The fight outside was in full swing, Lin Fan squatted on the ground and watched the play leisurely, he was not in a hurry, but he knew in his heart that it was useless to be anxious now, the other party had obviously made a careful plan to tie him up firmly, and this cover would not be able to break through in a while.

He has only one plan now, that is, to preserve his strength and wait and see what happens, according to the current form, the six major sects and the elders of the Hongmen undoubtedly have the upper hand, but on the whole, the advantage is not obvious, and it is very difficult to repel these blood clans.

The strength of the Nine Great Princes was enough to compete with the Six Great Sects, and the other low-level blood clans also had the strength to fight against the Hongmen Elders, so the scene could only be stalemate for a while.

The smaller the gap in their strength, the more beneficial it will be for Lin Fan, because no matter who wins or loses, they will lose a lot in the end, and the only one who will benefit in the end is Lin Fan.

Anyway, he was trapped by death now, and these people regarded Lin Fan as meat on the board, which was at his fingertips, so he relaxed and fought endlessly in front.

But Lin Fan already had a plan in his heart, judging from the comparison of his strength against the warring parties, the six major sects and the Hongmen would win in the end.

However, this was not the final ending, because Lin Fan had already discovered from their words and deeds just now that the six major sects and the Hongmen were not monolithic.

Once the blood clan is repulsed, then next, the two major forces may have disputes due to the uneven distribution of spoils, and it is more likely to fight directly, because there is only one Lin Fan, and there is only one drop of divine blood, and it is difficult for either side to come up with a distribution plan that satisfies everyone.

Because of this, Lin Fan was squatting on the ground with peace of mind, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, he was waiting, waiting for these guys to fight each other until he found a chance to escape.

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The six major masters and the nine princes gradually came out of their anger at this time, and the two sides came and went, and they all used the means of pressing the bottom of the box, and the violent fluctuations fluctuated and fluctuated in this space, as if the sea surface was swept up by a strong wind.

Ziyang Zhenren has not made contributions for a long time, he is anxious, and he feels that he has lost face, and the Prince Moore who fought with him is superb, and his moves are strange and very difficult.

The two of them fought evenly in a short period of time, and no one could help anyone, Ziyang Zhenren's sword aura was incomparable, but Prince Moore's attack was also uncanny, and the bone spurs flashed with a faint brilliance.

While fighting, Ziyang Zhenren used the corner of his eye to check the surrounding form, and the situation of the other five masters was similar to him, they were all entangled by their opponents, and they were indistinguishable.

And although those Hongmen elders have a slight upper hand, it is difficult to transform the upper hand into a real advantage, although the remaining low-level blood clans are slightly inferior to these elders in terms of strength, but their methods are strange, and their actions are vicious, which makes the elders helpless for a while.

"We can't go on like this, we must get rid of these vampires quickly, otherwise, the longer it drags on, the more variables will be." Ziyang Zhenren secretly thought in his heart, he was eager to make a quick decision.

Thinking of this, Ziyang Zhenren shouted: "Fellow Daoists, don't have any scruples, fight quickly." ”

After shouting, clusters of crimson light burst out from Ziyang Zhenren's body, the pores on his body opened, and wisps of sword qi were swallowed, and the momentum on his body was like the rising sun.

When the other five masters heard Ziyang Zhenren's shout, they all used their own means at the moment, and a hazy purple qi condensed between Danyang Zhenren's palms, and the divine light was great, and the purple qi rose.

Elder Likong's eyes widened in anger, and he turned into the Dharma Protector Vajra, and his skin seemed to be smeared with a layer of gold paint, shining with a golden luster......

The momentum of these six masters was rising steadily, and the faces of the nine princes changed in an instant, which was a very terrifying sight, and they knew that the other party was going to fight hard.

However, these nine princes did not flinch, but instead burst out of the potential in their bodies one by one, the swishing aura spread in their bodies, and the heart area was even thumping, and the essence blood that had been stored for hundreds of years was all released at this moment.

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At this time, Lin Fan's eyes widened, and he was engrossed in watching the fight outside, the strength of the six major masters, and the attack methods of the blood prince, all of which made him can't help but immerse himself in it, comparing it with what he had learned, and drawing nourishment from it.

I have to say that this kind of long-famous master does have something unique, Lin Fan was fascinated by watching from the sidelines, and he couldn't wait to step forward and feel the energy inside.

Just as he was fascinated by it, a sudden energy descended from the void, and a huge black hand tore through the space and probed towards Lin Fan.

The outer layer of light only flickered slightly when the giant hand came, and then there was a crisp cracking sound, and the runes and stars in the sky disappeared little by little, and the crystal clear filaments became so fragile in front of the giant hand, just a light pull, it was broken open a big hole.

The giant hand came so fast that Lin Fan didn't even react at all, he felt that his body was bound by an unstoppable energy, and he couldn't help but rise into the air.

Little Gold roared, and swung his stick at it, trying to break the sudden giant hand.

But long tentacles suddenly grew out of the black giant hand, and swept the little gold along with the wooden stick in his hand, tightly wrapping it.

Compared to Xiao Jinzi, Prince Reina's reaction was even slower, and as soon as he was about to dodge, he was controlled by a force, and his body kept calling up and down.

After this black giant hand swept through Lin Fan, Xiao Jinzi, and Reina, it waved slightly, and forcibly tore open a black crack in this space, and there were spatial fluctuations around the crack.

When the six major masters heard the sound of the light mask shattering, they could no longer care about fighting with the blood clan, and one by one they shouted angrily, and aimed the most powerful move at the black giant hand in unison.

Not only them, but even the princes of the nine blood clans also left their respective opponents behind, and used their fastest speed to fly towards the black giant hand, wanting to snatch Lin Fan over.

But they were all a step late, and after tearing a crack open, the black giant hand quickly disappeared into it, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

The black crack also disappeared as if it had never existed.

The fighting stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at each other, looking at the empty field in front of them, dumbfounded, and speechless one by one.

The princes of the blood clan let out an unwilling scream, this result was unbearable for them, the curse that had plagued the blood clan for thousands of years, and there was a glimmer of hope for liberation, but they did not expect to be destroyed by a black hand.

Elder Qin jumped in a hurry, ran to the location where Lin Fan disappeared in a few steps, and looked up and down, left and right, chattering in his mouth, as if he had lost his mind: "Impossible, how can this be ......"