Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 93: Watching from a Distance
When Zhou Fan came out, he could see if Ciu San and Zhi Long had been there. Not to miss the wolf-Zuou Jim beside them.
"General, the entire group has gathered after seeing the sign in the sky. Is there anything important to order us all to come together?" An old man asked as he raised his hand.
Zhou Fan looked at the dozens of people in front of him, if he counted the troops he was carrying left in his fifties.
"General, where was the helper who helped us before?" ask one of the troops.
"They've left, and their existence is a help to our group."
Hearing Zhou Fan's reply, their brows seemed to shrivel. Isn't it just one person, why did this young general even say 'them'.
But no one raised their voice, letting the question dissolve and disappear as time went on.
"Ciu San, Zhi Long, you guys bring everyone back to the Song Clan residence."
The eyes of the Two Twin Axes were wide open, "Young master, aren't you going to go with us?"
For a moment Zhou Fan just kept silent, then said. "You go back first, after making sure some things I'll catch up with."
The two brothers were doubtful, but Zuou Fan's subsequent words made them rethink.
"The "helper that had previously appeared, one of them was a nine-star saint fighter. With his high existence, the first prince's army will perish."
Ciu San turned his back, he patted his sister on the shoulder. "Young master must have thought of all the ripe. Since he has decided, I believe him."
Zhi Long fluttered in his place, sepang for a while as he advanced closer to Zhou Fan. "We will wait for your arrival, young master."
Zhou Fan chuckled, then nodded. "I'll definitely be back."
After hearing Zuou Fan's words, Zhi Long caught up with the older brother who had already left the place with dozens of others.
Now there were only Zhou Fan and Zhou Jim, but the young man's forehead seemed to twitch. "Don't think I don't know where you are, get out!" he said with a loud voice.
Not long ago a young woman came out from behind a building. He walked with his hands folded in front of his chest.
Cis...
"Don't act like you're so great, it pisses me off."
Zhou Fan pulled a slight corner of his lips, those black eyes looking at the woman who was walking towards him. "Miss Leng, is there something you want to talk to me about?"
Leng Shui snorted, but still walked over. "Since we have the same goal, why don't we work together?"
Zhou Fan thought for a moment, he did not understand one thing. Wasn't Leng Shui-Elder Yan's teacher more than enough to deal with the first prince's army, why would he still need his help.
Though just now he was intending to witness from a distance how a master fought. However it seemed that this would never happen and he still had to fight with the first group of princes.
"How are you going to accept my student's invitation?"
Zhou Fan turned around, "Elder Yan, with your level of cultivation does it still need my help?"
The middle-aged woman smiled wryly, as if harboring the hidden intent behind her invitation to Zhou Fan.
"Adding one person can also reduce the burden, can also be used as a collision." Elder Yan laughed softly, even so looking graceful with one hand closing his mouth.
While the face dimmed hearing the sentence that came out from the mouth of the Ice Tower Sect elder. "Chairman Yan, your dress is not very funny. If there's nothing else I'll go."
Zhou Fan would not think twice if it were to stay away from Elder Yan, even if they were not enemies, nor could it be said of comrades.
However Leng Shui stopped him with a sarcastic-sounding sneer. "Where has your courage gone, has the ferocious tiger turned into a cat?"
Zhou Fan held back his legs, he returned to his body. "Miss Leng, I didn't expect you to care so much about me. If so, I'll go with you."
"Alright, because this team has formed. Let's hunt the first prince's army." Right after saying, Elder Yan had disappeared from his place.
Wosh's...
Leng Shui caught up with the teacher although his movements could not be said to be comparable to Elder Yan.
Zhou Fan certainly did not want to miss, he stomped his powerful legs and started darting following the two women in front of him.
...
"Look, isn't that one of the small groups of the first princely troops?" Elder Yan pointed to where the dozen people were walking down some buildings.
Zhou Fan turned his gaze, he could also see a dozen people consisting of eight senior fighters as well as five emperor realm fighters.
"Shui'er, you go ahead and defeat them."
Zhou Fan's forehead seemed to wrinkle at the words coming out of Elder Yan's mouth. Whether Leng Shui could defeat those thirteen people, sounded impossible.
But it was unexpected that Leng Shui nodded without thinking. He jumped up and confronted the thirteen people who had just come out of one of the buildings.
"Who are you!" Thirteen people were certainly surprised to see the appearance of Leng Shui, especially with the sword already in his hand.
Leng Shui still silently did not speak, making the thirteen people very angry.
Zhou Fan was looking forward to what would happen next, and he was curious what kind of fighting technique Leng Shui would bring out until this young lady was so confident.
"Dancing with the moon!"
When the three words came out of his mouth, the sword in his hand began to move. His body continued to twitch while not stopping to thrust out a slash.
Thirteen opponents faced Leng Shui's attack, although there was little difficulty in trying to fend off the extremely unnatural sword moves.
Tranks...
Tranks...
The twangs of the two metals continued to sound as the movements were being released. But until some time has not seen one of the two sides show signs of giving up, even they are increasingly aggressively giving attacks.
After dozens of movements, little by little Leng Shui showed a gap. It is utilized by the thirteen opponents by immediately giving a deadly attack.
"Chairman Yan, do you not intend to help your disciple? He looks overwhelmed." Zhou Fan glanced at the middle-aged woman beside him.
Instead of panicking, Elder Yan was instead acting indifferent as if there was no relationship with him whatsoever.
Leng Shui was currently in the thirteenth encirclement of the opponent and they had prepared to lung in.
Hyats!
The thirteen people darted and spread out the weapons in front. But their weapons had not yet hit the target, their bodies crashing far back.
Brak!
Brak!
Brak!
They all hit the buildings that were all around, while Leng Shui was still standing upright in his original place.
Seeing this Elder Yan smiled, "Look, that is my disciple!"