"Crack, crack, crack!"
The sound of dry branches being stepped on kept echoing.
The scattered group of people on the battlefield began to converge!
"Hey, Lu Ao, why are you still standing here? Why don't you leave?" One person looked at Lu Ao, who was leaning against a tree trunk, with a face full of surprise.
Hearing this, Lu Ao's mouth twitched.
He was very close to Zhang Fan!
As soon as the singing started, he knew it had to be Zhang Fan.
Besides that guy, no one on this battlefield would dare to be so brazen.
He's busy trying to hide right now, why would he go give Zhang Fan a free kill?
He's not tired of living yet, not looking for death like this.
"Leg cramp, resting for a bit, you guys go ahead, I'll catch up in a moment." Lu Ao said.
Anyway, he's not going to stir things up in front of Zhang Fan now.
But watching from afar is absolutely possible.
Meanwhile, he also wanted to see what kind of outcome Zhang Fan would face against a hundred people.
