[Ran^Text^Library] Zhou Fan didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here, this shout completely exposed himself, the vast majority of people didn't know themselves, in this way, everyone remembered their appearance, thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the lively and lovely girl who made the voice with resentment.

That group of people was the team of the Black Iron Kingdom, among which Han Ya and Han Mo's brother and sister, Yuan Feng, and Xiong Jie were all there, and this shout came out of Han Ya's mouth.

"What's the matter, I feel that the atmosphere has changed, we seem to be in trouble!" Han Mo frowned, and quickly covered Han Ya's small mouth beside him, Han Ya still didn't know why, glared at the eldest brother angrily, struggling to shout again.

"Don't shout, it seems that many of these people are looking for trouble with Zhou Fan, you are in trouble!" Han Mo let go of her and said helplessly.

"Ahh

"It seems like this, I don't know how Zhou Fan can provoke so many people?" Yuan Feng on the side was also a little worried about Zhou Fan, although they had some friction when they snatched the treasures, but Zhou Fan also saved the two of them when he said it, and in the last battle in the secret realm, the two of them were convinced, and they did not leave any hatred.

"Click-Zhou Fan! Haha! It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get there, now, see how you escape!" Wu He looked at the familiar and hateful figure, his fists clenched, his knuckles were a little white due to excessive force, and a slight crisp sound sounded.

"Brother Dongfang, hurry up and inform those people you arranged, snipe Zhou Fan!" Wu He had a gloomy face and secretly transmitted the voice to Dongfang Tianyu.

Dongfang Tianyu nodded without leaving a trace, and then one after another mysterious spiritual fluctuations came out of his body, wanting to secretly transmit the sound to the people below, but unfortunately, how could such a means be hidden from the few martial king powerhouses above.

When Prime Minister Liu heard the name Zhou Fan, a light flashed in his goshawk-like eyes, because his arrival this time was also arranged by the peerless Northern Family Bei Moyin, otherwise how could he be the prime minister of a great dynasty to preside over such a competition.

With a wave of his sleeves, the spiritual power of heaven and earth instantly turbulent, and a terrifying force lay across the void, as if forming a barrier, blocking the transmission of Dongfang Tianyu's spiritual power.

"You guys, don't even think about interfering in the game!" Prime Minister Liu Cheng had a faint smile on his face, but the majesty revealed in his bones made everyone dare not refute, and the rest of the major sects, except for Cang Qingxuan, took a deep breath, they all didn't understand the reason, and looked at the young figure that gradually disappeared under the stone tablet suspiciously.

"Hehe! Prime Minister Liu Cheng don't be angry, he just wants to notify some friends and cheer them on, nothing else!" Dongfang Tianyu shook his feather fan, not caring about it, as if everything was under control.

"If that's the case, that's great!" Liu Chengxiang smiled and nodded, giving him a threatening look.

put away his smile, glanced at Wu He on the side, and said: "Brother Wu He, it seems that this Prime Minister Liu should have been arranged by that woman, we are not good at interfering, but it doesn't matter, fortunately, I have roughly arranged it before the start of the game, and now that kid's identity is exposed, he is already dead!"

Wu He nodded and smiled at him, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a touch of murderous intent, and his gaze moved back to the figure that gradually turned into nothingness.

Filled with misty light in front of him, his consciousness was in a trance for a moment, and when he reacted and opened his eyes, he was already in a jungle, surrounded by green and lush towering trees, and the mountains in the distance were undulating, the forest and the sea were reckless, and everything was quiet, and only the rustle of the leaves being blown by the breeze could be heard, and occasionally a few beast roars came from the depths of the jungle.

After observing the situation around him a little, Zhou Fan secretly thought about what to do this month, now his identity must be exposed, and there must be many people who come to find trouble for him, originally he could change his appearance and breath by virtue of the secret method of stealing the sky and changing the sun, but Zhou Fan didn't want to do this, he was aiming to climb the peak of martial arts, and he had to go through some hardships and setbacks, and when it was not necessary, he still didn't want to dodge, and the battle with these geniuses was beneficial and harmless to him.

While thinking, he paced forward, looking for the demonic beast and obtaining points, but he didn't seem to be very lucky, and he was teleported to the very edge of the mountain range, and the demonic beasts around him were not nothing, they were all some demonic beasts below the third order, and he ran away as soon as he saw him, and seeing that there was no slaughter value at all, Zhou Fan didn't have the heart to chase it.

The blue light flickered under his feet, and he walked all the way through the mountains, and at his speed, it was even after galloping for a long time, it seemed to go deeper, and the surrounding demonic beasts gradually appeared above the third order, which shows how vast this Hundred Battles Mountain Range is.

Looking at the wandering third-order mid-order warcraft saber-toothed tiger on a hill in the distance, the corners of Zhou Fan's mouth hooked up a smile, this kind of demonic beast is shaped like a tiger, with two long fangs at the corners of its mouth, comparable to some weapons at the peak of the moon order, enough to easily penetrate the body of a strong general, of course, this is for ordinary generals, and for a person like Zhou Fan, whose strength can be called a pervert, there is no threat.

"It's up to you!"

When the words fell, the blue light flashed under his feet, like a cyan thunderbolt, and in a few flashes, it appeared in front of the saber-toothed tiger.

"Roar!"

Finding that the enemy was coming, the saber-toothed tiger roared angrily, and the aura of the powerful king of the jungle made the weak monsters around him flee in panic.

The tiger roared in the mountains and forests, and the saber-toothed tiger's fangs flashed with a sharp aura, like two sharp swords, whistling directly at Zhou Fan's stab, and the fierce momentum made the air roar.

"That's right, use this of yours to try the current strength of my golden-patterned ancient Buddha body!" Zhou Fan smiled slightly, his hands reached out, and above his body, twenty ancient Buddha golden patterns swept out, like a string of golden characters, revolving around Zhou Fan's body, rendering him at this moment like a golden ancient Buddha, solemn and sacred.

The saber-toothed tiger looked at Zhou Fan who wanted to block his sharp teeth with both hands, and a hint of mockery flashed in his tiger eyes, looking at Zhou Fan like a dead man.

"Zheng Zheng—"

A pair of fangs of the saber-toothed tiger pierced on Zhou Fan's golden hands, as if they had hit the copper wall, and a sharp and piercing scream came out, making Zhou Fan's eardrum hurt, and the fangs that even steel could easily cut off were blocked by Zhou Fan's palms.

That pair of fangs only pierced two shallow cuts in the palm of his hand, only piercing his golden rune glittering skin, pale golden blood overflowed, and the shallow wound actually healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A hint of joy flashed in Zhou Fan's eyes, now the strength of this golden ancient Buddha body seems to be comparable to some day-level treasures, ordinary generals can't break through his defenses at all, looking at the saber-toothed tiger in front of him, the corners of Zhou Fan's mouth can't help but evoke a touch of banter.

"Roar—"

Seeing that this person really resisted, the saber-toothed tiger couldn't help but flash a trace of panic in the tiger's eyes, shaking his head frantically, wanting to struggle out of Zhou Fan's hands, but the golden palms were obviously very small, but they seemed to have the power of ten thousand jun, and they didn't move at all.

"When it's in my hands, don't think about running anymore!"

Zhou Fan spit out a sentence coldly, above his arms, the muscles were bulging, the golden runes flashed, and his hands shook violently, only to see that the body of the saber-toothed tiger flew out like a cannonball, crashed into a huge ancient tree, wailed, fell, staggered and wanted to stand up, but fell again, and above the tiger's body, the breath was also dispersed, and it was weak.

"I'm sorry, become my points!" Zhou Fan looked at the saber-toothed tiger struggling on the ground, and when the words fell, a punch burst out, and the golden light was magnificent, directly deforming its huge head, and there was no longer a trace of life.

After the saber-toothed tiger died, Zhou Fan took out the score card and slowly pasted it on the corpse that still had residual warmth, only to see a white light come out of its dead tiger body, and melt into the score card in his hand, and then saw that on the score card in his hand, a burst of bright white light lit up, and the number jumped, changing from zero to one hundred.

Zhou Fan smiled slightly, threw the score card into the space ring, and then took out a knife to separate the fangs and fur of the saber-toothed tiger, these things are good materials for refining, and they can be sold for a good price, don't do it in vain.

Then Zhou Fan easily killed the three third-order early Warcraft again, and got a pitiful thirty points, and couldn't help but complain that this transfer of points was too slow, you must know that only by getting 5w points can you enter the second round, so that even if you kill all the Warcraft in the middle of the third order, you have to kill five hundred heads, not to mention, you have to try to get the first place in the standings and take the initiative behind, which is definitely not enough.

It seems that I should kill some higher-level Warcraft, now I, there should be no problem in the late third-order Warcraft, but I have to waste some effort, and the fourth-order Warcraft is a little difficult, it's okay to resist, it is still very difficult to kill such Warcraft comparable to martial arts.

Thinking like this, Zhou Fan continued to move forward, looking for bigger prey, and some third-order demonic beasts were directly ignored by him, thinking that the points were too few.

The remnant sun moved westward, dusk fell, and on the mountain peaks in the distance, the blood-red sunset sprinkled a ray of brilliance, dyeing the top of the mountain peak into blood red, highlighting a bleak artistic conception.

In the jungle, Zhou Fan was taking steps, walking and stopping, and his powerful spiritual power spread, enveloping the surrounding jungle in a range of hundreds of zhang, searching for prey.

"Stinky boy, be careful, there's a big man in front, this is not easy to deal with!"

In his mind, Liu Bai's sudden voice sounded, which made Zhou Fan's face happy, and after searching for an afternoon, he finally found it, and immediately his figure flashed and swept towards the direction guided by Liu Bai.