Chapter 598

Within two hours of the appearance of fengshentai.

There are more and more players gathered in 100 fengshentai places.

These players are all in order to fight for the throne and become masters at one stroke.

This war of God worship has attracted a lot of attention. Many anchors and reporters are standing by the 100 God worship platforms, ready to make use of this war to earn more popularity.

Even some directors, in order to take pictures, also came around and asked a group of photographers to stand in different parts of the video.

Lingchen's Fengshen platform is not far away from the king of Qin.

As a result, there are more players and NPCs here.

There are even some at the top of the list.

Now, players don't know that fengshentai was arranged by Jiang Feng. If the Shenmo camp or the NPC under King Zhou knew that fengshentai was arranged by Jiangfeng, they would not rob it.

Because it's useless for them to grab it, unless they change the camp and join the demon clan camp.

Ling Chen stayed by the Fengshen platform and glanced at the countless people around him. The corners of his mouth twitched for a moment. He was very speechless. "Ma Dan, this man came like dumplings. No way. I have to ask my sister to bring a group of demon clan generals to come here, or we can't grab the Fengshen platform at all!"

"Oh, isn't this Ling Shao? Isn't your brother-in-law a demon emperor, and cares about a sacred platform?"

When Ling Chen was speechless, a group of people came to him.

The leader is a man about the same age as Lingchen, named Murong Aosong. He is from the same school as Lingchen, and is also a rich second generation. He is against Ling Chen everywhere.

See Murong Aosong, Ling Chen eyebrows a frown, sneer, "I am willing, you tube?"

Murong Aosong looked at Xia ran Fei, who gradually opened the distance with Ling Chen. He said with a smile, "OK, you are happy. After a few minutes, see if you can be so happy."

Before Murong Aosong leaves, he looks at Xia ranfei again. Xia ranfei's mouth is slightly raised and her eyebrows are slightly picked.

Ling Chen sees Murong Aosong watching Xia ran Fei, and quickly blocks in front of Xia ran Fei, coldly annotates Murong Aosong.

"Ha ha ha..."

Murong Aosong looked at Ling Chen's expression, very useful, opened his mouth and laughed, and walked to one side.

"Whoosh ~ boom ~"

just at this moment, a light from the sky fell in front of Lingchen.

Yeah?

Ling Chen was frightened by this roar, and looked at the "thing" in front of him.

I saw, Jiang Fan kneeling on one knee, one hand on the ground, hair flying, slowly stood up.

His appearance, very handsome, especially the other small and lovely appearance, instantly attracted the hearts of many female players.

"Wow, what a handsome little guy, whose little guy?"

"Shit, is it necessary for a kid to show up like this? It's too high-profile. "

"Hehe, he is the son of the demon emperor, so it's just sensationalism." Murong Aosong saw all people's eyes in Jiang Fan's body, some envy way.

"Ha ha, big nephew."

Lingchen see Jiang Fan, heart a joy, go up to embrace Jiang Fan, left knead and embrace.

"Hello, uncle."

Jiang Fan breaks away from Lingchen's arms, reveals a pair of dimples, and laughs happily.

Ling Chen took a look at Jiang Fan and then looked at the sky. She asked in doubt, "where's your mother?"

Jiang Fan shook his shoulder, "my mother let my father call away, said let me come alone."

"My brother-in-law is really stingy. I knew I would not let my sister marry him."

Ling Chen is dissatisfied.

After entering the game, he asked Jiang Feng and Ling Feiyu for many things.

Finally, they were blocked by Jiang Feng's saying, "if you want to be strong, you can't rely on others, you should rely on yourself.".

"Uncle, my father is not stingy. Didn't I come here? I can help you! "

Jiang Fan faces Lingchen road with milk.

Ling Chen looked up and down Jiang Fan, rubbed Jiang Fan's head, "Xiao Fan, don't make a fuss. There is still one minute to start the war of gods. You'd better leave as soon as possible. I may not be able to protect you later!"

At this stage, all players do not know Jiang Fan's specific strength, because his attributes now no one can see.

According to their conjecture, the attributes of Jiang fan when he was born have made everyone feel that he is a waste. Even if he has some powerful skills or equipment given by Jiang Feng, he can not change the nature of waste.

Only those who often cancel with Jiang Fan know how terrible Jiang Fan's strength is.

"Oh."

Jiang Fan also did not say what, nodded, honestly stood behind Ling Chen.

"There are 10 seconds left. You are ready. As long as one of the five of us can get on the altar by fluke, we must seize the opportunity to do it!"

When Lingchen and Jiang fan communicated, many teams nearby took out their weapons and looked directly at the Fengshen platform, which was about ten feet high.Fengshen platform is surrounded by a layer of light curtain, many players are counting the seconds in their hearts.

Ling Chen, standing below, takes out a long sword from the knapsack and stares at the Fengshen platform.

The least nervous is Jiang Fan.

He did not even take out weapons, blinking a pair of smart eyes, scanning around, the corners of his mouth showed a faint smile.

“3！ 2！ 1！ Kill

With the end of a player reading seconds, the light on the Fengshen platform disappears.

Also at this moment, Jiang Fan stretched out his small hand and suddenly patted Ling Chen on the shoulder and sent him to Fengshen platform.

"Sword 14!"

Then, he used it directly, which he had just learned.

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

At this moment, all the swords in the hands of all the players with swords emit dozens of sword Qi and attack themselves.

Jiang Fan also at this moment, the body slowly floating up.

A pair of plump palms, commanding the sword spirit, killed thousands of people around.

"My second Olympics, isn't it?"

Lingchen, who is about to fly to Fengshen platform, looks back at Jiang Fan and many fallen players. His jaw is almost off.

"Kill that little bastard! Stop Lingchen from seizing Fengshen platform

Murong Aosong was also attacked by the sword and lost a lot of blood. He was shocked and angry and cried out.

Hearing his words, the players around know that Jiang Fan's threat is very big, and they start to fight against Jiang Fan one after another, ready to get rid of Jiang Fan first.

……

In the palace of the demon emperor, Jiang Feng comes back from training and is holding Ling Feiyu temple to watch the live broadcast.

Ling Feiyu saw thousands of people rushing towards her son. She was worried and said to Jiang Feng, "can Xiao Fan block so many attacks? Why don't you help Xiao Fan and my brother. "

Jiang Feng patted Ling Feiyu on the shoulder and said confidently, "don't worry, Xiao Fan's strength is not weaker than me. His last disappearance has made him experience a lot of things and grow up a lot. Now he is short of combat experience and pressure, so he should exercise and train him. I can't do it again!"

"Well, if anything happens to our son, I can't spare you."

"Don't worry, Xiao Fan will be OK."

While watching the battle pictures of Jiang Fan and Ling Chen, he also looked at the battle pictures of other places.

The reason why he paid attention to Fengshen war was to see which experts would join the demon clan camp in the end.