The battle actually started when Zhao Fan set the time.

At this moment, the two sides looked at each other from afar. Although this invisible battle could not be seen, it had begun to become cruel.

Because of Zhao Fan's strict orders, the people in Tianlongyuan did not make negative comments again, but many words were not needed.

The staff of both sides are still increasing, but the gap in strength is also becoming more and more obvious. It is almost clear how many people and how many masters each have.

Everyone still had some luck before or even on the way.

They have all heard that in the war thirty years ago, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

Now that the strength of the Tianlong Academy cannot recover its strength, the ancient martial arts forces should be similar, right?

But after I really got here, I realized that everything was overthinking everything.

Thirty years have passed, and the ancient martial arts forces have all their strength to develop without any changes. How can a disarray of Tianlong Academy be comparable to a loose Tianlong Academy?

"Oh, the people from Tianlongyuan really dare to come? They are so brave!"

"It seems that most people are so scared that they dare not stand up. It's already good that they have just come to die with such a little bit. At least we didn't let us go for a free trip."

"Look at their appearance, like their dead father, I guess, I'll probably run away when it gets dark later."

"That's right, I'll have to tell the head of the family and the others later. I'll have to arrange a few people to watch at night, otherwise I'll have a chance to deal with these bed bugs, but it will be boring if they run away again."

The people of Tianlong Academy can see this kind of comparison of strength, and the people of the ancient martial arts forces can naturally see it. After more than two hours of the so-called drill, the people of the ancient martial arts forces came to inquire about the situation here, and stopped outside the camp without restraint. All kinds of cold and cold mockery came into the ears of the people of Tianlong Academy. Many people were blushing and wanted to rush out to fight these people directly.

Everyone in the Tianlong Courtyard looked at the tent where Zhao Fan was from time to time.

It was almost noon. As the leader, Zhao Fan still had no road surface and there was no movement in the tent. No one knew what he was doing inside.

After the simple lunch was ready, Mo Feng shouted at the door of the tent, and he finally walked out of the eyes that everyone gathered together.

At this moment, he had a gentle smile on his face and a confident look on his face.

"Is this the head of the Tianlong Academy this generation? I thought it was that old thing Zhao Tianlong!"

"The Tianlong Courtyard is indeed no longer able to do it. It actually got such a baby who has not been weaned yet to lead the way. Are these people's brains getting into the water?"

"That old thing Zhao Tianlong probably has died long ago. This guy has become the leader of Tianlong Academy at a young age. At least he has to enjoy it before he dies. With his eyes, he should be very proud to command such a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

At this time, how could the people from the ancient martial arts forces not know about Zhao Fan’s situation?

They have been waiting here for so long, on the one hand, just to see Zhao Fan with their own eyes, and on the other hand, they are impulsive to bully him and want to stimulate him to do some irrational things.

Zhao Fan grinded his teeth, turned his head and smiled at these people, stepped on random steps, and instantly rushed to these people like blue smoke.

Whether it was the Tianlong Academy or the people from the ancient martial arts forces, they all exclaimed.

The scheduled battle time is tomorrow. No one expected that Zhao Fan would really be impulsive and suddenly take action at this time.

Those who came to provoke were all small characters, and most of them were in the realm of transformation, and only one or two could barely reach the innate level.

With such strength, is there any resistance in front of Zhao Fan now?

Before the sound of falling to the ground appeared, there were crisp sounds of broken bones. In a blink of an eye, screams like ghosts and wolves howling sounded one after another. More than a dozen ancient martial arts forces were all interrupted by Zhao Fan and curled up on the ground.

"Little beast, you're looking for death!"

Many people from the ancient martial arts forces were always paying attention to the situation here. Seeing that Zhao Fan had actually taken action, many people roared and rushed towards this side quickly.

Everyone in the Tianlong Academy felt nervous, feeling that the battle might have started in advance. Mo Feng and others greeted each other quickly, and everyone rushed towards the direction where Zhao Fan was tense.

Zhao Fan sneered at the corner of his mouth, then slapped his hand casually, and invisible energy moved the people lying on the ground one by one, flying up one by one, smashing towards the ancient martial arts forces that were rushing toward him.

The roar and shouting sounded like a burst of roars and shouts. The other party was in a hurry, and finally took down the dozen people who flew over.

However, it is not so easy for these people to be thrown out with Zhao Fan's strength to follow.

I don’t know how many people suffered a lot after this, their arms were dislocated, their chests were hit and their breathing was difficult, and their faces turned pale.

"If you want to start the war early, please give me a generous notification and our Tianlong Academy people will take it."

"If not, just be honest. Since it is a flies and mosquito, I should go eat shit honestly and fly around in front of me, I don't mind slapping it to death!"

The other party, an old man with white hair and beard, had a pale face and was about to speak when Zhao Fan waved coldly, staring at him and shouted coldly.

"Okay, okay, I hope you will be so arrogant tomorrow!"

Everyone was a little surprised, and even the people from the ancient martial arts forces were a little angry. However, although the old man said harsh words with cold eyes, he did not immediately take the people from the ancient martial arts forces to attack. Instead, he waved his hand coldly and took the people back.

"It seems that your relying on is the winner!"

Zhao Fan looked at the ancient martial arts forces with a faint look back. His face was no longer as solemn as before, but instead he muttered to himself with a sneer on his face.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword Sect no longer exists.

Sun Lianhao, the most powerful master of the Sun family, has been deposed, and a large number of masters have also been deposed. It can be said that the Sun family has no threat.

The head of Mingxin Temple, Taoist Qingyu, was shot by Zhao Fan, and Zhao Fan used the exploration technique to observe and found that although they had masters coming, they were no longer masters at the level of masters.

There are two great masters in the opponent's camp now, one of which is naturally Huangfu Yi of the Huangfu family. The other Zhao Fan had never seen before. By reading their lips, he learned that this person was He Haoyan, the head of the Kunlun School.

As soon as he was born, he was eager to go to the Qingyan Palace of the dealer. It seemed that like the Dragon Sword Sect, there was no master of the level of the Grandmaster at all.

These forces, except for the Kunlun Sect and the winner, have almost been strangled by Zhao Fan and others. There are many masters. It seems that there are many people, but the masters at the level of the master have almost been reduced by half.

The only person who has no road yet is the winner.

The existence of super sniper rifles is probably known by Qingyu's death.

In the morning, Zhao Fan even saw through exploration in the tent that Huangfu Yi and He Haoyan were discussing how to deal with this big killer weapon alone.

I won’t go into details about the intrigue.

Although both of them felt that as long as someone pulled out the gun from Zhao Fan's hand, the remaining people could deal with him, the person who went out to be bait would probably be beaten to death.

After all, everyone is afraid of death. The two of them discussed for a long time but didn't make the final decision. After all, they would discuss it when the winner arrived.

Zhao Fan thought that if they were so exciting, they would show it to some extent and use a negotiated strategy to deal with him. Unexpectedly, these two people did not even show up, but only ruled out that Kunlun sent an irrelevant person to come and take the person back.

"I knew you were not a solid piece of cake!"

Zhao Fan smiled at the people in the Tianlong Academy who were a little stunned and greeted him loudly.

Although the situation was still not good in everyone's eyes, Zhao Fan's infection also relaxed a lot.

Everyone was not stupid. Since Zhao Fan dared to take action just now, he must have been prepared to start the war immediately. Since he dared to start the war ahead of time, if there was no support, who would dare to do this?

On the other hand, the ancient martial arts forces have such a clear advantage, but are willing to wait for another day and have to wait until the time agreed upon by Zhao Fan to start the war. It seems that the confidence is not that strong.

The people of the ancient martial arts forces could not have thought that they had to perform for a whole morning. Not only did they fail to cause a blow to the morale of the Tianlong Academy, but because of Zhao Fan's actions, they had more confidence in vain.

"Did you see where his gun is placed?"

At the ancient martial arts camp, Huangfu Yi and He Haoyan both arrived at the place where the dozen people who had just been rescued were located, and looked at them with a serious expression and asked.

"No, we didn't see any weapons in him."

Although these people were sweating coldly when they faced these two people, they did not dare to scream, and their heads shook like rattles.

Even if the ancient martial arts forces have been passed down for a long time, they will never imagine it.

Huangfu Yi and He Haoyan looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

They have never seen powerful guns, but they have never heard of guns that can knock a master into pieces with one shot.

When you reach the level of a Grandmaster, your own internal energy and the power of heaven and earth that can be mobilized will be the same as the kind of bombardment that Zhao Fan experienced when he was at Stark Base, although it will not be as unscathed, it is impossible to kill them.

So in the eyes of Huangfu Yi and He Haoyan, this gun was specially customized by Tianlong Academy to deal with the great masters.

Moreover, they believe that the manufacturing cost of such a powerful gun is definitely astronomical, and the people of Tianlong Academy will never be able to use large-scale equipment.

And this gun should be the ultimate confidence of Zhao Fan to bring people to face the ancient martial arts forces.

But now the two sides are confronting each other and the battle may start at any time, but Zhao Fan did not carry the gun with him all the time, which made them a little incomprehensible.

"After all, guns are dead. As long as the battle starts, I don't believe he can still aim."

"Let them be proud for a while. If we hadn't wanted to wait until all the people from Tianlongyuan arrived, we could kill these dogs now!"

Huangfu Yi and He Haoyan gritted their teeth and sneered.
Chapter completed!