1773 Another challenge
The one hundred day deadline is coming soon, and Li Fan has successfully advanced the plan to the end.
"Master, there are less than 1% of humans on the entire planet."
The nine-tailed fox knelt in front of Li Fan and reported to him, "The only remaining people will leave on the ark today."
"Um."
Li Fan nodded.
"Do you want to kill them all?"
Duoqing continued to ask, "As long as you have a thought, I will immediately mobilize the White Tiger Army to destroy them."
"Need not."
Li Fan waved his hand, "They can leave if they want. The plan Tianwaitian and I have is to make all humans on earth disappear. It's the same if they leave the earth. As long as we are still here, they will not dare to come back."
"Well, I listen to the master."
Duoqing continued to report, "In addition, before the hundred-day period comes, there is another legion that is coming towards us."
"oh?"
Li Fan raised his head and looked at the nine-tailed fox with interest, "The whole world is afraid of me, even the whole world is afraid of me. Until now, who else wants to fight against me?"
"I heard that this is humanity's last hope. Jiang Feng has recruited some martial arts masters from the East and Templar Knights from the West to prepare for a decisive battle with you. However, they can't even pass me!"
"Since they have the courage to challenge me, I should welcome them."
Li Fan had a smile on his lips, "It happens to be boring, so just think of it as giving me a little fun."
"Okay, Master, then I will ask the white tiger guards in front of the castle to make way for them?"
"unnecessary."
Li Fan had a smile on his lips, "Since you are here to challenge me, you should have the ability to defeat those white tiger guards."
The strength of the White Tiger Guardians is at a higher level, and they are all at the Grandmaster level. But there were not many, only a hundred people, and Qingqing ordered them to garrison the magic tower.
"I hope they can give me a little surprise."
After saying that, Li Fan closed his eyes and seemed to fall into a deep sleep again.
Duoqing knew that Li Fan was actually practicing. He now has a small universe, and the speed of his practice has also been affected, becoming countless times faster than before. At this time, he only needs to sit there and close his eyes to enter the state of practicing.
Li Fan can not only absorb vitality at this time, but can even rely on this magic tower as a receiver to directly obtain cosmic energy from the universe.
Just like Li Fan said, after he created the small universe, he really no longer belongs to the category of human beings. Isn’t it true that gods are the only ones who can create the world and create life? If Li Fan was not a god, how could he surrender to him wholeheartedly
"Fellow compatriots, we are the last resistance force on this planet."
Jiang Feng stood on a high platform, facing two waves of powerful fighting forces.
The martial artists of the East, and the Templars of the West. These are the last and most powerful forces on earth! Those Eastern martial artists are all reclusive masters who never appeared in the world before, but now in order to survive, they have to come out of their hiding place and come to themselves.
For example, that monk has a semi-saint level of strength. And that old man with gray hair and childish face actually has almost saint-level power!
These martial artists are definitely not seen on ordinary days. They focus on cultivation and stay away from the world, and their average age is over a hundred years old.
There are also those Templar Knights in the West, who are all loyal warriors who have long given their bodies and souls to God. The ages of these guys are all over three digits, and they spend their days in church with God.
The two groups of people who were usually hostile to each other stood together for one goal today.
"You are all the most outstanding elites. I believe that if we work together, we will be able to defeat the great devil Li Fan."
"In that case, we should choose a team leader."
A short old Dongfang man spoke. This man's name was Wang Jiajun. He was a hermit master of the Qingcheng Sect and was half a saint. It seems that because he has lived alone for many years, this person also speaks in a strange and strange way, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
None of these masters are normal. There are seven people on the Chinese side and seven people on the Western side, which is really neat. But besides them, there is also the ninja god of the island nation. This guy is over 200 years old, and he still maintains the tradition and height of the islanders. As a man, he is only 1.58 meters tall, wearing a white ninja uniform with a pink cherry blossom printed on the back. This person's strength is also very high, he even has a saint level. Jiang Feng never thought that there could be such a powerful master in the island country.
"None of you are my opponent."
Sure enough, this guy spoke. Speaking in fluent Chinese, he said, "It's up to me to lead."
As soon as he finished speaking, several Western Templar knights over there encouraged Vala to speak English, seeming to be arguing about something. These Templar Knights are divided into three levels. The highest level is a knight in golden robes named Arez, a handsome old man who ties his white beard into braids.
The knight in golden robes has the highest level and power, and Arez himself has power close to the saint level. Under him were three red-robed knights, Ford, Shelley and Bonny, all of whom were half-saints in strength.
Under the red-robed knight are three white-robed knights, named Doyle, Carter and Voss. Their strength is at the peak of the Grandmaster. But among these people, only the white-robed knight Doyle can speak Chinese.
After these people finished their discussion, Doyle finally stepped forward and spoke as a spokesperson.
"Our knight in golden robes, Aretz, has led the war against dark creatures more than once! This time against the great devil Li Fan, we, Aretz, should also be the ones to lead it!"
"Haha, Arez, he is just a defeated general."
An old man in white robes carrying a sword suddenly spoke sarcastically.
This is the hermit master of Huashan, Jian Nantian. He is very powerful and is the only saint-level among the masters in China.
"Let him be the team leader, he is not qualified yet."
“…”
After Doyle translated, Arez's face turned red, and he reached out and grabbed a glittering holy hammer from the void!
Apparently, this golden-robed knight wants to start a fight with Jian Nantian!
"Okay, everyone, please calm down."
Jiang Feng finally couldn't stand it anymore. This team was already fighting among themselves before the fight even started! Are you going to crusade against the big devil? What a bastard crusade!
"The team leader should be chosen, but if you all start fighting internally, I'm afraid we'll be fighting to the death before we even reach the foot of the magic tower, right?"
"Then what should I do?"
Wang Jiajun of the Qingcheng Sect looked at the youngest guy gloomily, wanting to hear what he thought.