"Yeah, how can the world go as expected?" The eighty-sixth prince said with some feeling: "I don't know how many people envy my noble birth, why should I sigh here?"

"Your Highness thinks so well." Zhou Fan smiled and said, "Since Your Highness has no intention of competing for the right to inherit the throne, why did you invite me here?"

"I said I didn't fight, and they didn't believe it either." Prince Eighty-six said: "Inviting Lord Zhou is just a helpless move. They have invited Lord Zhou, and I have to invite them too, otherwise they will think I don't. Dare to fight, weakness can be bullied.”

Zhou Fan just nodded slightly and said nothing. The Eighty-sixth Prince personally escorted him out of the Linglong Restaurant.

Zhou Fan walked away. He turned his head and glanced in the direction of Linglong Restaurant. It was difficult for him to distinguish what the Eighty-six Princes said was true or false, but whether it was true or false had little to do with him, he was too lazy to pay attention.

In the final analysis, these princes competed for the right to inherit the throne, and it had nothing to do with him. He was just implicated by the innocent.

The Eighty-sixth Prince returned to the dining room. The wine table had already been emptied. He sat casually with a bright smile on his face.

He smiled and took out a sound transmission jade talisman, activated the sound transmission jade talisman, and there was a slight breathing sound.

"He just left." Prince Eighty-six said.

"Okay, I see." The man replied in a low voice, and wanted to disconnect the sound transmission jade talisman, but the eighty-six princes stopped him.

"Is there anything else, Your Highness?" the man asked.

"There is no problem with Zhou Fan's plan, but could it be a trap? Is it really confirmed? I paid a heavy price." Prince Eighty-six said lightly.

"It won't be a trap. Your Highness can rest assured that he is not the kind of person who is so heartless." The man replied.

"Very well, it will be implemented as planned." Prince Eighty-six thought so too. The possibility of this being a trap is very small.

It was only after a few breaths of breath that the conversation between the two broke off. There was a huge explosion sound from the east of Linglong Restaurant, and there was complete chaos outside.

He didn't go out to watch, but just sat quietly and waited for the result. He sighed, "If I don't sit on the throne, how can I study cooking with peace of mind?"

When the explosion sounded, Zhou Fan hadn't left Linglongfang, and of course he heard it, just three hundred meters away from him, the place was already filled with smoke due to the collapse of the building.

The entire Linglongfang seemed to vibrate, explosions sounded one after another, and the people nearby were all shouting in fear and fleeing.

"Has it been found out what's wrong?" Because of the smoke, Zhou Fan couldn't see clearly with his eyesight. He hesitated for a while, but decided to go over and see what was going on.

The distance of three hundred meters, for him now, is only a place that can be reached in an instant, but he does not dare to be careless, just teleports to the outside of the smoke.

The smoke had dispersed a little, Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, he found two masked men fighting with a middle-aged man in white clothes.

The middle-aged man in white snorted loudly, and blood light appeared in his hands.

scoff!

The heads of the two masked men, who were obviously not weak, rose, and a column of blood rose from their necks.

The two masked men died just like that.

The middle-aged man in white had a cold face. After he killed the two masked men, he found Zhou Fan, his pupils shrank slightly, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Your Excellency, it's better to just stand there and wait." Zhou Fan said slowly, the two masked men may be members of the Thousand Deception Alliance, but the identity of this middle-aged man is unknown, so it is impossible for him to let the other party leave like this.

The middle-aged man in white didn't listen at all, his body glowed with blood, and his figure became illusory.

Zhou Fan drew his sword out of the scabbard, and countless translucent sword gangs flew towards the middle-aged man in white.

"Looking for death." The body of the middle-aged man in white became solid, and when he drank it so coldly, all the knives and gangs collapsed.

Zhou Fan's expression changed slightly. He knew that the strength of the middle-aged man in white was not weak, so the knife didn't leave much power, but the opponent could easily disintegrate his quick knife!

This middle-aged man in white has at least the strength of the immortal realm.

A blood-colored mist emerged, covering the whole place.

Zhou Fan was also enveloped in the blood mist, which was the rune of the middle-aged man, and his body began to rot.

It's just that the middle-aged man didn't even look at Zhou Fan at all, and he flew away to the other side, because he knew that Zhou Fan would not be hurt by his blood mist rune so easily.

Zhou Fan didn't find it strange when he saw the middle-aged man fleeing without a fight. Instead, he was sure that there was a problem with the identity of the middle-aged man. If there was no problem, he would not flee at all.

This is Jingdu. If there is a problem with identity, of course you have to run away.

His body was still rotting, his eyes showed a strange color, and his body collapsed into a pool of blood.

As the middle-aged man flew away, the blood mist also dissipated, and countless warriors flew towards this side.

The middle-aged man's speed was very fast, and at the same time his body was glowing with blood. He fell into the trap of the Thousand Deception Alliance, and now he needs to hide as soon as possible.

"Where do you want to go?" Zhou Fan's voice sounded in his ear, "Do you think you can still escape?"

The middle-aged man's face was slightly cold, his body exuded a cold black light, and huge energy surged out of his body, crushing the houses below.

His body was surrounded by a strange eyeball, and at the same time, his body became more and more bloody, and he was about to disappear in place.

But a palm appeared strangely, and patted him~lightnovelpub.net~ The middle-aged man patted it with one palm, but the palm disappeared, he was so angry that he vomited blood, his body's blood light faded, his magic technique It was interrupted, and his natal magic weapon obviously didn't hit the opponent just now.

He stopped and kept searching for the other person's figure, but couldn't find the other person's existence.

He didn't expect the other party to grow to such a terrifying level in such a short period of time.

More and more warriors are running underneath, and he has obviously been spotted.

The middle-aged man's face became more and more ugly. He knew that if Zhou Fan continued to hold him back, he would suffer.

He muttered words in his mouth, and his body instantly distributed dozens of identical him, and then he rushed down.

This is the secret technique of dismembering the corpse that he has practiced hard. As long as one of them can escape, it is equivalent to him escaping.

"Do you want to retreat like this?" Zhou Fan's voice sneered, and he appeared in the air.

He looked at the dozens of middle-aged men fleeing in all directions. He raised the rusty knife, and a pitch-black knife flew out of his body. He motivated the law of the heart.

"My sword can be tracked." He slashed out.

Dozens of gray sword beams shot out, and as expected, they chased after the dozens of middle-aged men like swimming fish.

Chi Chi!

Facing these dozens of gray sword lights that can be traced, the middle-aged man's expression changed in horror. What kind of sword skill is this?

They could only turn around abruptly, and slapped their palms in unison.