"Yes, how can the world be as satisfactory?" The Eighty-sixth Prince said with some emotion: "I don't know how many people envy me for my noble birth, so 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 inheritance of the throne, why should you invite me?"

"I said I wouldn't fight, and they wouldn't believe it either." The Eighty-sixth Prince said: "Inviting Lord Zhou is just a helpless act. They have invited Lord Zhou, so I have to invite him, otherwise they will think that I dare not fight and that I can be bullied."

Zhou Fan just nodded slightly and said nothing more. The eighty-sixth prince personally sent him to Linglong Restaurant.

Zhou Fan walked away, and he turned around and looked at the direction of Linglong Restaurant. It was difficult for him to distinguish the true or false of the eighty-sixth prince, but no matter whether it is true or false, he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

After all, these princes are not involved in the fight for the inheritance of the throne, and he is just implicated by innocent people.

The eighty-sixth prince returned to the restaurant room. The table had been cleared long ago. 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 a slight breathing sound came from the other side.

"He just left." said the Eighty-sixth Prince.

"Okay, I understand." The man responded in a low voice, trying to disconnect the jade talisman from the voice transmission, but the eighty-sixth prince called him.

"Your Highness has something to do?" the man asked.

"There is no problem with Zhou Fan's plan, but would that matter be a trap before? Is it really confirmed? I have paid a lot of money." The 86th Prince said lightly.

"It won't be a trap, don't worry, your highness, he is not the kind of person who is so heartless." The man replied.

"Very good, then follow the plan." The eighty-sixth prince thought so, and the possibility of this being a trap is very small.

The two of them broke up their conversation just after a few breaths, a huge explosion came from the east of Linglong Restaurant, and the outside became completely confused.

He didn't go out to see it, but just sat quietly waiting for the result. He sighed and said, "If I don't sit on the throne, how can I feel at ease to study my cooking skills?"

When the explosion sounded, Zhou Fan had not yet walked out of Linglongfang, of course he heard it. It was three hundred feet away from him, and the place was already filled with smoke due to the collapse of the house.

The entire Linglongfang seemed to be vibrating, and explosions sounded one after another. People nearby were yelling loudly in fear and fleeing.

"Is it discovered that some monster was found in chaos?" Because of the smoke, Zhou Fan could not see clearly even if he opened his eyes. He hesitated for a moment and decided to go over and see what was going on.

Three hundred feet away, for him now, it was only a place he could reach in an instant, but he didn't dare to be careless, and just teleported to the outside of the smoke.

The smoke and dust had dissipated a little, and Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. He found two men in masks fighting with a middle-aged man in white.

The middle-aged man in white shouted loudly, and blood appeared on his hands.

laugh!

The two men with obvious strength, with their heads rising, and blood columns rising from their necks.

The two masked men died like this.

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

"Your Excellency is better to stand there and wait." Zhou Fan said slowly. The two masked men might be members of Qianwu Alliance, but the middle-aged man had unknown identity, so he could not let the other party leave like this.

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

Zhou Fan drew his sword out of the sheath, and countless translucent sword auras followed him and flew towards the middle-aged man in white.

"Looking for death." The body of the middle-aged man in white became solidified. With a cold shout, all the quick sword aura was disintegrated.

Zhou Fan's face changed slightly. He knew that the middle-aged man in white was not weak, so he didn't leave much strength when he slashed the knife, but the other party could easily disintegrate his fast sword energy!

This middle-aged man in white has at least the strength above the Immortal Realm.

A bloody mist appeared, covering the land.

Zhou Fan was also covered in blood mist. The blood mist was the talisman of the middle-aged man, and his body began to decay.

However, the middle-aged man didn't even look at Zhou Fan. He flew towards the other side because he knew that Zhou Fan would not be injured so easily by his blood mist talisman.

Zhou Fan didn't find it strange when he saw the middle-aged man fleeing without fighting. Instead, he was sure that the middle-aged man had a problem with his identity. If there were no problems, he wouldn't have escaped at all.

This is Jingdu. Of course, I have to escape if I have any identity problems.

His body was still rotting, and a strange look appeared in his eyes. His body collapsed and turned into a pool of blood.

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

The middle-aged man was very fast, and his body was emitting blood. He was trapped in the Qianwu Alliance and now he needs to hide it as soon as possible.

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

The middle-aged man's face was slightly cold, and his whole body emitted a cold black light. Huge energy surged out of his body and collapsed the houses below.

His body had a strange eye bead lingering, and at the same time, the blood in his body became thicker and thicker, and he was about to disappear from the spot.

But a palm appeared strangely and slapped at him.

The middle-aged man slapped out his palm, but the palm disappeared. He was so angry that he vomited blood. The blood light in his body faded, and his magic was interrupted. His natal magic weapon was obviously not hitting the other party just now.

He stopped and kept searching for the other person's figure, unable to detect the other person's existence.

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

More and more warriors were running around below, and they had obviously discovered him.

The middle-aged man's face became increasingly ugly. He knew that if Zhou Fan continued to hold him back, he would be in trouble.

He muttered something in his mouth, and his body instantly sent dozens of exactly the same him, and then he rushed down.

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

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

He looked at the dozens of middle-aged men who fled in scattered circles. He raised the rust knife, and a pitch-black knife flew out of his body. He activated the law of his heart.

"My sword energy can track it." He slashed out with a knife.

Dozens of gray sword lights shot out quickly, and indeed scattered towards the dozens of middle-aged men like swimming fish.

Hissing!

Faced with dozens of tracking gray swords, the middle-aged man was shocked. What kind of sword skills are this?
Chapter completed!