inside the house.
Feng Boliu's expression changed slightly, as if he thought of something. The smell was very familiar just now, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he thinks about it, he feels bad.
"What's wrong?" Lin Fan held the Nine-Headed Insect in his arms and saw that Feng Boliu's expression was not good-looking, and he obviously had something on his mind.
Feng Boliu said helplessly: "It seems I was right again. Their appearance is very short-lived. Something should have happened by now."
"You mean them?" Lin Fan was very surprised. It shouldn't be possible. There was a secret passage and it hadn't been discovered. If someone had discovered it, they wouldn't have waited until now to take action.
"Well, I smelled a smell from the man who just left your house. That smell is the method used by Chonggu to track people. Apparently they were targeted by the Nine Chong Gang."
"It wasn't there when we met before, but now it is. It seems that I met someone and got it from there."
Feng Boliu didn't care about the other person's life or death at all and had nothing to do with him.
However, when he saw Lin Fan's expression of contemplation, he asked doubtfully: "You want to save them?"
"Aren't I thinking about it?" Lin Fan said.
He was really considering whether to save her or not.
The relationship between him and the other party is not close. At most, there is only some contact, and he is not even an ordinary friend.
Now that he knew that the other party was in danger, he was not too excited and just rolled up his sleeves and went to work. Instead, he was thinking about whether he should go and take a look.
"Actually, there's nothing to consider, and I don't know anyone. Besides, it's easy to get yourself involved." Feng Boliu persuaded.
Since some things are none of your business, just don't worry about them.
Save yourself trouble.
…
outside the city.
"Third son." Yang Wu's eyes were about to burst when he saw his accomplice being stabbed through the chest by the opponent's sword. He was about to leave. Why did this happen
Who is it
Who betrayed them
Zhao Xianghe fought fiercely with the opponent, but he was already at a disadvantage. He was no match for Luneng of the Nine Yuan Sect, and he gradually became exhausted.
A sword flashed with cold light.
A gash was opened in Zhao Xianghe's abdomen, and blood was flowing gurglingly.
"Sir." Yang Wu had some minor injuries on his body, but they were not serious. He supported Zhao Xianghe and backed away.
"Leave me alone, let's go." Zhao Xianghe broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. The injury on his abdomen was too painful, and the opponent was a master, so this sword had already destroyed him: "You are right, Wang Zhi has probably been killed. The Nine Insects Gang corrupted.”
He spoke weakly.
"Sir, I can't give up on you." Yang Wu said, and then looked at the people in front: "Everyone, I see that you are not from the Nine Insects Gang. If you have any requests, just put them forward. As long as you need it, we will definitely be able to do it. "
Luneng shook the blood-stained sword in his hand and said with a smile: "I would like to ask you two to lend me your lives."
The words just fell.
Luneng attacked, and a sword light wrapped around him, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Just when he was about to kill two people with one sword, he felt a cold light coming from not far away.
Poof!
A long knife was inserted directly into the ground.
"Who?" Luneng looked and saw no one, but the knife proved that there were people around.
Lin Fan walked out of the darkness and said calmly: "I thought there were so many people, but it turns out there are only so few. It's really disappointing."
Feng Boliu had no choice but to come over. He promised that if he was a strong person, he would never take action, but he didn't expect that he would not take him seriously just because he looked at such a small person.
brother…
We are in the territory of the Nine Chong Gang.
Sometimes, can't you be a little more humble
"Brother Lin." Yang Wu was overjoyed. He didn't expect Brother Lin to save his life again. It's hard to repay such kindness.
Lin Fan came to Yang Wu with his hands behind his back, and then looked at him: "You only have so many people, and I won't be able to defeat you later. It's such a pity."
Rage points +222.
Rage points +123.
…
Luneng was furious. These were such arrogant words. Just like the leader of the Nine Chong Gang, his words were really unpleasant and gave them a very unpleasant feeling.
"Boy, you are so arrogant. You will become a dead soul under my sword later. Don't say I didn't warn you." Luneng shouted angrily and used some kind of passable swordsmanship. The sword light flickered and disappeared without a trace, far away. You can feel the sword energy emanating from the opponent's body.
Lin Fan didn't take the knife, feeling it was unnecessary.
Zhou Zhongmao wanted to come forward, but was stopped by Lin Fan.
His current cultivation level is very strong and he really wants to try his power.
Just when Luneng was about to arrive.
"Ape Demon Fist"
Lin Fan roared, and the ape demon appeared behind him. It was even stronger than his cousin's. The ape demon spread its ferocious power, raised his hands, and struck hard.
boom!
The ground shook, and a huge crater appeared.
"So strong." Zhou Zhongmao was shocked, his cousin was so powerful, and wasn't this technique just given to his cousin? How could he practice it so fast, even more advanced than what he had practiced
Can anyone shed some light on why my cousin is so strong
"Has he broken through to the level of Little Grandmaster?" Feng Boliu's eyes were full of horror. How old was he? How could he be practicing so fast? What state was he in when he last saw him
No, no.
I must have read it wrong.
This is so fucking impossible.
Feng Boliu was stunned and felt that God was joking with him again, saying that when people reach middle age, they will almost go blind.
Maybe he really is going blind.
Luneng came with a sword in an aggressive manner, and he still used his expert swordsmanship.
But at this time, he stood there blankly, looking at the deep pit in front of him, his body trembling involuntarily.
"Hey, it was too late, otherwise you would have been in the pit." Lin Fan was helpless. He didn't expect that he would miss. This was so embarrassing.
Not to mention, after reaching the level of Little Grandmaster, the feeling is different. The explosion of internal strength and power, the two are superimposed without any problems.
He is a strong Little Grandmaster both internally and externally. Even in the early stages, he feels that he is even more powerful than the Peak Little Grandmaster.
Maybe this is an illusion.
But he has this confidence.
"You... who are you?" Luneng began to tremble as he spoke. The opponent's power was too strong, especially when the fists fell, the strong wind hit his face with great pain.
"What is your cultivation level?" Lin Fan asked.
Luneng's teeth chattered: "Martial arts... The twelfth level of martial arts peak."
"Oh, that's very weak, and your sword skills are a bit bad." Lin Fan said with a smile. He finally understood why so many people like to practice and practice hard. It turns out that when you are strong, it feels really good. Cool.
"Cousin, is cousin strong enough?" Lin Fan turned around and asked.
And right now.
Luneng, who was originally timid, had a cold light in his eyes and roared: "Go to hell."
The sword in the opponent's hand moves straight forward, and the sword light condenses a little.
Sonorous!
Luneng's eyes widened. How could it be possible? His sword seemed to be pierced on an iron block, unable to move forward. Under the pierced clothes, his skin was still intact.
"The accuracy is enough, but the strength is far behind." Lin Fan turned around and gently moved the blade away with two fingers. As expected, after his body broke through to the Little Grandmaster realm, his toughness improved horribly. The opponent was a top ten martial artist. A sword containing the inner strength of a second-level peak powerhouse did not break his skin.
He wanted to shout loudly.
brother.
Are you kidding me
Your sword can't even break through my defense, so what else can you do
Rage points +666.
Luneng's eyes were red, his anger exploded, and he roared: "I don't believe it."
"The sword of destruction."
He jumped up in confusion, and the terrifying internal energy of the twelfth level of martial arts roared out. How could he be so strong at such a young age? How could he be such a pervert
Do not believe! I don’t believe it!
Lin Fan pinched it with five fingers, and the combination of internal energy and strength would explode with the strongest power.
A punch flew away and hit Luneng's abdomen. With a bang, the area where the fist came into contact twisted at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.
Boom!
Luneng's body flew backwards, breaking countless trees, and fell to the ground with a thud.
"This is the initial power of the Little Grandmaster. No, the realm of the Little Grandmaster can no longer measure me, who has reached the level of a Little Grandmaster both internally and externally." Lin Fan muttered in his heart.
The power of this punch was not violent, it was just a casual punch.
But just this casual punch killed the opponent instantly.
"Run, run quickly, this guy is too scary."
When the Nine Yuan Sect disciples saw their elder being beaten to death, they were like frightened birds.
Although the opponent did not take action against them.
But soon, they will be killed.
Lin Fan looked at the fleeing guys, not feeling happy at all. He raised his hands, and thunder suddenly surrounded them.
This is the power of Tiangang Huaji Palm.
After breaking through to the Little Grandmaster realm, his control over his internal power became even more subtle.
The transformed thunder power of internal energy requires a lot of internal energy consumption, but from Lin Fan's point of view, his internal energy is endless.
"it's over."
Push with both palms.
Like a python, the thunder coiled around and directly covered the escaping disciples.
Crackling!
Just like the sound of firecrackers.
Then the disciples fell to the ground with a roar, thick black smoke rising from their bodies.
Everyone's hair was electrocuted into a shape that made them look crazy.
"Come out, stop hiding. Aren't you tired from watching the show?" Lin Fan fixed his gaze on the dark sky.
sough!
Suddenly, a figure appeared from the darkness. He was standing on a branch with a grimace mask on his face.
"Awesome, you actually found my trace." The man wearing the ghost face mask spoke, his voice was male, slightly hoarse.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "It's not that I discovered your presence, I just said it casually. After all, many martial arts dramas are like this."
He just gave it a try.
When I used to watch TV dramas, there would always be people watching from the dark during the fight scenes.
He kept thinking, could he really not find it
So after this time, he casually said that it didn't matter if there was no one, just pretend he was wrong.
Feng Bo Liu was a little confused.
What is a martial arts drama
Also, when did this guy come, he didn’t feel anything at all.
This does not mean how powerful the other party is, but that the hidden skill is so strong.
(End of chapter)