King Zhao Xian had solid confidence.
According to Lin Fan's guess, after being crazily kicked dozens of times, the other party must have gone crying home to daddy, borrowed all these treasures, and finally had the courage to come for revenge.
Lin Fan thought that cultivation itself was all about seizing each other's opportunities.
Therefore, if King Zhao Xian willingly delivered himself to his doorstep, how could Lin Fan refuse?
Even if he offended Ye Zhen Tian, so what?
This was the Life and Death Platform; life and death were shouldered by oneself. Even if one died, they couldn't blame anyone else.
No matter how furious Ye Zhen Tian was, he couldn't do anything to him.
At this moment.
King Zhao Xian couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to strike. He had tolerated Lin Fan for far too long; the throbbing pain on his face constantly reminded him that this person must die.
"Go die!"
In an instant.
