The day passed again soon, and there were still people on both sides of the confrontation who were still rushing to arrive.

However, overall, the ancient martial arts forces should be more organized and disciplined. From dawn, there are not many people who arrive sporadically.

However, there were people coming from Tianlongyuan all day long, until the evening and in the second half of the night, they gradually stopped.

Mo Feng counted the number of people again, and the data for reporting to Zhao Fan was more than 570.

It seems that the gap in the number of people on both sides has narrowed a lot, but on the one hand, the overall level of the people in the Tianlongyuan is much worse than that of others. The most important thing is that the most powerful winner among the three families and four factions of the ancient martial arts forces has not appeared so far.

After dawn, under Wei Xiangyun's host, everyone had a very sumptuous breakfast. Everyone knew in their hearts that for many people, this might be the last meal in their lives.

Not long after I finished eating, there was a roar from the sky, and seven or eight helicopters quickly flew overhead.

Everyone was shocked and puzzled, thinking that the Chinese government had started to interfere in this matter at this moment.

Zhao Fan's exploration technique had already seen the situation of the people sitting on the helicopter.

The winner is here.

Perhaps as Fang Jingxue said, in the eyes of the winners, this battle is just a training for the younger generation.

This family has absolute confidence and has no need to check the battlefield. They are afraid of the other party's ambush. They waited until the time came before they arrived.

Although this way of appearance did not show the winner's strength in martial arts, many people have already understood that this family is definitely not just a hidden family.

Fang Jingxue had never even participated in that battle, and had never had contact with the winner. She had just deduced some of the situations of the winner through some clues.

Now Huangfu Yi, He Haoyan and others, who are now leaders of the sect, feel a little humble in front of the winners.

After the helicopter landed, many ancient martial arts forces trotted all the way to greet the wind and sand blown by the propeller. Although the winners who came down from the helicopter looked at them, their faces were full of indifference and calmness, and they could not tell that they had any kindness.

After seeing the winners, Zhao Fan's eyes flashed slightly, and three great masters came to them.

The most important thing is that these three great masters are only in their forties at first sight. In other words, during the war thirty years ago, these people were at most in their teens. And except for Huangfu Yi who had heard of going to Penglai, other people did not know these people at all.

What Fang Jingxue is worried about seems to be constantly verifying.

The strength of the Donghai Ying family is indeed not as simple as it seems on the surface.

There are still a few people who participated in that war in Tianlongyuan who are still alive. No one will believe that the winners are all dead in old age.

"Are everyone here?"

Winner A middle-aged man in a wide black robe looked up at the direction where everyone in the Tianlong Courtyard was, ignored the greetings of Huangfu Yi and others, and asked in a calm tone.

"Everything that can be reached has arrived!"

Huangfu Yi, He Haoyan and others nodded and answered in unison.

"Then let's start!"

The man once again ignored Huangfu Yi and others' gesture of leading them to the tent, and walked calmly towards the people of Tianlong Academy, still speaking casually indifferently.

"How to deploy it specifically, please give me some advice!"

Huangfu Yi and others were a little stunned.

Is this too much a joke?

After all, it was a battle of thousands of people between the two forces. They were not arranged in a row, so they started the battle just by making arrangements?

"Faced with a Tianlong Academy that has fallen to this level, what else can I do to deploy?"

"Didn't they say that there is only one young man named Zhao Fan who can block the master? Ying Yu, you take action and kill him first!"

The middle-aged man looked at Huangfu Yi with disdain, sneered in his mouth, pointed at a winner who followed him, and said indifferently.

"Okay, brother, I will go up and call in the battle later. You will surround those people. After I kill that Zhao Fan, you will directly destroy this Tianlongyuan!"

The man named Ying Yu followed behind this person, chuckled and nodded, strode to the front of the team while moving his joints.

The people from Tianlong Academy have already arranged it, and they are Zhao Fan, Mo Feng and others standing in front of them.

"Thirty years have passed, let me, Ying Yu, come and see how big your Tianlongyuan has grown, right?"

"Who is Zhao Fan? Do you dare to come out first to fight me?"

Winner, Huangfu Yi and others stood at a place more than 300 meters away from the Tianlong Courtyard. Ying Yu, who was the leader, walked between the two sides carelessly, and looked at Zhao Fan with provocative eyes and shouted loudly.

"Rareless, my son, how could you be a nameless man like you just shouted twice? If you want to fight, I'll fight with you!"

After all, Zhao Fan was also the leader of the Tianlong Academy. The other party sent someone out and challenged him directly.

In the eyes of the Tianlong Academy, this is not only a provocation, but also an insult.

The others did not have a deep contact with Zhao Fan, and perhaps they did not react so quickly, but Mo Feng's face turned red in anger. He roared angrily and stepped onto Zhao Fan in one step. If Zhao Fan hadn't grabbed him in time, he would have rushed out.

"The other party is a great master, let me do it!"

Nothing can escape Zhao Fan's exploration skills after the other party's every move after getting off the helicopter. Not to mention that the other party itself has contempt and has not deliberately hidden it, even if they hide in the tent and plot, they can't escape his eyes.

"Do you want to solve me first? It depends on how much you can pay!"

Zhao Fan gently patted Mo Feng's arm. Before everyone who had already reacted to the objection, he stepped on his feet and appeared in front of Ying Yu the next moment.

"Haha, he is just a master. When did Tianlongyuan become so desolate? Such a big thing, he actually led a young master? Is he going to give up?"

The moment Zhao Fan appeared, Ying Yu had already sensed his strength, and burst into laughter, his tone with unconcealed mockery and ridicule.

"If you want to show off your best, I can set up a stage for you when this game is over, and I can also pay you to invite hundreds or thousands of audiences to watch your performance."

Zhao Fan had long been unconscious of these words. He stood in front of Ying Yu, hugged his arms leisurely, looked at him like a fool, and said in a faint tone.

"I'm not old and have a big temper. It just so happens that I don't want to waste time on people like you."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you directly. I want you to live and watch the so-called Tianlongyuan destruction with my own eyes!"

Ying Yu is the ancestor of mocking. In recent years, Zhao Fan has been practicing mocking skills in order to collect more experience points. Compared with this, the ten he is not Zhao Fan's opponent.

After saying something, he did not anger Zhao Fan. Instead, he was furious by Zhao Fan's cold words. He shouted in his mouth. The Grandmaster actually showed his instantly, with a grim smile on his face, and he raised his hand and rushed towards Zhao Fan.

“Too weak!”

Zhao Fan shook his head gently, stretched out one of his hands holding it in front of his chest, and just pressed it slightly.

A strong wind appeared around the two of them out of thin air. He didn't know how much power of heaven and earth had mobilized in his palm. Ying Yu, who was already aggressive, only felt a huge force acting on his whole body, and instantly imprisoned his whole body.

A huge fear appeared in his heart in an instant, his eyes were full of fear. He was ashamed to grow up and his mouth was growing, but the power was too terrifying, and he couldn't even make a sound.

"This person should want to regain some confidence for the people of Tianlongyuan, but he really dares to face the challenge?"

"But he knew that although Mr. Ying Yu was young, he was already the power of a great master. What is the difference between being so rash and seeking death?"

The people from the ancient martial arts forces all had excitement and cruelty in their eyes. Their eyes looked at Zhao Fan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"Are you sure that the young master can really block the master of the Grand Master? Why am I not at all in my heart?"

"Young master is still too young after all. He shouted casually, and he rushed out. Don't he know that if something happened to him, we would be completely disorganized?"

"Oh, I hope the young master can really block this person, otherwise, our trip would be almost the same as dying!"

Although Zhao Fanyan ordered everyone not to shake the morale of the army, under the turmoil at this moment, many people still unknowingly expressed their thoughts. Most of them did not believe that Zhao Fan could block a master of the grandmaster level.

Both of them stood and did not move. Zhao Fan's face was filled with a faint smile and he looked at Ying Yu in front of him with a teasing look.

Just now, Ying Yu, who had taken on an easy task, had a very arrogant face full of dust, and his cold sweat kept flowing out. In just ten seconds, his body was already completely soaked in sweat, just like he had just been fished out of the water.

"Don't you winners have many magical means? Don't you try it out?"

After waiting for half a minute, Zhao Fan couldn't help frowning slightly, and looked at Ying Yu with some disappointment and asked.

The terrifying power of heaven and earth has completely imprisoned the opponent in front of him, so he can naturally kill him with a wave. But he is already alert to the winner, so he really wants to know what kind of trump card this family has.

He was not in a hurry to kill, but wanted to wait for the person in front of him to use a means he had never seen before.

Half a minute passed, and when he saw that the other party had no reaction at all, he lost interest.

If the winner's backhand takes so long to use it, no matter how powerful it is, he will no longer be interested.

A master fights, victory, defeat, life and death are all in a slightest. Who has the burden to wait for you for so long?

He shook his head gently, then took a step forward easily, completely ignoring the protective energy released by Ying Yu with all his might, and raised his hand and punched him in the chest.

Whether they kill or not, both sides are already mortal enemies. How could Zhao Fan let the enemy take revenge again after he was alive?

After the punch fell, the huge roar made everyone's heart tremble. Then, in the unbelievable eyes of everyone on both sides of the enemy and us, Ying Yu, who thought he would win, flew backwards like a broken sack.
Chapter completed!