The horses are unwilling. They really don''t want to let Lin Fan go, but there''s no way. If they really fight with the Lin family today, the gains outweigh the losses. Everything needs to be considered in the long run. Finally, their offensive slows down and the fierce war will subside.


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


    Lin Zheng laughed and led the way. Everyone''s tight heartstrings relaxed.


    But at the moment when everyone relaxed their mind, there seemed to be the sound of swords in the void. They wanted to kill their opponents, bring them into the yellow spring and disappear into the world.


    "Lin fan!"


    Lin Zheng roared. It''s incredible. No, Lao Lin has sent two excellent killers, but it seems that they are not all ready. There are stronger ones to spy on. Only when Lin fan is really weak, can he give a kill blow. He wants to kill him without leaving him any chance.


    He was about to crack his eyes and wanted to fly up to ease the situation that Lin fan would die, but it was useless. The secret killer had a wonderful time and was too fast. He didn''t have time to close his eyes and didn''t dare to see Lin Fan''s head cut off.


    "Brother fan!" Lin Leyao shook her body, her eyes desperate and empty, as if she had lost the strength to live.


    The faces of all the giants on the stage changed greatly. No, who can avoid such a desperate situation like Lao Lin?


    Worthy of being the most powerful and terrorist organization in the kingdom of Daxia, they asked themselves that if they were attacked, there was no possibility of survival. They would be beheaded and disappeared into the world by this sword.


    At the moment when Lin Fan stumbled, the empty sword sounded and cut him at the neck to kill him. He died. It seemed that there was no solution, but Lin Fan suddenly laughed.


    "I''ve been guarding against you!"


    Where else did he show signs of weakness just now? It''s like a different person, and the momentum of his body rises again, like a sleeping lion suddenly awakens.


    "Quenched body eight peaks!"


    "What a tight arrangement, what a deep mind, what a terrible means!"


    Chen Wuji, the head of the Chen family in Zhoujun County, has changed his face. It''s really terrible that a young man of this age should have such a deep plan!


    "Don''t provoke this son!" he concluded in his heart.


    The suddenly appeared killer was also surprised. Lin Fan was faced with two fatal situations. He didn''t use his biggest card and killed his opponent with a fierce fight, so as to leave behind and wait for him to appear.


    "Die!"


    Lin Fan roared loudly. He shrunk his neck and let the void long sword pass over his spirit cover. He was cut off a large scalp and shot three feet high with blood, but he was sure to kill.


    Lin Fan bumps into the killer''s arms. His hands are covered with zither and dragon scales, and the golden lightning is dazzling. If he hits a sandbag, he will hit hundreds of fists in an instant.


    If you don''t lose, all your fists will be vented in the killer''s chest and abdomen.


    "Die!"


    Lin Fan roared, then suddenly twisted his body, hit the dragon with his right fist and went to sea.


    "Poof!"


    If the giant thing penetrates the cotton wool, a dull sound appears, and his fist penetrates the killer''s chest.


    Lin Fan''s soul power was exhausted and his whole body was sweating. He really stumbled and looked very pale. He killed four enemies in half a day, which consumed too much.


    "Protect the little master!"


    The elders of the Lin family roared excitedly and surrounded Lin Fan in an instant. Their soul power surged and the eagle looked at the wolf. If anyone wants to hurt Lin fan at this time, they will surely suffer from their endless attack.


    Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, threw two body quenching pills into his mouth, and recovered his soul power in situ.


    It''s too dangerous today. Even if he had been on guard for a long time, Lao Lin''s killer is really extraordinary. He faced life and death crisis several times, especially the last time, he almost opened his skull. Until now, he still feels the burning pain of the tianlinggai.


    It was long and silent, and tens of thousands of people didn''t make a sound. When they looked at Lin fan, who was sitting on the ground and recovering his soul power, they felt a trace of fear.


    If such a person doesn''t die and grows up smoothly, can the great Xia state limit him?


    They seem to see the rise of a future legend today.


    Lin Fan got up, covered with blood and coffee, and his handsome face was stained with blood.


    "Fandi!"


    A cry rang out, and Lin Leyao poured Lin fan into her arms like embracing the hope of life.


    "Sister Le Yao, it''s all right. I''m all right."


    He patted Lin Leyao on the back to comfort him, and then his eyes were sharp: "it''s time to ask for a bill."


    He gently pushed Lin Leyao away, ordered Lin Zheng to take care of him, and then stepped onto the high platform.


    In the overcrowded martial arts arena, he automatically made way for him. He walked in front of major figures in the attention of thousands of people.


    "Ha ha."


    Lin Fan smiled: "uncles, can you go with your nephew to ask for an account?"


    These big people are usually flattered or disgraced. Mount Tai collapsed in front and didn''t change his color, but now they dodge a little in the face of a young man''s seemingly gentle eyes.


    "Good nephew, good means."


    Chen Wuji praised and then said, "since Ma batian promised your bet in front of us, we really need to ask for gambling debt with you."


    The rest of the big men agreed one after another. They all got up and followed Lin fan to press for debt.


    In the middle of his drunken hometown, Ma batian looked happy. He held his favorite purple clay pot in his hand and tasted his favorite tea. Then he frowned and said to the servant who was placing the seat: "these seats are too ordinary. How can I show my horse''s prestige?"


    "You know, my horse family is about to become the mother family of Tianjiao''s owners. We should show luxury and buy golden nanmu seats. Otherwise, we can''t show the strength of the horse family."


    The servant took orders and hurried out to buy.


    Ma batian smiled and felt that having a son like Ma Tao was the greatest blessing of his life. God treated him well.


    "Home... Home owner."


    A bodyguard screamed outside, and rushed to the drunken country in great panic.


    "My son has won and returned." Ma batian laughed.


    The servant flopped to his knees, his teeth trembling and his body trembling.


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


    Ma batian forced himself to be happy and not angry, but it was useless. He was too excited and his eyebrows were smiling.


    "No... No."


    The servant kneeling on the ground trembled even more: "young master, be... Be..."


    He didn''t dare to say it, or he would be killed by the angry Ma batian.


    "What are you talking about?" Ma batian roared. Sensitive, he felt that things seemed unexpected.


    "The young master was torn by Lin fan." the servant said, banging and kowtowing.


    "Bastard! What are you talking about?"


    Ma batian roars angrily. Where is it possible? His son is already an eight strong man with quenched body, and he is mastering the martial arts equivalent to the seven grades of the Yellow rank. Lin fan is just a mole ant with quenched body. How can he lose? How can we fail?


    He didn''t believe it and wanted to ask the servants, but there were more disorderly footsteps from the outside, and the waiters outside his door screamed.


    "Ma batian, ten million liang of silver can be ready."


    "Patter!"


    Ma batian''s face was so pale that the purple clay pot he cherished all his life fell to pieces. This sound, which he was familiar with, belonged to Lin fan.


    Then there is only one result, his son is dead!