die?!

When the Dragon Slaying Employment Group heard this, they burst into laughter.

They used their exaggerated smiles to express their contempt for Lu Fan!

The momentum before was unstoppable, and they were heading straight forward, bringing them great confidence.

The tiger's den is as famous as the dragon gate. The tiger's den is vulnerable, and the dragon gate is nothing more than a single.

As for the single-handed dragon soul, it is even more in their eyes.

"You kill us, try!"

A strong man as strong as a cow, sarcastic and sarcastic.

As he spoke, he led the Dragon Slayers to strode forward and put pressure on Lu Fan.

Seeing this scene, Chen Wanshan's face calmed down and led the tiger's den army with heavy casualties to step forward.

Lu Fan turned sideways and shook his head gently at Chen Wanshan, "I'll do it!"

After saying that, Lu Fan bent down and picked up a long sword covered with blood.

The next second, the sword came out of his hand.

Accompanied by the sound of the wind breaking through the sharp sword, the sharp sword flew towards the Dragon Slaying Employment Group.

The sword is like lightning, like a storm of wind.

The general at the front of the Dragon Slaying Employment Group had no reaction and his eyebrows were pierced.

All of this was too fast.

Until he died, there was a provocative smile on his face.

His death was just the beginning of a nightmare for the Dragon Slaying Employment Group.

The sword did not stop.

Dragging the body of the general who had no intuition, he flew back.

Behind him, a group of soldiers standing neatly, were stabbed by long swords like dominoes.

Until dozens of soldiers in this team all had their heads pierced and they couldn't afford to fall to the ground.

The ridicule and unbridled laughter disappeared.

The Dragon Slaying Employment Group has no previous contempt, nor is there any superiority.

Everyone looked at each other in a speechless manner.

In an instant, with one sword, slaughter a team!

Could it be...this is the strength of Dragon Soul?

Lu Fan's simple move not only stunned the warriors of the Dragon Slaying Team, but also stunned the Tiger's Lair Army.

This domineering and powerful aura is unparalleled.

Even if you have a tiger head, you will feel inferior.

With the tragic death of the general, the Dragon Slaying Group was overwhelmed by the headless flies.

The most important thing in the battlefield is momentum!

Lost your momentum and you are not far from death!

And Lu Fan turned the world around with just one sword.

Who competes with you?

Chen Mengting's beautiful eyes looked directly at Lu Fan.

A different feeling arises in my heart.

A blush appeared on his face.

Since ancient times, beauties love heroes!

Just as her spring heart was rippling, Lu Fan turned around and looked at her and Shen Wanshan resolutely.

"Next, do I need to do it?"

Lu Fan's words made Chen Wanshan and his daughter come to their senses.

"No! Next, leave it to us!"

Chen Wanshan's eyes were full of evil light, his sword was raised high above his head, and his voice was like a loud bell. He issued an order, "Tiger's Lair Army, the whole army attacked!"

Because of Lu Fan, the morale of the Tiger's Lair Army was greatly boosted.

The highly inspired soldiers of the Tiger's Lair Army rushed towards the invading Dragon Slaying Employment Group amid the deafening shouts.

This is not a duel, but a massacre!

The Dragon Slaying Employment Group had already ruined the morale of the army and abandoned its armor and fled.

But no one escaped from the encirclement of the Tiger's Lair Army.

Everyone, without leaving any one, died here tragically.

Blood gathers into a small river.

Lu Fan stood in blood.

Accept everyone's worship of their eyes.

Although the Tiger's Lair Army won completely in this battle, everyone knew it well and the credit was Lu Fan.

If it weren't for his long sword to turn the situation around, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Thank you Longhun!"

Chen Wanshan arched his hands with his hands and thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you Longhun!"

"Thank you Longhun!"

The army of tiger den, bent down, bowed, and saluted.

The sound from the heart is deafening.

This is the first time that the Tiger's Lair Army bows to outsiders and thanks to outsiders.

Similarly, it was the first time that I truly felt the power of the God of War that no one could match.

"No thanks, if it's okay, I'll go back first!"

Lu Fan doesn't want to stay for a long time, he still has to go home to accompany his daughter!

"Dragon Soul, I'll give it to you!"

Chen Mengting's beautiful eyes blinked, lowered her head slightly, and her heart moved secretly.

"No need, Mr. Chen! There are many casualties in the tiger's den, you can do it first! I'll just borrow a car."

After saying that, Lu Fan got into the car and drove away.

A hint of anger and disappointment flashed across Chen Mengting's beautiful face.

The first time she took the initiative, she was ruthlessly rejected!

"Is my heart moved?"

Chen Wanshan raised his hand and pushed his glasses, looking directly at the place where Lu Fan left.

"Don't die this heart, he's married."

Chen Mengting pursed her lips and nodded in agreement despite dealing with it.

But the stubborn ones planted a sapling of hope in her heart.

So what if you get married?

My beautiful self still cannot capture Lu Fan's heart?

At this time, at the Lincheng Times Hotel, the banquet hall was crowded and full.

Wei Zhenzu held a banquet himself.

Almost all of the well-known figures in the province were present.

There are also many people in Lincheng who were invited to attend.

Before Wei Zhenzu showed up, everyone was talking about his previous defeat in Lincheng.

Because Wei Zhenzu is so famous, the news about him spreads very quickly.

In just a few hours, everyone knows it.

No one expected that the dignified Southern King Wei Zhenzu would suffer a loss in this small place in Lincheng.

This made Wei Zhenzu, who was cherishing his face, angry.
To be continued...