Chapter 686: A Group Attack Begins

"All you young fellows watching, come on out." Lin Fan stepped forward, his tiger-like frame trembling, exuding an overbearing aura as he gazed into the void. These guys had been watching for quite a while.

As the saying goes, when the snipe and the clam grapple, it's the fisherman who profits.

These fellows all thought they were the fisherman, but what they didn't know was that I, young master, am the bandit, specializing in robbing the fish from the fisherman's hands.

The void was silent. The powerful beings hidden within exchanged glances, wondering what this guy was up to.

"Benefactor, what are you trying to do?" Venerable Shakyamuni asked in confusion.

The strong ones he had just converted were already in the Buddha Land, praying day and night, their faith flowing endlessly. For Venerable Shakyamuni, these strong ones were enough.

"Robbery," Lin Fan said calmly, as if talking about something very ordinary. But to Venerable Shakyamuni, this situation was somewhat unexpected.

"Robbery... of them?" Venerable Shakyamuni was dumbfounded. Although this was exciting, one couldn't be so reckless.

The strong ones hidden in the void exclaimed in surprise, not knowing what this guy was up to.

For them, why would they bother with such a thing? Some strong ones, knowing there was no secret to these five blood mountains, were already preparing to leave and search elsewhere for the remains of Blood Radiance Demon Lord.

"Hmph, since you won't come out, I, this Emperor, will invite you out for a stroll." Seeing no one come out, Lin Fan spread his five fingers and grabbed at the void. With a rumble, the void collapsed, and many strong ones were all squeezed out.

"What is he trying to do?" Mu Manfeng frowned, feeling the squeeze of the void. He shook his whole body with power, but found the force very strong, directly irresistible.

"Such formidable power."

Yu Liutian and others' expressions changed slightly. Their own cultivation was not weak, yet now they were being squeezed out of the void by someone—this left them somewhat incredulous.

"How dare you! What are you trying to do?" A man in a white robe floating in the void shouted angrily.

The other strong ones were the same, each looking displeasedly at Lin Fan, as if they wouldn't let it go without an explanation.

"Benefactor, take it easy." Venerable Shakyamuni's little heart pounded. Lin Fan's move scared him so much he didn't know what to say.

This was asking for death.

If these strong ones attacked together, it would be quite something.

"Baldy, I advise you to leave quickly. Soon I, this Emperor, will have a big fight with them." Lin Fan was trying his best to get rid of Venerable Shakyamuni.

"Why?" Venerable Shakyamuni was stunned, not quite understanding. Even if he wanted to show off, he had to consider the situation.

"I, this Emperor, am happy. Are you leaving or not?" Lin Fan glanced at the baldy, thinking that if he still didn't leave, I'd be impressed.

"Alas, since the benefactor insists, this humble monk can only see it through to the end." Venerable Shakyamuni's expression turned serious, as if determined to share Lin Fan's fate.

This instantly left Lin Fan dumbfounded. This guy wasn't even afraid...

"Great Master, what does your friend mean?" Mu Manfeng looked at Venerable Shakyamuni and asked coldly with an unfriendly tone.

Mu Manfeng was no soft-hearted person. Those who had reached such a realm had all walked on the edge of a blade.

"What do you mean? Today I'm going to take you all on. Any objections? Baldy, am I right?" Lin Fan shouted.

Venerable Shakyamuni looked at the situation before him, his heart trembling slightly. This was a rhythm of seeking death.

But at this moment, what else could he say? This benefactor was too damn arrogant. If this aroused public anger, a great battle would be inevitable.

"That's right." Venerable Shakyamuni felt somewhat helpless but finally nodded.

"Did you hear that? You scumbags, bring out all your treasures, or this Venerable Shakyamuni will convert you." Lin Fan pointed at Venerable Shakyamuni.

At these words, the many strong ones in the void changed expression.

"I didn't expect him to be the Buddhist prodigy Venerable Shakyamuni."

Mu Manfeng also didn't expect this master to be Venerable Shakyamuni, the outlier of the Buddhist clan. But what surprised him even more was Lin Fan's identity.

"Hmph, Venerable Shakyamuni, you two are going too far. Do you think the two of you can suppress us?" Yu Liutian said coldly, anger flashing in his eyes.

"This humble monk..." Venerable Shakyamuni had unspeakable bitterness in his heart. His mind was clear as a lamp; how could he not know Lin Fan's intention? But staying by Lin Fan's side brought many benefits, and Venerable Shakyamuni was reluctant to leave. Besides, his chest hadn't recovered yet.

Now facing so many strong ones, Venerable Shakyamuni was also in a dilemma. If it really came to a fight, he could only run.

"Suppress you? So what?" At that moment, Lin Fan stepped forward, activated the Size Manipulation technique, and a vast palm directly grabbed at Yu Liutian.

"How dare you!" Yu Liutian shouted, his body spinning to form a storm, which contained various killing intents.

The vast palm contained Lin Fan's powerful dharma power. Although Yu Liutian's strength was great, his foundation was not as deep as Lin Fan's.

Lin Fan grabbed the storm in his hand.

"Not good. I didn't expect this guy's dharma power to be so profound." Yu Liutian broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn't expected this unknown guy to be so strong.

"Jade Spirit Supreme Art."

Yu Liutian had already lost to Mu Manfeng, that beast, and was full of resentment. If he lost again to this unknown guy, it would be unbearable for him.

In an instant, a rainbow appeared. Yu Liutian broke free from Lin Fan's giant hand with a palm strike. Three white streams rose behind him, shooting into the sky, unleashing a vast and mighty power.

"So this guy was holding back when fighting me." Mu Manfeng saw this and his heart tightened. But suddenly, he felt a sharp sword intent seep from the void, slashing toward them.

"Little thief, how dare you attack us!"

"Everyone, attack together, kill him, and divide his wealth."

At this moment, Lin Fan was not only attacking Yu Liutian. Suddenly, he pointed out, and ten thousand sword intents crisscrossed, charging toward those strong ones.

Seeing the scene before him, Lin Fan curled his lips into a smile, flickered, and fled into the distance.

"If you've got the guts, follow me, this Emperor." Lin Fan now had only one thought: to run. Now that he had incited a group battle, even if the baldy wanted to follow him, he'd have to have the ability.

"Villain, don't run!" Many strong ones were furious. Ignoring everything else, they each dove into the void and chased after Lin Fan.

"Benefactor, you..." Venerable Shakyamuni seemed stunned. Seeing Lin Fan vanish into the void, he didn't react for a moment.

Then suddenly, Venerable Shakyamuni came to his senses.

"Benefactor, wait for me!"

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