The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

The battle at the four entrances is still going on. The Wangshu warriors are still able to guard the entrances for the time being. It depends on whether the people from those small tribes can arrive in time.

Otherwise, under the desperate attack of Saint King Fengnan, the entrance would not be able to hold out for a few days, and the Wangshu tribe warriors would also suffer heavy losses.

Luo Yunxian had already rushed into the enemy camp. With her strength just reaching the Grandmaster level, she was almost unstoppable. As long as the enemy rushed towards her, they could hardly survive a single move in her hands.

The Little Saint King was so frightened by the brave Luo Yunxian that he retreated repeatedly, his eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.

He never thought that Luo Yunxian had reached the Grandmaster level. Even though he was a few years older than Luo Yunxian, he could only barely reach the level of a first-rate master.

Seeing Luo Yunxian rushing towards the Little Saint King, countless masters came to protect him. Luo Dingfang was hiding in the crowd, with a strong murderous intent and hatred in his eyes.

He was looking for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Luo Yunxian. He would definitely not be Luo Yunxian's opponent in a head-on fight, so he could only kill Luo Yunxian by a sneak attack.

He hated Luo Yunxian so much. If Luo Yunxian hadn't returned, he would have become the heir. How could he be like this now, a dog without a home!

Countless masters surrounded and killed Luo Yunxian. They were strong men brought by the other four tribes. The worst was a second-rate master, and the strongest had reached the peak of the first-rate and was close to the Grandmaster level.

With so many experts taking action, they immediately restrained Luo Yunxian and allowed the Little Saint King to retreat to a safe place.

Luo Yunxian's eyes were filled with murderous intent. She had only one goal at this moment, which was to kill the Little Saint King and avenge Jiang Fan.

The people around her were no match for her at all. The two sides soon fell into a melee. The masters that Luo Dingfang brought with him were all his confidants.

Although they are members of the Wangshu tribe, they are ruthless when fighting against their own people and kill almost anyone they see.

This situation of killing each other made the Wangshu people shocked and angry, and they could only kill these people. As time passed, the little saint king was already at a disadvantage.

Outside the arena, the Tianhua and Fengmu tribes watched the two sides fighting, their eyes surging with emotions. The two looked at each other, both with horror in their eyes.

They retreated silently, neither helping anyone nor causing trouble. Luo Yunxian's response made them dare not add insult to injury, but they also did not dare to take sides easily.

Who knows whether Luo Yunxian's side can win. If they lose, the Fengnan tribe will definitely cause trouble for them.

After losing the Wangshu tribe, how will the remaining two tribes deal with the five tribes including Feng Nanbu!

Regarding their choice, Chief Wangshu just looked at them coldly. She never expected them to help. Of course, she also sent people to keep an eye on them. If they made trouble, she would definitely not be polite.

Jiang Fan looked at the two fighting parties, and then at Luo Yunxian who was surrounded in the middle. A look of worry welled up in his eyes.

He rushed into the battle formation with Zhong Ling, and moved towards Luo Yunxian, surrounded by people from the small tribes. These people from the small tribes were all elite disciples from each small tribe, and each of them was very powerful.

The team of two to three hundred people immediately fought their way out under the charge of Jiang Fan and Zhong Ling.

Under the cover of Zhong Ling and others, Jiang Fan snatched a long knife from the dead man's hand and killed his way through. His fighting power surprised the elites of the small tribes.

Compared to them, Jiang Fan actually had quite strong martial arts skills. Even Zhong Ling was a little surprised. She had never seen Jiang Fan take action before. Today was the first time he took action.

His strength has actually reached the level of a second-rate master. Although such strength is nothing in front of Zhong Ling, he is definitely not a weakling in battle!

The generals in general were probably only as strong as Jiang Fan. They rushed all the way to the middle, looking at the besieged Luo Yunxian, Jiang Fan took out a revolver with one hand.

With the protection of several people around him, he could always find an opportunity to fire his revolver, and each shot could kill a top-notch expert.

Jiang Fan quickly killed three of the dozen or so first-rate masters who besieged Luo Yunxian. The remaining first-rate masters were frightened.

They couldn't imagine that the hidden weapon in Jiang Fan's hand would be so powerful. They had only heard about it before, but now that they had seen it, they were terrified!

In addition, Luo Yunxian, the master, was so powerful that they had no way to cause any harm to him. They could only rely on a dozen people to suppress him.

Now, without the suppression of three people, and with Jiang Fan next to them who was ready to take your life at any time, they looked at each other and immediately wanted to take advantage of the chaos on the battlefield to rush over and deal with Jiang Fan.

But just as they rushed out, Luo Yunxian saw this and gave up chasing the Little Saint King, and immediately entangled three first-class masters. The remaining four people were blocked by Zhong Ling just as they rushed forward.

Although Zhong Ling has not yet reached the Grandmaster level, her strength is already infinitely close to that level. When will she break through to the Grandmaster level? She is just waiting for an opportunity.

Therefore, it was simply impossible for the four masters to rush over and snipe Jiang Fan.

Moreover, just as the battle started, two top masters were inexplicably shot and killed by Jiang Fan, and the remaining two were filled with regret.

If they had known that Jiang Fan was more difficult and more terrifying than Luo Yunxian, they would not have come to bully Jiang Fan.

They thought that Jiang Fan was weak and would be relatively easy to kill. As long as they eliminated the threat of the hidden weapon in Jiang Fan's hand, they would be confident enough to kill Luo Yunxian.

But who would have thought that the final result was that they killed two of them at once. In other words, Jiang Fan killed five of their top-notch masters as soon as he rushed to the middle.

Such a record was enough to make Jiang Fan look down on everyone, but Jiang Fan frowned. He always felt that the deaths of those two top masters were a bit strange.

This reminded him of the time when he was besieged before, when he inexplicably shot and killed several top-notch masters. Logically speaking, even if a top-notch master was not strong, he should not be unable to even resist.

They can't avoid being shot, but they can definitely avoid a fatal blow. However, these top masters seem to have no idea how to dodge.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he felt that someone was helping him behind the scenes, but he didn't know who this person was! To be able to do this so quietly, his strength must be at least at the Grandmaster level.

He didn't have time to think about who this person was. Jiang Fan took advantage of Zhong Ling forcing a top-notch master to retreat, and before the other party had time to react, he shot and killed him with another shot.

As for the remaining first-rate master, he was horrified when he saw this scene. He no longer had any will to fight and turned around to escape.

But just as he was about to escape, Zhong Ling suddenly burst out with powerful energy, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed behind him and slashed his soft sword towards his head. The man turned around and used his knife to block.

The knife blocked the soft sword, but the tip of the sword bent at this moment and instantly pierced the man's neck at a strange angle.