Chapter 602: lead the way

"Trouble now."
He Lian's strength is well known. Is the title of He's daughter of the cold-faced double-knife trivial? This woman is known to be cruel and ruthless, and she never treats her enemies softly. Lin Fan is afraid that she will suffer a big loss when confronting her. This is the most direct portrayal in the hearts of everyone present, even her own.
Ning Sangyu's trio looked nervous, for fear that Lin Fan would be unpredictable, while the disciples of the first-class family yelled, as if He Lian were them.
Lin Fan severely threw the man in his hand to the ground.
"Ha...Aha..." He couldn't breathe for a long time and made the person the air vigorously. He really thought he was going to die just now. Fortunately, the appearance of Miss He family made him take his life back. "From a second-rate family The rubbish, hurt... scared."
Draw the sword!
A head fluttered away, and the expression on the man's face was still sneered, and the words were not finished yet.
Looking at He Lian, Lin Fan didn't have the slightest expression on his face, "Do you want to stop me?"
The white robe and the three-foot green front were like a of war, unmatched and unstoppable, making people unnaturally want to lower their heads in front of him.
"They know each other?"
"This lunatic actually knows Miss He's family? He is just a second-rate family trash, how can He De?"
Those who were talking about waste never thought that Lin Fan could take their lives with a wave of hands.
"It's not easy for Lin Fan to even know the top ten disciples of a first-class family." Ning Shecai said while looking at his son-in-law.
He Lian saw the incoming person clearly, but he didn't expect that the so-called offender was actually him. If it weren't for the white-robed boy in front of him, he would have become a corpse under the hands of Westerners.
But why does he want to kill the first-class family?
"You..." He Lian was speechless, and her momentum disappeared.
"Those who block me die!" Lin Fan raised his sword.
A disciple of a first-class family can't see clearly the situation, "It's so big, how dare you say that!"
With a flash of cold light, Lin Fan was still standing where he was. The disciple was already dead. Without any preparation, this sword was so fast that no one could react.
"Don't kill!" He Lian stopped in front of him, "We are not your opponents, where are you going, I will lead the way."
"Go to the middle."
No one thought that Tangtang's cold-faced double-swords would have compromised in this way. Who is Lin Fan? Why make the cold noodles and double knives so jealous of him?
"He Lian, why are you back? Has the offender been killed?" Ouyang Qin and others who rushed back saw the figure of He Lian walking in front.
"No."
"Why?"
"It's him." He Lian turned her head and pointed, and the white robe figure appeared.
"How come?" Seeing that the so-called murderer turned out to be the savior of himself and others.
"Where is he going?"
"intermediate."
"Okay, let's lead the way together."
Eleven elite disciples of the first-class aristocratic family led the way for Lin Fan at the same time, even if they gathered together, they did not dare to attack him, did not dare to ask him why, how domineering this was.
The people who had spoken before all closed their mouths at this time, and they knew the gap in the middle, it was an irreparable gap.
Ning Sangyu and the three people were also shocked by this situation. The eleven people who led the way in front of them were like gods in their eyes. They can only look at it from a distance, but now they are acting as a leading role. I dare not say more, what is going on in this world?
"Brother Lin, the front is the territory of the inheritance family, they can't deal with it."
"It's okay."
"Do you want us to help?"
"No need to."
Lin Fan walked past these eleven people without anyone else, and looked back at the three of Ning Sangyu, seeing that they were a little stiff in the face of these family members, "Let's go."
"Why are you going?" Ning Sangyu and the three people never thought that Lin Fan's ultimate goal was to inherit the family!
"Go to kill..." After a long silence, he said again. This is like saying to them, and like saying to the people of these first-class families around, "Whoever bullies you, I will kill whoever is not enough to kill one. If you do, kill his family!"
What a domineering expression of his relaxed tone.
Sure enough, the faces of these first-class families around Lin Fan changed after Lin Fan said these words, especially when they looked at the three of Ning Sangyu, their eyes were full of jealousy. They wanted to write down these faces, and they met later. You can only be good, not evil.
A person who dared to pass on the family to make trouble, no matter how strong his true strength is, but this courage proves that he will do what he says, and if he kills the whole family, he will definitely not let anyone go.
In the dark, the center of the island.
There is a hidden palace here. I don't know when it was decorated. The palace is divided into two decoration styles, and there are two groups of people with completely different styles.
In the east, there are ceramic tiles, jade tiles, red high pillars, and golden dragons hovering above them.
The west is empty. The walls are covered with murals and carefully carved with small knives. There are various myths and stories, and the characters on them are also gods they believe in.
"The battle of the younger generation should be over."
"After the outcome is divided, the ownership of things should also belong. It has grown for hundreds of years."
"I wonder if you are stronger in the West or I am slightly better in the East."
"Hahaha, you Eastern disciples have been practicing hard for ten years, but you still don't know that science and technology have advanced and reached a state that you can't understand."
"Not always."
Below this palace, more than a dozen people walked in it. There was an altar in front of them with a weird golden ball floating above them.
"The seal has been broken and can be taken out." Thanksgiving expression was calm.
"The energy contained in it is very powerful and pure. Just standing by the side, I feel that the power of inheritance in my body is growing." Xuanyuan Long Yao's face was mostly excited.
Wang Zheming took a step forward and approached the golden ball. "If you take something, go quickly."
"If the West wants to use it to cause chaos, we'd better destroy it on the spot." Jiang Xin took out his weapon, a soft sword at his waist.
"No!" Xuanyuan Long Yao stood in here, "This thing is not easy to grow, we can make good use of it."
"Does it lead to another battle?" Xie An raised his eyebrows. Since the Liu family's wedding, he has been released from house arrest, but he has never left Xie's house.
"Brother, this is your short-sightedness." Although the expression of gratitude is calm, he still has a great desire for this thing. "Any treasure in the world is obtained by the capable, and taking it out will strengthen me. China’s strength, who will be the winner when that happens, is our internal business."
"Brother Xie is right." Chen Jia Chen Zhouzhe also spoke.
"After these things, let's finish things first."
"Yes."