Today, these people attending the tea party are representatives of the upper class of the whole metropolitan area. If they all die in the meeting place, even he will not be able to shoulder the responsibility.
Li Fan's cold eyes swept Gu Junxiong's eyes, ignoring each other's worries. Instead, he put on a warm smile and turned to look at Huizi.
"I'm sorry!"
In Li Fan's opinion, it's a matter of taking advantage of Huizi.
He approached zhenyedao and Huizi through Huizi. Huizi also met his vanity with the help of him.
But when Huizi stood so firmly in the same place and didn't want to leave, Li Fan began to feel guilty.
Huizi did not speak, but shook his head firmly.
"There's going to be a big war here, and the scope may be relatively large. Why don't you go first?"
Li Fan asked tentatively, and when Fang Zheng was ready to shake his head and refuse, Li Fan added: "you may distract me if you are here."
Now, Huizi, who still wants to insist, is stunned.
"I..."
Hesitated for a while, thought that Li Fan might die because of his persistence, Huizi finally gave up.
"I'm waiting for muyejun outside. You must come out alive."
He clenched his little fist, Huizi turned and ran out.
Behind him, with Li Fan at the same time looking at Huizi's back, there is also the twinkling of the eyes of Shinzo Kamiya.
After Huizi stepped out of the room, there were only 12 people left in the whole meeting hall.
Li Fan, Junxiong Shengu, and the ten masters.
The atmosphere became solemn in vain at this moment. The ten warriors pressed their hands on the back of their swords almost at the same time.
They watched the men in the field nervously, controlled all the Qi in their body, and tried their best to resist the murderous Qi everywhere in the air.
It's hard to describe the feeling of this murderous spirit. It's obvious that all the people present are a group of people with blood on their hands, but when they face this murderous spirit, they can still feel the fear from the bottom of their hearts.
For those who are not determined, the palms of their hands have begun to exude fine sweat.
Just as Li Fan's murderous spirit was about to envelop the whole audience, a sharp sword spirit suddenly spread from the body of Toshio Shengu.
Compared with Li Fan's fearsome killing spirit, the sword spirit of Shengu Junxiong makes people feel palpitating.
The fierce sword Qi that seemed to cut on the skin gave people a palpitation that could be divided into pieces by countless sword Qi at any time.
Under these two kinds of atmosphere, the ten warriors felt that moving a finger would be under great pressure.
"Is this the strength of master Neijin?"
Wearing black Samurai armor, Kanda's face was dignified.
The reason why he is called the closest person to master Neijin in Japan is that he has already touched the threshold of Neijin and can gather a little bit of Neijin in his body.
But there is no clue about how to cover the whole audience like Li Fan and Kobe.
However, after seeing the aura of Li Fan and Shengu Junxiong at this time, Jintian Yi seems to have a trace of enlightenment in his heart.
He can feel his shackles. He needs a fight to open them. Li Fan, who is in front of him, is undoubtedly the best choice.
"Miso!"
The sound of the sword coming out of the scabbard suddenly rang out. With a big drink, Jin Tian poured his whole body's Qi into the sword in his hand, as if it could split the heaven and the earth, and chopped directly at the top of Li Fan's head.
The rest of the people looked at the gold field such a fierce knife, have bright eyes.
"Jintianyi's strength has improved again."
Sato's face is dignified. He can feel the sharpness of Jintian's sword. Even the air filled Sabre spirit of nobuyo Kamiya doesn't seem to match the power of this sword.
However, in the next second, when the fierce knife finally came near Li Fan, something even more shocking happened.
The sharp knife stopped beside Li Fan's cheek, but it was only two slender fingers that clamped the blade.
"Drink!"
The voice of gold farmland one sent out twisted voice, the green tendon on forehead, delicate finish now, he summoned up the whole body strength, want to let this knife again into cent.
This knife can cut Li Fan's head in a fraction.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the knife stopped steadily in his hands, and there was no further inch.
Jintian wanted to struggle, but in the next second, there was a "Zheng" sound in his ear.
The sword, which killed countless enemies, was broken at the sound.
"How can it be!"
Ten pairs of incredible eyes were put on Li Fan's fingers which broke the blade.
That's jintianyi, who is known as the closest master of Neijin in Japan. He tried his best to make a knife. Not only did he not get the expected result, but also he was broken with two fingers?"Be careful!"
Jintian one is still stunned, the roar of nobuyo Kobe suddenly rang up.
Back to God, jintianyi only saw a cold light suddenly appeared, that half of the blade was broken by Li Fan, had separated from Li Fan's hand, straight into his heart.
Pain, never had colic, instant swept the whole body of gold field one.
"In battle, there's no time to shock you."
At the last moment when his consciousness gradually became hazy, the first and last advice Li Fan taught him sounded.
Under the inner strength of Mingzhen Japan, the first man, jintianyi, died under Li Fan's hand in just one round.
"Asshole."
Such a change, let the crowd began to anger, one by one all pulled out their saber, toward Li Fan rushed over.
In this situation, Li Fan did not go to see the remaining nine warriors for the first time. Instead, he looked at him with solemn eyes.
For Li Fan, the biggest enemy in this battle is undoubtedly Toshio Shengu, who has been famous for many years and has strong strength.
Only this white haired old man can do harm to him.
However, after Li Fan waited for a while, he found that he just looked at him calmly, and had no intention to do it.
In less than a second, Li Fan understood each other's intention.
"You want to kill me with nine of them, and finally enjoy the honor of killing me?"
Kotani chuckled, noncommittal, as if to just died of a gold field, and no regrets.
When he decided to kill Li Fan, he knew that today was destined to be a day full of blood.
Death is inevitable.
Li Fan's eyes twinkled. Although the result is better than facing the ten people together, the situation is still grim.
But just a moment later, Li Fan's eyes became firm again.
He is Li Fan. Even if he has lost his memory and previous fighting experience, he is still Li Fan, a strong man in the realm of Tao.
He has no fear.