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In the blink of an eye, everyone in the area, including William himself, charged toward Meng Fan. Most of them even pulled out their weapons. From the looks of it, even if they wanted to kill Meng Fan, they would still be able to take his shadow.

Facing these people, Meng Fan naturally wouldn't let them succeed. He raised the shadow in his hand almost at the same time, but instead of throwing out the shadow, he used it as a weapon and stabbed it toward the neck of the person closest to him.

After all, to Meng Fan, this was a matter of life and death. How could he hesitate in the slightest? Even if he didn't hand over the clone, the only thing he could do was fight with all his might.

Although Meng Fan couldn't see what was going on outside, he was very clear that the only person who could cause conflict and even fight against these people was Liu Xia.

However, Meng Fan had no choice but to helplessly watch Liu Xia's arrival. Originally, he had planned to delay for a while until Liu Xia arrived.

But Meng Fan didn't expect Liu Xia to arrive so quickly, and even just happened to echo his nonsense with William and the others. The current William and the others probably really thought that Meng Fan had set a trap to lure them over.

However, Meng Fan was well aware that all of this was just a coincidence. Furthermore, he hadn't set up any sort of trap. All of this was just an excuse for Meng Fan to delay time, and yet, all of this had turned out to be a reality.

"Crack!"

But right now, Meng Fan didn't have the time to feel any of this. With a crisp sound, Meng Fan's Shadow Bearing Technique was suddenly smashed by a chair that came flying over from afar while piercing towards a person.

Unable to defend himself in time, Meng Fan had no time to fight back. His body shot forward, and the chair smashed into Meng Fan's shoulder.

"F * ck!" You have guts! " This strike caused Meng Fan's shoulder to hurt so much that even his arms started to tremble. However, this also made him angry, and he immediately cursed like a mad lion, completely ignoring the enemies behind him as he charged towards the person closest to him.

However, to William and the others, Meng Fan's fierce demeanor posed no threat at all. Similar to Meng Fan, when William and the others saw Cheng Ying, they did not hide the fire in their eyes at all. In fact, on the surface, these people looked even more terrifying than Meng Fan.

If William and his men wanted to obtain the inheritance, they had to get it from Meng Fan. Meng Fan did not want to hand over the inheritance, so the battle between the two sides was unavoidable, or else both sides would not have done the same.

And in the arena, Meng Fan's heart was filled with rage, but his hands were merciless. With a shadow in his hand, he could truly say that he was invincible.

Meng Fan was constantly waving the shadow in his hand. Every time he swung it, blood would spurt out, and a person would fall to the ground and not be able to stand up.

At this moment, Meng Fan was merciless. From the moment he had been hit on the shoulder by a chair, he had been furious. Plus, he had been forced to this state by these people along the way.

Even so, in the face of such a huge disparity in battle, although Meng Fan's hand was quite strong, in the face of an enemy that was hundreds of times stronger than him, even if he had just knocked down one person, people would immediately rush forward and surround him.

Blood donation gushed out as wails filled the air. The battle had turned white-hot right from the start. The anger in Meng Fan's heart was completely released, as if these people in front of him were just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Even though he had just cut off one person's throat, he didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt.

For a very long time, many forces had been paying close attention to Chengying. Now that he was in front of them, they couldn't help but feel greedy. Even if their companions were knocked down by Meng Fan, they would still fearlessly charge forward.

The law of the jungle and natural selection had been the principle of the strong since ancient times. However, all of this was built on the premise that the strong had benefits. Under circumstances where there were enough benefits, even if one knew that one would die, there would still be people fighting for it.

But to Meng Fan, it was a battle! Even in a bloody battle, this was his most adept method of fighting. Although the battle in front of him seemed somewhat crazy, he was not a person who easily gave up.

He believed that Liu Xia would abandon him and leave, and he also believed in his own strength. Meng Fan was never afraid of fighting, and the only thing he needed to consider was a reason for him to fight.

At this moment, there was only endless chaos. The small space was filled with a hundred people crowded together. Coupled with the shouts and curses from the crowd, it was like a chaotic market.

At first, no one had used any weapons. However, every time Meng Fan swung his Shadow Bearing Blade, one person after another would be killed. They too would draw their weapons and attack Meng Fan with all their might, all hoping to defeat Meng Fan and obtain his Shadow Bearing Sword.

But how could Meng Fan let them succeed? He was surrounded by people in the middle of the crowd, but there were too many enemies around him. Adding to that, there were many people around him.

This was also because the outer perimeter was too crowded. Although these people had surrounded Meng Fan, the area was not very large. As a result, although Meng Fan was surrounded by over a hundred people, the number of people who were actually attacking him was far fewer.

Even so, the enemies that had surrounded him for a long time never stopped attacking him less than five times at the same time. Although he allowed Meng Fan to counterattack, the number of enemies around him never decreased.

Meng Fan felt as if he were in the center of a tempest. Although he didn't care about one person, he was powerless to deal with the combined power of all of them.

"Bam!"

Meng Fan felt a sharp pain in his chest. In the midst of the battle, that bastard had actually thrown the bottle of wine from the restaurant over. Unable to defend himself, he smashed it into Meng Fan's chest.

It was as if the news had triggered a new trend. The people who had originally been surrounding Meng Fan all scattered in unison, looking for something they could lift and then throwing it at Meng Fan.2

"F * ck!" Isn't this a little too much? " Meng Fan waved his hand to block a few chairs that were thrown at him. His face was red with anger, and it was obvious that he was not lightly angered.

"Meng Fan!" I know your hands are good, but two fists are no match for four kicks. Furthermore, there is a simpler way, why can't we use it! "You're not stupid enough to think that we would still fight you one on one, are you?"

However, as Meng Fan spoke, a black-haired Middle Eastern man who appeared to be in his forties laughed coldly. His tiger-like eyes stared at Meng Fan with a hint of amusement in them.

"F * ck!" You guys are ruthless enough! Since you want to be my protectors, I won't mind giving it to you! " Hearing this person's words, Meng Fan's mind raced, and he immediately came up with a plan. As he spoke, he tossed out the figure in his hand, its target slightly further away from him.

However, although Meng Fan threw Cheng Ying out, he didn't randomly throw him around aimlessly. Instead, he threw him in the direction of the inner area and didn't throw Cheng Ying at the door.

Meng Fan would never voluntarily give up on the Shadow Bearing Sword. Now that his enemies had suddenly become smart and wanted to use something against him, Meng Fan admitted that he was not as tough as Meng Fan. Meng Fan could not endure the torment any longer, and could only throw the Shadow Bearing Sword to ease his own pressure.

However, this was only Meng Fan's expedient plan. As long as he could get rid of the current situation, the final result would be unknown. In the end, who would be the one to obtain the inheritance and who would have to rely on their own abilities.

Sure enough, after Meng Fan made his move, the crowd suddenly became chaotic. Those people who were closer to Meng Fan no longer stared at him, but instead flocked in the direction of Cheng Ying.

Seeing this scene, Meng Fan sneered in his heart. He really had the feeling of throwing a bone in the middle of a pack of dogs. Seeing that they had suddenly changed their target, he immediately stopped talking and ran towards the room's entrance.

At the same time, the chaos erupted once again. The noisy crowd suddenly became noisy, and some among them cried out in pain as a chaotic battle broke out.

However, Meng Fan completely ignored all of this. Without his shadow, no one really paid attention to him, but even so, Meng Fan had put in a lot of effort to get to the door. In fact, it was even more of a strain than the previous battles.

After all, compared to Meng Fan's desperate attempt to get out, the majority of the people still wanted to get in. After all, the majority of people wanted to get out compared to Meng Fan's desperate attempt to get out.

However, they seemed to be aware of the situation inside and all of them immediately became like furious wild beasts, desperately trying to squeeze in and join in the battle for Chengying.

Chaos, blood, battle, and curses. Everything in the room became a mess. After Meng Fan cast out his Shadow Bearing Technique, it caused chaos among the other powers.

The people present were all from different factions. After Meng Fan gave up on his image, their original alliance completely collapsed. Everyone wanted to obtain his image; they all wanted to fight for it.

And now, there was the scene of the auction once again. As long as someone obtained the image, it would attract the attention of others. After that person falls, there would be the next person to receive the image, which would then become the target of everyone's attacks.

Since ancient times, benefits had always been an eternal topic. Under the temptation of Chengying, everyone present had gone crazy. They simply didn't care about being attacked the moment they obtained it, and all rushed forward, hoping to obtain it.

Even though they only managed to get hold of it for a second, they seemed to be very satisfied. Meng Fan was starting to think that the figure contained some sort of magical power. If it weren't for that, they wouldn't have been so crazy.

However, when Meng Fan pushed his way through the crowd and arrived at the entrance, he couldn't help but be startled by what he saw in the room. He looked at the crazy crowd, and the sight of people falling to the ground from time to time was truly fortunate.

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