"Old Seven, Old Nine is good Yaxing, are you going to compete with the Red Black Dragon King of the East China Sea?"

At this time, a hearty laugh came, Lin Fan was no stranger, it was the purple-robed old man who had been in the main hall before.

The great prince of the Dragon Palace of the South China Sea!

The purple-robed old man said heartily while walking with a kind smile on his face.

glanced at everyone slightly, but pretended to be confused: "The three of you are here to fight, aren't you afraid of ruining this elegant garden?" ”

"If you want me to see, it's better to go to the cultivation ground in the South China Sea, there, whatever you want."

Instead of looking at Ao Bin's cold and gloomy face, the purple-robed old man looked at his two younger brothers and continued to laugh.

"That's what Big Brother said."

The Seven Princes of the South China Sea, King Rakshasa nodded again and again, and smiled at Ao Lian: "I don't know what Brother Ao's advice is to the eldest brother?" ”

As soon as several dragon princes of the South China Sea sang and harmonized, they didn't mention the previous incident when the seventh prince and the ninth prince of the South China Sea joined forces to injure the eighth prince of the East China Sea.

On the contrary, the matter was brought to the point of martial arts, Lin Fan and the others sneered in their hearts, and Huang Xiaoying snorted coldly because of the anger in her heart.

Ao Lian's face was still cold, "Just according to what the eldest prince said." ”

"That's great!"

The Rakshasa King smiled happily, and swept away first, and the figure of the King of the River on the side also flashed at the same time and disappeared.

Then, Ao Tie followed.

The battle of the three earth immortal powerhouses, everyone naturally had to follow and watch, and soon, the originally lively and noisy Yayuan was empty.

South China Sea Training Ground.

When Lin Fan and the others arrived, the battle between Ao Lian and the two princes of the South China Sea had already begun.

This cultivation ground is indeed very large, and there is also a strange formation around it, this kind of formation is known to Lin Fan, similar to a kind of spatial isolation.

In other words, no matter how much movement is generated here, it will not spread to other places.

I think this is not only a training ground, but also a competition venue.

Ao Jian was extremely angry in his heart at this time, not to mention what the two princes of the South China Sea had injured Ao Chun, just to say that the attitude of the three highly respected dragon princes of the South China Sea obviously did not take the East China Sea to heart.

All his own breath was released, and with a flick of the black sleeve, two powerful air currents shot out sharply, which were not ordinary air currents, but two water dragons, blasting out with the momentum of a sharp sword.

The two dragon lords of the South China Sea snorted coldly at the same time, and joined forces with the water dragons.

"It is worthy of being the dragon king who is still famous in the East China Sea, and he will fight when he says it!"

With a cold drink, the Nine Princes of the South China Sea had already swept away and attacked in front of Ao Bin.

Ao Tie did not dodge or dodge, and in the face of the king of the river who was attacking with his fist, he actually stood in place and slowly raised his hand.

Bang!

The two fists touched, and Ao Tie stood still in place, but the King of the River who took advantage of the momentum to attack was shocked back a few steps!

Strong!

This East China Sea Ao Tie is really strong!

Seeing that the Ninth Brother didn't gain any benefits from his blow, the Rakshasa King was shocked back by Ao Bin, and a touch of shock flashed in his eyes, "I have long heard that the East China Sea Ao Tie is cultivated to the sky, and it really deserves its reputation!" ”

After that, the Rakshasa King had already swept in front of Ao Lian, and he raised his hand and boomed.

Bang!

The thunder is rolling, knowing the strength of Ao Bind, the two dragon lords of the South China Sea will naturally not keep their hands anymore, because no one can guarantee whether Ao Bind, who is under the rage, will suddenly make a painful move.

After all, the prestige of Ao Tie in the East China Sea was all killed back then!

Just when the Rakshasa King raised his hand and bombarded Ao Bin, the King of the River also continued to attack from the side!

"The people of the West Sea, don't they all like to fight more and less?"

Beside Lin Fan, Huang Xiaoying muttered dissatisfiedly.

Although I haven't seen Lin Fan show his supernatural powers, the prestige of Erlang Zhenjun is famous in the Three Realms, and even such a person will be respectful to Lin Fan, so since the five of them went to the South China Sea, they were all vaguely looking forward to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan knew that Huang Xiaoying's words were not only for everyone in the South China Sea, but also for herself.

Although Ao Tie is strong, but after all, the opponent is also two Dragon Kings of the South China Sea, if it is one-on-one, everyone believes that Ao Tie will definitely win, but one against two, it is difficult to say.

"Do you want me to help you out?" Lin Fan smiled, his voice was not loud, and he did not deliberately hide it.

The purple-robed old man frowned slightly, and didn't say anything, but the two South China Sea princes who had injured Ao Chun and Huang Yuelang before looked at Lin Fan with an arrogant expression, "Just you?" ”

Regarding the provocative sarcasm of the two South China Sea princes, Lin Fan did not speak, but continued to squint, paying attention to the fight between Ao Jian and the two South China Sea Dragon Princes.

This scene fell into the eyes of the two princes of the South China Sea, and then thinking about it, Lin Fan's age was about the same age as them, and the seventh prince of the South China Sea simply sneered: "If you have real skills to help people, you should watch the play obediently." ”

"Yes, but if someone doesn't open their eyes, I don't mind doing it again." The Ninth Prince of the South China Sea also sneered.

"Immortal Master?"

"Brother Lin!"

Different from Ao Chun's concern and inquiry, Huang Xiaoying couldn't wait to urge Lin Fan to hurry up and teach these hateful people in the South China Sea a lesson!

Huang Yuelang didn't speak, although he was defeated in the end with one against two, but in the final analysis, his cultivation was not strong enough.

After this battle, Huang Yuelang's belief in cultivating hard after returning was even stronger.

Looking at the three Ao Tie in the fight, although Ao Tie's personal cultivation is stronger, but after all, with one enemy and two, compared with the initial domineering, now Ao Tie has begun to gradually fall behind.

"If you want to come to the East China Sea, it's just that!" The King of the West Sea Turning River burst out with a palm and said with a smile at the same time.

"Ninth brother, don't say that, Brother Ao is the supreme of the East China Sea, this is because he can't bear to hurt us, so he will show mercy."

The Rakshasa King hurriedly shook his head, but his attack was still extremely fierce, and his move was fatal.

And Ao Tie in the fight was both angry and angry at this time.

What was angry was that he followed the eighth prince to the South China Sea to pay homage to his birthday, who would have thought that not long after he arrived, Ao Chun was seriously injured, and he was ridiculed again and again by these two dragon lords of the South China Sea.

"If you want to blame yourself, you can blame yourself for not cultivating diligently in Tanlong Ancient Town, and you have been wasted for too many years," Ao Jian was secretly annoyed in his heart, if he was at his peak, he would be one enemy and two today, at least he could suppress the two of them.

"Third uncle, be careful!" The eighth prince Ao Chun's reminder came, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Because of the momentary distraction in his heart, he was caught by the King of the River, and Ao Tie was slapped in the chest by the King of the River.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out, and Ao Bin's breath was directly dispersed by a palm from the river, and the Rakshasa King had already raised his palm and blasted it in front of him.

"Is this going to end? I haven't returned to the East China Sea to atone for my sins! Ao Lian knew that he couldn't avoid the Rakshasa King's urging palm, and muttered in his heart.

At this time, a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.

The back doesn't look tall, and it's even a little slender, with white clothes and white robes, and the black hair that touches the earlobes even raises slightly because of the aura of the Rakshasa King's sharp attack.

"It's him!" Ao Lian exclaimed in his heart.

Lin Fan!

Lin Immortal Master!

The one who made the First God of War in the Three Realms, Erlang Zhenjun, treat him respectfully!