At six o'clock in the evening, Lu Fan drove Zhang Zihao and Leng Rushuang to appear in Nanfeng Mountain.

After all, he didn't take Liu Qingqing with him.

Lu Fan knew in his heart that once something unexpected happened in the fight with Hai Dongqing, none of the people who went up the mountain with him today would survive.

Only Zhang Zihao can have the ability to protect himself and then escape.

He and those around him can live well.

The heavy rain stopped and the air conditioner in Nanfeng Mountain invaded people.

Lu Fan drove the foot of the car 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 breathing.

He deliberately created the illusion that time was tight and needed to recover his strength as soon as possible, which made Hai Dongqing and others mistakenly believe that his strength had not been fully recovered and was still in the sequelae of severe toxicity.

"Lu Fan, stop doing useless work. Since you dare to come, you will be dead!"

Leng Rushuang, who was pale, was thrown out of the car by Zhang Zihao, and fell to the ground, mocking Lu Fan:

"Although you are the great master of ancient martial arts, my master is the Thirteen Grandmaster who can surpass the level and kill the great master! There are no double digits of the great masters who have died under him. There are eight or nine people in this place. Each one is above your strength!"

"What's more, you are just at the end of your strength now, and you dare to go against my Eagle Claw Gate..."

"Today, my master will definitely avenge our disciples who died in the Eagle Claw Sect, tear you to pieces and make you feel in pain. Lu Fan, you are dead, hahahaha, you are dead!"

When she thought of the dead Leng Qianfeng, four great guardians and so many disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect, she felt a severe heart cramp, and she wanted to peel Lu Fan and get cramps and bite his bones.

But now, when she saw Lu Fan, she really dared to come to Nanfeng Mountain in person and brought herself over, she decided that Lu Fan was seeking death!

As long as the leader of Haidong Qing Sect appears, he will be punished and killed and can save himself. Lu Fan is simply too crazy. He doesn't take the Eagle Claw Sect seriously at all, so he will immediately pay a heavy price for his arrogance!

"Well, then wait and see."

Lu Fan did not open his eyes, but just spoke dullly.

This actually further aroused Leng Rushuang's confidence. She had almost predicted that the poisonous injuries in Lu Fan's body had not been completely removed, but she was just forcing her to come here to fight. Lu Fan in this state would undoubtedly die!

After Zhang Zihao jumped out of the car, he blocked Leng Rushuang's mouth with the rag that wiped the car, stopping her from continuing to make noise.

Lu Fan meditated and teased for a while, and a convoy roared from the bottom of the mountain toward the top of the mountain.

All the black Land Rover Range Rover created the world, stopping in front of Lu Fan.

The car door opened, and Shen Kuo jumped out of the car with his disciples from the Wu League.

"Lu Fan! Lu Fan! I didn't expect you to really dare to appear here!"

When Shen Kuo got out of the car, he saw Lu Fan at first sight. He rushed up with a ferocious look and roared: "You are dead today! No one can save you, just wait for me to die!!!"

He had only been to Nandu for two days, but most of his disciples from the Martial Alliance were killed or injured, including several half-step masters who he borrowed from the Jiangnan Martial Alliance, and all died in Liuzixiang.

How many years has the Martial Alliance not suffered such heavy losses or shame?

While walking, Shen Kuo pulled out his short knife with his backhand to fight against Lu Fan, but was stopped by several subordinates.

After all, he came today on the order of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance to serve as referees for both sides of the duel. The referee could not end in person, which would damage the majesty of the Martial Alliance.

"Chen Kuo, you don't have to hurry now if you want to die."

Lu Fan didn't even open his eyes: "When Hai Dongqing is killed, I will send you on your way with my own hands and let you two be company below."

"You are looking for death! You are looking for death!!!"

Chen Kuo's face was ferocious and distorted: "I tell you, no matter whether you can win the challenge today, you will never be able to leave here alive!"

"You have provoked the dignity of the Martial Alliance. The Martial Alliance will never let you go!"

Dozens of Martial Arts disciples, and several half-step masters, died so worthlessly at the hands of Lu Fan. Chen Kuo did not sleep all night last night and smashed all the things in the house. And until now he has not dared to report the situation here to the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance headquarters truthfully.

Only by killing Lu Fan first and making meritorious contributions can he escape the disaster.

Therefore, he had already conspired with Hai Dongqing in advance. Tonight, no matter what, it would be impossible for Lu Fan to leave Nanfeng Mountain alive. Lu Fan must die and no one can save him!

"Tonight is your death."

"Nanfeng Mountain is your grave!"

"If you offend me, you should have the awareness of dying!"
Chapter completed!