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Chapter 1739 reprimand the princes

The golden figure was a man who was in charge of the pass, and together with the saint behind him, he actually stopped many princes, saints and tens of thousands of troops.

A group of at least a hundred people were killed, and the golden figure stared at the Seventh Prince indifferently and said, "I will give up this matter. You retreat, and I will not pursue you."

The Seventh Prince tested the test and said, "Ling Fan, do you really think you are invincible? Why should I listen to your words?"

This golden figure can be said to be Lin Fan, and of course, it can also be said to be Lin Long. When he heard the words of the Seventh Prince, he sneered and said, "If you retreat, you will live; if you retreat, you will die."

"Arrogant!" The Seventh Prince scolded angrily and smiled grimly, saying, "I am a powerful Holy Emperor. You are just a saint. I want to see how you can make this Holy Emperor die."

Lin Fan sneered: "It's really difficult to kill you, but I don't know if the princes of the Sixteenth and Twelveth grades can resist the attacks of this saint."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the faces of the princes except the seventh prince changed drastically.

Just now, Lin Fan teared the saint with his hands, and with his big hands pressing, the scenes of the saint being crushed into powder really shocked them. Killing the strong men under the Saint Emperor was really like killing grass.

Lin Fan's power gave them a sense of enlightenment. Even if they were protected by the saint, they could still not resist Lin Fan. If Lin Fan really wanted to kill them, they would die.

The seventh prince's face also changed slightly, Lin Fan's eyes became even more sarcastic. He looked at the five saints beside him and said, "You go first, the guard brother will travel thousands of miles long. I will come later."

The five saints glanced at the people coldly and left directly, not worried about whether Lin Fan could successfully retreat.

Thousands of miles away.

Fengzi's face was stern.

There will be such a huge loss today.

He did not feel any sorrow in the death of ordinary soldiers, but the death of saints and people such as Rumen made him heartbroken.

How could this happen today?

Everything was going so smoothly, why did it suddenly change?

Ao Qin!

This is the only possibility!

And Lin Fan, shouldn’t he hoped that he would die, why did he come to save him?

It must be a joke to see me.

Thinking of this, Fengzi's eyes became even more gloomy.

Then when he was thinking about it, Lin Long came.

"Brother Ao Qin, I need an explanation. You know, if I am not satisfied with this explanation, I really don't mind telling you and me about the cooperation." Fengzi stared at Lin Long gloomyly.

Lin Long snorted coldly and said, "Explanation? What is the explanation?"

He smiled sarcastically: "I said I would tear the formation apart for you, but it's broken?"

Fengzi's face became even more gloomy and said, "It's indeed torn apart, but our people sneaked in and were discovered in an instant. The garrison army was not as weak as you said, and it was too strong. The seven princes in the Holy Emperor realm were all among them, and there were constant siege and blocking on the way to retreat. What does this mean?"

Lin Long's face was even more sarcastic and said, "Can you command Ling Fan?"

Fengzi's face turned cold and she said, "Of course not."

"Then why do you ask me to command those idle brothers?" Lin Long laughed.

Fengzi Bingsen said: "It seems that you are not as good as me. At least when I am in prison, my cheap son-in-law will come to save me."

"Ling Fan, save you? You take yourself too seriously." Lin Long said in a slight manner: "It was me who just took action!"

"What?"

Fengzi exclaimed.

It was because of this sentence that Fengzi dispelled all suspicions about Lin Long from his heart.

He saw with his own eyes that Lin Long teared the Dragon Clan saints and killed the Sixteen Princes.

Fengzi's face was extremely embarrassed.

This is fucking.

After a long time of trouble, it was the Ao Qin brother who saved him.

This is simply a great life-saving kindness.

For himself, he even took the risk of hiding his identity and attacking the dragon prince and the saint.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ao Qin, I misunderstood you." Feng Zi's face was bitter.

There were so many sarcasms just now, why did this cause?

Lin Long snorted coldly: "I don't know you in the ordinary way."

Actually, he was laughing in his heart.

This is a huge joke.

He planned to make Fengzi's top combat power die more than half at once, and also made Fengzi grateful to him. It was simply too interesting.

After a moment of silence, Lin Long smiled bitterly and said, "I blame me for speaking. I didn't realize that those waste princes went to Yinglin Cliff at the first time, but speaking, you probably have ears in your big tent, otherwise how could the other party make targeted arrangements for what we conspired?"

Fengzi's face changed.

Lin Long said this and made him feel that it was becoming more and more likely.

If Lin Long hadn't killed the saint and the prince himself, he would certainly not have believed it all, but at this time, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

"Forget it, this is your business, but when you find out whether there is really a traitor in your tent, our cooperation should be temporarily suspended. You and I cooperate, which is a serious crime for both the Dragon and Phoenix clans." Lin Long glanced at Fengzi indifferently, and his figure gradually dissipated.

But Fengzi's eyes were thunder and thunder.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that there is a traitor, it is really possible.

At this time, the eagle was on the cliff.

"Waste! Waste! A bunch of waste!" Lin Long was cursing, making the princes dare not raise their heads.

"So many people, the powerful Holy Emperor, the powerful Holy Lord, and the 30,000 people, can't even leave a mere phoenix. Did you grow up by eating shit?"

The faces of the princes were stiff, and their anger couldn't stop rising.

Even the Dragon King had never scolded them like this, but Lin Long was really qualified to scold them at this time. After all, he was the leader of this war.

"Brother Seven, you have the highest cultivation level, let's talk about the reason." Lin Long looked at the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince's face was cold and he didn't say anything.

The Twelve Prince said, "Lin Fan has taken action."

"Lin Fan? No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? Does he have three heads and six arms?" Lin Long frowned.

The Twelve Prince trembled all over and said, "He tear the saint with his hand and punched the Sixteenth brother. It's really too strong."

Lin Long looked at the Seventh Prince coldly and said, "Are you no match for Lin Fan?"

The seventh prince's face was cold, and his fist hiding in his sleeves was still trembling until now. It was the result of a hasty blow just now, which made him understand that even if he was there, if Lin Fan wanted to kill someone, he would not be able to stop him.
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