Some of the strong Wang Bang who belong to the Lizhu crowd look guilty when they look at bahao and others, but the guilty color is only fleeting.


    The practitioner world is so cruel.


    It''s normal that an ally of the previous day may become your murderer the next day.


    Although these Wang bangqiang people feel a little guilty when they see Ba Hao and others, it''s nothing. After all, Li Zhu and others are too strong. This lineup is enough to crush everyone who goes to the divine tomb this time.


    Therefore, for the sake of resources and harvest, when they were invited to leave the candle, they directly joined without too much consideration.


    Lin fan, they don''t think it''s strange. In everyone''s opinion, it''s human nature to join a stronger camp when the victory and defeat of the lineup are so clear.


    Even Lin fan is sure that if bahao and Youxi did not disagree with Lizhu because of their ethnic group, they will certainly join the camp of Lizhu.


    "Hehe, is this the emperor Tu Ling fan who has been wearing a lot of clothes during this period?" at this time, a king of heaven''s state of mind smiled. He looked at Lin Fan with a very presumptuous look in his eyes, and then said with a little disappointment: "but so, I''m disappointed."


    Turning away from the candle, he said, "brother Kuang long, although this boy has no great skill, he has extraordinary means of bewitching people. I''m afraid someone will stand out for him."


    Lin Leyao''s eyes were cold.


    Li Zhu''s words are almost famous. Lin fan is a little white face who is good for nothing and can only eat soft food. Now he wants to take a step forward and make a direct challenge.


    But her figure was held by Lin fan, smiled and said, "I really don''t have much ability, but it seems that brother Li Zhu has broken the halberd and sank the sand in my hand more than once. If I talk about it, my ability is much better than you."


    "Death!" the words from the candle were suddenly cold.


    Lin Fan scoffed and said, "you said this sentence to me at least ten times, but did you count that time?"


    "Ha ha, it will count this time." Li Zhu spoke darkly.


    This shows that after entering the divine tomb, he will kill Lin fan when he leaves the candle.


    "I''ll wait and see who killed who." Lin Fan smiled.


    "Ha ha, I don''t have the ability, but I don''t have a small voice." a strong man sneered. He was born in an affiliated ethnic group of Lizhu. Of course, he wanted to speak for Lizhu.


    "Who are you?" Lin fan asked coldly.


    "Wang Bang 51 - cold red clothes." the strong man spoke proudly. Then he looked strange and said, "do you want to fight with me before the tomb opens? Don''t, I''m afraid I''m beaten and cried by you."


    Leaving behind the candle, a group of people were amused by the cold red clothes.


    Later, a strong man said with a smile: "it is said that the emperor''s disciple Ling fan has excellent combat power and defeated the strong enemy with a cup of wine. It is also said that his sword intention is invincible and all those who are good at swords are defeated. Today, it seems that the rumor is untrustworthy, exaggerated and vulnerable."


    "Yes, but how can you match us?"


    You and I, the strong one on the side away from the candle, are all belittling Lin fan. Anyway, the emperor has not arrived yet, and the saint will have fun in the future.


    And since he joined the camp of Li Zhu, he naturally wanted to do what he liked and attack Lin fan.


    The best thing is to defeat Lin fan to please Li Zhu.


    After all, Li Zhu has the highest accomplishment in this alliance. All kinds of opportunities won after entering the divine tomb must be distributed by him. If he sells well at this time, maybe he will get Li Zhu friendship, so that he can get great fate below.


    As for those who do not have a camp, they are silent. They will not express any opinions. They do not dare to participate in confrontation at this level.


    But it doesn''t prevent them from watching the excitement.


    They want to see how Lin fan, who has never appeared in the world before, will face the world in a short time.


    In fact, the so-called face, in their view, there is only one way to be patient.


    Just because, at this time, all those who challenge Lin fan are the strong ones who rank above him, and the weakest ones who challenge him are the cold red clothes of Wang Bang 51.


    These are strong enemies. If you can''t bear to let them go, what can you do?


    Lin Fan smiled. He stepped forward, rather than walking around in a leisurely court. He said, "sure enough, when you are a dog, you have to have the consciousness of being a dog. The dog barks intensively, which makes you unable to distinguish who is who."


    "You want to die!"


    "Die!"


    A group of strong men roared. How dare Lin Fan compare them to dogs?


    "Roll to fight!" Leng Hongyi was more direct. He got up and pointed to Lin fan.


    "Then get out and fight." Lin Fan tit for tat.


    Leng Hongyi was stunned.


    He didn''t expect that Lin Fan dared to really fight.


    "Ha ha, the so-called persimmon should be soft enough to pinch, so you''re killing others first." Lin Fan smiled indifferently.


    "Roar..." Leng Hongyi roared.


    How dare Lin Fan satirize him so much and treat him as a soft persimmon?


    "Ling fan, if the three moves can''t defeat you, I''ll stop here." Leng Hongyi smiled grimly.


    Li Zhu frowned: "ten moves to kill him, three moves are too cheap for him."


    Others laughed, too.


    How strong is cold red?


    On the face of it, he only ranked 51, but the real situation is that he defeated pyrene Suan ranked 48. Only because pyrene Suan gave him a treasure in order to maintain his ranking, his ranking has not changed.


    And Lin fan?


    The highest record is just to beat the king''s list 57. How to fight with Leng Hongyi, who ranks 48 in real strength?


    Youxi''s face changed, and so did bahao''s face. All the people on Lin Fan''s side who knew the real combat power of Leng Hongyi changed their faces.


    When bahao stepped out, he wanted to speak, but he heard the cold way from the candle: "bahao, shut up. I don''t care for your brother''s sake."


    His cold eyes scanned the audience and shouted, "the battle between them depends on their willingness. Whoever dares to intervene and speak more is the enemy of leaving the candle and the family!"


    The cold words showed the cold killing opportunity from the candle.


    "Does brother Lizhu think I will lose?" Lin Fan smiled. He looked at Lizhu.


    Li Zhu smiled and said, "I really can''t think of any possibility for you to win."


    "Really? You''re blind." Lin fan doesn''t care and smiles.


    "Really? If your real ability is as good as your eloquence, you can really enter the top 50 of the list." Li Zhu mocked.


    "Why do you talk so much? Roll over and fight. I wanted to kill you with three swords, but since I have a word from the childe, I will allow you to live a little longer." Leng Hongyi''s icy mouth, he has silver hair, but he is dressed in red. The long sword in his hand is as bloody as that clothes. The whole person exudes the spirit of linglie''s towering sword, and walks out step by step. The sword cuts the sky wantonly.


    Compared with Leng Hongyi, Lin fan is very calm, there is no air flow, and he is still so casual.