns the world upside down.

The sword light bounced away, and he punched forward, crashing into the old man's hastily resisted fist.

With a bang, the old man flew backwards, his body shook violently, and there was an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He was also a master at the peak of his strength. Although he was old and weak, he could not compare with a young and strong master like Duanmu Liang, but he could not block a punch and was injured by Beng Fei, which really shocked him.

The overbearing inner energy seemed to swallow him up, leaving him unable to resist, like a kite with its string broken.

It is hard to imagine that a person's inner strength can be so strong and overwhelming, as if he has reached another level and is a more advanced existence.

After falling to the ground, the Changbaimen elder got up, his throat felt sweet, and he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone's pupils shrank.

Especially Duanmu Liang, he secretly gritted his teeth.

Before seeing Chen Fan with his own eyes, he was still very unconvinced, but now, he felt a blockage in his heart.

Almost at this moment, cold murderous intent emerged in my heart.

No matter what, Chen Fan must be killed. Otherwise, at this age, once he takes the step of being a martial arts master, how can he be controlled?

Changbai Clan is one of the founders of the League of Legends. As the senior brother of the Changbai Clan, Duanmu Liang’s status in the League of Legends is not low.

Moreover, just as Chen Fan guessed and tested, he and the Brotherhood also intersected again.

“Too bad.”

Chen Fan looked sarcastic and said, "If I only have this kind of strength, I'll kill you like a pig or a dog!"

Duanmu Liang's expression turned gloomy.

Shang Wushuang's uncle sneered and said: "Chen Tianjiao, you do have some strength, but tonight I want to kill you. Do you think I want to fight you alone?"

That Hino King hummed: "I'll do it!"

"Brother Ye Wang, why bother fighting this kind of person alone? Let's stand shoulder to shoulder and hack him to death. It will be over!"

Duanmu Liang turned his head to look at the Hino King and said.

"I'll give it a try."

That day, King Hino's eyes were sharp and he said: "Chen Tianjiao has not stepped into the realm of martial arts master, so it is not worthy for me to join forces with others!"

As he spoke, he took out something from his waist.

It was a curve with a huge arc, like a crescent moon.

The blade was cold and cold, but it seemed unusually heavy.

Holding the knife in his hand, he walked towards Chen Fan and said: "Chen Tianjiao, the person who killed you was the chief disciple of the Wolf Emperor. It is your honor to die under my Crescent Scimitar."

Chen Fan shook his head, "You haven't seen enough, your master is almost there!"

"die!"

That day King Ye's eyes were cold, he jumped up and slashed with his sword as fast as lightning.
Chapter completed!