Hearing the discussion behind him, Zhao Fan felt an inexplicable irritability, and finally gritted his teeth and stopped and turned to look at the people behind him.

"I am extremely moved by the fact that you can get here from afar. But this is a battle of life and death. Not to mention that I have no deep contact with you, even if you are close relatives, you will not have the right to force you in the face of life and death major events."

"There is still one day before the war, so what I want to say is that if anyone is willing to withdraw, please make a decision now."

"If someone wants to leave now, I will not be dissatisfied with him, and I will sincerely wish him good life in the future."

"But there is only one chance. If you don't leave now, I won't want to hear anyone here to slam morale."

"There are everyone here today. Anyone is older than me. I am only in my twenties this year and am in the best time of my life. If you want to say fear of death, I should be the one among us who should be afraid of death. So I think you should be able to think that if I was not stupid, I would not have brought so many of you here to die to die."

"I can tell you very bluntly that the chances of winning this battle are indeed not great. But I didn't make this decision on impulse. Since I dare to bring everyone here, it proves that I am somewhat sure."

His eyes swept across the faces of everyone in front of him, with a bit of cold expression, a calm and calm tone, and everyone felt his strong confidence.

Everyone fell silent. Zhao Fan saw that several of them were obviously moved, but he waited silently for a long time, but in the end no one chose to leave.

No matter what the reason is, they can't escape at the beginning of the war.

"You are all people who deserve my respect from Zhao Fan!"

Zhao Fan was a little moved. It was not unreasonable that Tianlong Academy had existed for such a long time. Knowing that it was inevitable that they would die, these people came from afar, and now they had the opportunity to leave, so they chose to persevere.

Without strong beliefs, no one can do this.

So while he said this, he bent down at everyone with a very caring expression and bowed deeply.

"Young Master!"

Mo Feng let out a light cry and quickly bowed his fists. Many people from Tianlongyuan also bent down.

When Zhao Fan got up again, there was no more gentleness on his face, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone in front of him like lightning, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Since you have stayed, our purpose is the same, everything is for victory."

"Now, I appoint Mo Feng as the captain of the temporary law enforcement team. Those who retreat in the face of the battle, those who are passive and lazy in the fight, those who resist the orders will be killed!"

With the word "kill", Zhao Fan's spiritual pressure instantly enveloped everyone in front of him. The terrifying power was like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis. The faces of countless people instantly turned pale, and cold sweat fell down their temples without realizing it.

"How is this possible? I'm afraid even a master cannot do this kind of spiritual pressure."

"How old is he? Has he reached the level of a grand master?"

"No wonder he has such confidence. If there is a master of great master, we will indeed have more chances of winning."

The terrifying mental pressure directly shocked everyone enough. Those who had originally despised him suddenly realized that among the more than 100 people gathered here at this moment, Zhao Fan was the strongest.

In addition to the deterrence, it also gave these people some confidence, which can be regarded as truly believing that Zhao Fan made such a decision because he had the confidence.

Although the confidence is still insufficient, everyone's spirit is better than before.

"Mr. Mo, this matter is left to you. You will decide what kind of manpower you want. If we cannot obey orders, we will definitely lose this battle and there is no need to fight at all. It is better to commit suicide directly, so I hope you don't have any slut."

"This matter is not related to the wealth and life of a certain person, but to everyone. Although the law enforcement team is led by Mr. Mo, everyone must also supervise each other. Once a black sheep appears, don't tolerate it."

After Zhao Fan and Mo Feng finished talking, their faces calmed down and looked at everyone and explained again.

"Yes, young master!"

Everyone was dark and complicated, and agreed in unison.

In fact, Zhao Fan had already used exploration techniques to see all the surrounding environment, just an empty Gobi Desert. When the two sides chose to fight here, they decided together with each other's defense. It was not that easy to do something.

While checking the terrain, he also saw people from ancient martial arts forces appearing in the distance.

This group of people came earlier than the people from Tianlong Academy. In terms of number, it was indeed more than twice as many people from Tianlong Academy. Moreover, the lowest-strength one had the cultivation level of the Transformation Realm.

Most people from Tianlongyuan have never been to this place, so Zhao Fan still has to take them to see the situation.

He secretly raised his vigilance and kept paying attention to the situation of those people in the ancient martial arts forces. After a few minutes, everyone finally arrived at their destination.

The plants next door are still very tenacious in vitality. Although the red willow has long been dead, the dry stump is still there.

But after everyone arrived, their eyes fell on the row of tents.

The people from the ancient martial arts forces had already arranged for someone to be alert outside. Before the people from Tianlongyuan got close, they had all walked out of the tent.

Both sides were unconcealed murderous intent, and the empty Gobi Desert fell into silence.

"You should be Zhao Fan, right? Very good. I didn't expect that you really dare to come!"

"Enjoy the last time you are. The day after tomorrow, you will say goodbye to this world!"

The ancient martial arts forces separated on both sides. A middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a broken beard on his lips walked out of the crowd, his eyes falling straight on Zhao Fan, with coldness and resentment, and he was humble.

"This should be Huangfu Yi of the Huangfu family!"

Mo Feng quietly walked to Zhao Fan and whispered.

Among the group of people who were abandoned by Zhao Fan in Gu Peixun's family, the young man should be Huangfu Yi's son. He was also very jealous when his enemies met. When Huangfu Yi spoke, the grandmaster's aura was unconcealed, and the terrifying spiritual pressure was overwhelmed by the head.

Even with the strength of the master, it was difficult to resist the spiritual pressure of the master, and the others were even more unbearable, their faces pale. Although they tried hard to stand firm and did not move, their bodies still couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"Does the head of the Huangfu family want to start a war early?"

Zhao Fan sneered, and after taking a casual step forward, he suddenly burst out his spiritual pressure.

The terrifying mental pressure seemed to make the whistling wind a little more violently. A violent aura suddenly appeared, like a sledgehammer slamming into the hands of many people in the ancient martial arts forces. Immediately, several people trembled and collapsed on the ground.

Even Huangfu Yi, who was a great master, changed his face suddenly and his expression seemed extremely solemn.

This terrifying mental pressure made him feel some pressure.

"You have decided on the time and place privately. How could we miss this opportunity to catch you all in one go?"

"I said, enjoy the last time in your life, the day after tomorrow, it is the time for all of you!"

Huangfu Yi's breath rose again, blocking Zhao Fan's mental pressure with all his might. Only those people behind him felt the pressure relaxed, and they all breathed heavily and retreated for a distance.

"My life is not that easy to ask for."

Zhao Fan laughed, and suddenly withdrew his mental pressure when Huangfu Yi was caught off guard, waved his hand, and walked towards the side with everyone.

"No wonder so many people fell into his hands. At a young age, his strength is actually comparable to that of a great master. Tianlong Academy has really found a good seedling this time."

"Fortunately, this person is too young and energetic, and he doesn't know that he wants to fight us in a decisive battle. Otherwise, if he is given a few more years, where can anyone in our hidden sect deal with him?"

"I used some inexplicable means to forcibly improve my strength to this level. Even if you are really the power of a great master, it is still not worth mentioning in front of our hidden sect."

Looking at Zhao Fan and others swaying to check the surrounding terrain, Huangfu Yi's face changed a little.

Qingyu of Mingxinguan died at Zhao Fan's hands. He already knew about this. He knew that Zhao Fan was using external forces. So he thought that as long as he was secretly alert and that he would not give Zhao Fan a chance to shoot, this person would not be able to make any big waves.

But when he felt Zhao Fan's strength, he realized that he was indeed strong enough to dare to make an appointment with them for a decisive battle.

Although Zhao Fan blocked Huangfu Yi's spiritual pressure for everyone, and let everyone know that he really had the ability to block the master, everyone did not feel proud, and everyone was silent.

In the minds of these people, the great masters are like an insurmountable mountain pressing on their hearts.

Even if Zhao Fan could block one, it would not make them feel at all relaxed, because everyone knew that there were definitely more than one master of the ancient martial arts forces.

Although Zhao Fan had some confidence, he was still not relaxed.

How old is Huangfu Yicai?

At most, they are only fifty years old, but they have the strength of a great master. In the Tianlong Academy, Pratyekabuddha and others are already in their sixties and seventies, but they are still only at the level of a master.

With just a comparison of age, the gap in strength between the two sides is already obvious.

After a group of people carefully looked at the situation on the battlefield, they returned to the parking position, arranged the camp silently, preparing to station here and wait for the decisive battle.

This night was not as quiet as I imagined.

The sound of the car engine sounded from time to time, partly towards the ancient martial arts forces, and partly the people from the Tianlong Courtyard who had contacted Mo Feng and rushed to meet.

At dawn, the outside of the camp where everyone was stationed had become a small parking lot, and there were even several tourist buses.

The number of people in Tianlong Academy has increased to more than 300.

And the atmosphere here is still very solemn.

The people of the ancient martial arts forces may be to increase pressure on them. When it was just dawn, there were already crowds of people there, and there were random shouts of killing.

Everyone looked into the distance and found that the other party had six or seven hundred people divided into two camps, as if they were simulating a battle.

It’s time to go, so where is there any other simulated battle? They are obviously showing off their muscles and adding psychological pressure to the people in Tianlongyuan.
Chapter completed!