Die?!

When everyone in the Dragon Slayer Mercenary Group heard this, they burst into laughter.

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

The previous momentum was like a bamboo, and the long-term drive went straight in, which brought 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 not enough.

As for the single-handedly dragon soul, it can't even enter their eyes.

"You kill us, try!"

A strong man as strong as an ox, sneering.

Between words, he also led the dragon slaying warriors to stride forward and put pressure on Lu Fan.

Seeing this scene, Shen Wanshan's face froze, and he led the Tiger Den Army, which suffered heavy casualties, to step forward.

Lu Fan turned sideways and shook his head lightly at Shen Wanshan, "I'm coming!" ”

After the words fell, Lu Fan bent down and picked up a long sword stained with blood.

In the next second, this sword came out of his hand.

With the sound of Ling Yan breaking the wind, the sharp long sword flew towards the dragon slaying mercenary group.

The sword is like lightning, like a gale.

The general at the front of the dragon slaying mercenary group did not react, and his eyebrows were pierced.

All this was too fast.

Until he died, he still had a defiant smile on his face.

His death was only the beginning of a nightmare for the Dragon-Slayer mercenary group.

The long sword did not stop.

Dragging the corpse of the general, who had long been out of instinct, flew backwards.

Behind him, a group of warriors stood in a neat row, like dominoes, one by one stabbed by the sword.

Until this team of dozens of fighters, all of them had their heads pierced and fell to the ground.

The taunts and unbridled laughter disappeared.

The people of the dragon slaying mercenary group did not have the contempt they had before, and they did not have the superiority of the high.

Everyone, looking at each other, was speechless.

In an instant, one sword, one slaughter team!

Don't...... This is the strength of the dragon soul?

Lu Fan's simple move not only stunned the soldiers of the Dragon Slayer Mercenary Group, but even the Tiger's Den Army was dumbfounded.

This domineering and powerful aura is incomparable.

Even if it is a tiger head, he is ashamed of himself.

With the tragic death of the general, the dragon slaying mercenary group was at a loss like headless flies.

The battlefield, the most important thing, is momentum!

I lost my momentum, and I am not far from death!

And Lu Fan, with just one sword, turned things around.

Who's in contention?

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

There are different feelings in my heart.

His face flushed with blushes.

Since ancient times, beautiful women love heroes!

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

"Next, do you need me to do it?"

Lu Fan's words brought Shen Wanshan's father and daughter back to their senses.

"No, you don't! Next, leave it to us! ”

Shen Wanshan's eyes showed a fierce light, his long sword was raised above his head, his voice was like a bell, and he gave orders, "Tiger's Den Army, the whole army is attacking!" ”

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

The inspired warriors of the Tiger's Den Army, in the midst of deafening shouts of killing, rushed towards the invading dragon slaying mercenary group.

It's not a duel, it's a massacre!

The dragon slayer mercenary group has long been distracted by the army, abandoning their armor and fleeing.

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

Everyone, not a single one was left behind, and they died tragically here.

Blood, gathered into a small river.

Lu Fan, standing on blood.

Accept the adoring gaze of all.

In this battle, although the Tiger's Den Army won completely, everyone knew that the credit was in Lu Fan.

If it weren't for his long sword to turn the tide of battle, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Xie Long Soul!"

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

"Xie Long Soul!"

"Xie Long Soul!"

Tiger's Den Army, bend down, bow, salute.

Heartfelt sound, deafening.

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

Similarly, it was the first time that I truly felt the power of the god of war, which was unmatched by the dragon soul.

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

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

"Dragon Soul, I'll send you!"

Shen Mengting's beautiful eyes blinked, bowed her head slightly, and her heart moved.

"No need, Shen Gongzi! The casualties in the tiger's den are not light, you guys are busy first! I just borrowed a car. ”

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

Shen Mengting's beautiful face flashed with a hint of anger and disappointment.

The first time she took the initiative, she didn't expect to be ruthlessly rejected!

"Intrigued?"

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

"Die of this heart, he's married."

Shen Mengting pursed her lips, although she nodded in agreement.

But she is stubborn, but in her heart, she planted a sapling of hope.

What if you get married?

is as beautiful as a flower, but can't capture Lu Fan's heart?

At this time, in the Lincheng Times Hotel, the banquet hall was full of people.

Wei Zhenzu personally set up a banquet.

In the province, almost all the characters with heads and faces were present.

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

When Wei Zhenzu hadn't shown up yet, everyone was talking about his previous experience in Lin Cheng.

Because Wei Zhenzu is too famous, news about him spreads extremely fast.

In just a few hours, everyone knows it.

No one expected that Wei Zhenzu, the dignified king of the south, would actually suffer a loss in this small place of Lincheng.

This made Wei Zhenzu, who cherished his face like gold, angry.

He has to fight back strongly at the first time.

Everyone is very curious, Wei Zhenzu, how to move next move!

Just when everyone was talking, Wei Zhenzu, escorted by bodyguards, came majestically from all directions.

Seeing this, everyone stopped talking, stood up and applauded, welcoming Wei Zhenzu.

Wei Zhenzu waved his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

Wei Zhenzu, who was standing on the stage, smiled indifferently, "Thank you for coming to the gathering in your busy schedule, giving the contemptible people thin noodles." ”

"I was contemptible in Lin City before, and everyone must have heard of the small accident that happened."

"I have gathered you here just to take this opportunity to introduce a good friend of mine to everyone."

Wei Zhenzu was like an orator, speaking slowly and with great infectiousness, "My friend, after learning that I had suffered a loss, rushed to come and wanted to personally take out this evil breath for me. ”

"I share such a friend with everyone!"

"Everyone, applause welcome!"

After hearing this, everyone applauded and looked at it curiously.

In the applause, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked slowly.

After seeing this person clearly, everyone was so surprised that they forgot to applaud.

Inside the ballroom, there was silence.

Everyone can see very clearly, the person who came is Su Shirong!

Collectors of power in the South!

Who would have thought that Su Shirong would be in person!

Wei Zhenzu is worthy of being the king of the south, and even Su Shirong can be invited.

In this matter, if Su Shirong makes a move, how can Lin Cheng and Lu Fan survive?

Under the stunned and shocked gaze of everyone, Su Shirong's mood was not high, on the contrary, his face was a little more worried and uneasy.

Without waiting for Wei Zhenzu to speak, Su Shirong took the lead in asking, "Zhenzu, what do you want to deal with, is it Lin Cheng Lu Fan?" ”

"Exactly! Brother Shirong, what's the matter? Disdainful to make a move? ”

Wei Zhenzu asked with a faint smile.

"It's not disdain, it's not that you don't dare!"