Who is the other party
I don’t know Feng Bo Liu either.
Although the Nine Insects Gang is an affiliated force of Insect Valley, the gang members are very unfamiliar with it.
As long as he's not his junior brother, the rest doesn't matter.
The man who appears now is very strong, but not so tyrannical that he is invincible.
Feng Boliu admits that there are many strong people in the world, and there are many more powerful people than him, but as the chief disciple of Worm Valley, he is not a free man, and there is little chance of meeting someone more powerful than him.
"You must be the ones who have been against my Nine Insect Gang recently." The man in the ghost mask asked.
Some guys who appeared out of nowhere and dared to take action against the Nine Insects Gang simply took the courage of an ambitious leopard.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "Yes, it's me. I do everything. As long as it's something that your Nine Insect Gang has been unable to find clues to, it can be classified as my fault. There is absolutely no mistake."
"You are very confident." The other person's face hidden under the mask changed. It was another abnormal person.
He hates such people.
It's because the other person's expression is so confident.
In the past, he was a confident person and was so arrogant towards everyone. However, after meeting the leader of the Nine Insects Gang, his confidence collapsed instantly and he wore a mask from then on.
It's not because he has no face to meet people, but because the gang leader told him that if I see your confident face again, I will kill you.
He was so scared that he only dared to wear a ghost mask.
"It's okay. A man must be confident. For example, I show my true face to others, but you can only show up wearing a mask. Don't think that wearing a mask makes you handsome. In fact, you are just like a fool." Lin Fan said.
Rage points +666.
Not a bad point of anger, the other party is already annoyed.
"Are you angry? It's a pity that you are still not confident enough. If you were really confident enough, you should take off the mask now instead of using anger to vent your displeasure, just like a child." Lin Fan said with a smile, In order to be angry, he was actually very desperate.
The mouth was like a machine gun, firing with a blue light.
Feng Boliu is helpless, he is from the Nine Chong Gang, why are you telling him so much.
Rage points +777.
The man in the ghost mask looked angry: "Shut up."
"It's impossible to shut up. If you want to take action, just do it. I just want to see if you can let me use all my strength." Lin Fan was really a little swollen. He would never say such a thing before. It is to be a low-key person and do things in a low-key manner.
Now keep a low profile and stay away from him.
Instead, he is the talkative king, who likes to talk nonsense with others whenever he has nothing to do.
And there is still discrimination in my heart.
Those who are weak are unwilling to deal with others.
Only the powerful can get his care.
Rage points +888.
The man in the ghost mask was really angry. He had never encountered anyone who spoke so irritatingly.
It's like someone is jumping up and down in front of you, taking off his pants, slapping his butt, and shouting, "Hit me, hit me if you have the guts, or I'll kill you with a fart."
sough!
The sound of leaves.
The man in the ghost mask opened his arms, and there were many leaves floating around him. They were densely packed and spinning rapidly, as if they could cut everything apart.
The other party is brewing power.
Lin Fan waved to Zhao Xianghe and Yang Wu: "Get out of the way quickly, you cannot withstand this wave of offensive."
Yang Wu retreated honestly.
I'm not angry at all.
What people are telling is the truth.
They are a bit weak and cannot withstand it.
As an official of the secret department of the Central Imperial Court, Zhao Xianghe felt very sad. How could he be so weak and even ashamed in front of such a young man
Others say that young people are not very strong.
Because practice takes time.
But who is this young man in front of me? Why is he so strong? But I am already middle-aged and am not a match for him yet.
If Lin Fan knew what the other person was thinking, he would tell him seriously.
Because I am a genius.
Definitely not the kind of bastard that others despise with their mouths and envy in their hearts.
Zhou Zhongmao saw his cousin in danger and wanted to step forward to help.
Feng Boliu stopped him directly: "What do you want to do?"
"My cousin is in danger, I must help my cousin." Zhou Zhongmao said.
Feng Bo Liu wanted to die, but still said: "Don't think too much. Your cousin is much stronger than you now. If you go to help, you are courting death."
"Even if I die, I'm not afraid." Zhou Zhongmao said firmly. He will never be afraid of enemies who hurt his cousin. Even if he loses, he will fight to the last drop of blood.
It was naturally impossible for Feng Bo Liu to let go of Zhou Zhongmao. This guy's brain was not normal, and he had seen it a long time ago.
"Die to me, I will tear you apart." The man in the ghost mask roared, and pushed with his palms. The strong internal force enveloped each leaf. The strong wind picked up, and the leaves swept away with a hiss.
These high-speed rotating leaves have strong cutting ability.
There were innocent trees blocked in front, cut directly by the leaves, but the leaves were still intact.
The other party's internal energy is very strong.
Most people really can't support this kind of consumption.
"This move is indeed very powerful, but I can also do it." Lin Fan opened his fingers, no need to brew, and the internal energy boiled out. The leaves on the ground were pulled and suspended, and each leaf was attached to a layer of internal energy.
Phew!
The leaves floating around him flew away quickly and collided with each other's leaves.
Every collision of leaves will make an amazing sound.
This is a collision of internal forces on both sides.
The reason why fragile leaves are so sharp is because of the existence of internal force.
Lin Fan's internal energy was endless and he couldn't feel any consumption at all.
He is very dissatisfied with the current formation. There are too few leaves, really too few, and his internal energy cannot be used up at all. Can you let me feel the feeling of using up all the internal energy
Once, even for a moment.
It’s really annoying.
Lin Fan roared, no matter the leaves, even the trees were uprooted, and the internal energy seemed to be inexhaustible to bless these leaves and trees.
"Fuck me."
A horrific scene unfolded.
"This..." Feng Boliu was dumbfounded. This must be too perverted. I know you are very strong and your cultivation has reached the level of a small master, but if you play like this, don't you feel that your internal energy is being consumed very quickly
When the internal energy is exhausted, it is just a piece of fish that can be slaughtered by others.
The man in the ghost mask was shocked. What the hell was this guy doing? He was crazy. Then he pressed his palms down, and an internal force wrapped around his body like a spinning wheel.
boom!
boom!
Leaves and trees all hit it, and then spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.
The ghost-masked man's originally disdainful smile gradually became serious.
When he saw the other party playing like this before, he was thinking, it's great, let's see how strong your inner strength is and how long you can sustain it, but then something went wrong.
He almost swept away all the leaves and trees within a few hundred meters of the other party.
He also needs to consume internal energy to use his inner strength to resist.
Keep going like this.
Before even taking action against the other party, the competition would consume almost the same amount of energy.
"Shadow Step."
As soon as the man in the ghost mask stepped forward, he instantly turned into an afterimage, which was difficult to trace. He even shuttled through the leaves and trees to avoid it perfectly.
This is an advanced footwork.
Those who have reached a level above that of a Little Grandmaster will not practice useless techniques.
moment.
A man in a ghost mask appeared in front of Lin Fan.
"Yiqi Shengxuan Gong."
Even more terrifying internal energy burst out and condensed on the opponent's fist.
Lin Fan didn't panic at all. The purple inner power of the Ziyang Four Scriptures exploded violently, and a purple halo appeared behind his head, accompanied by a black mist. This was the internal power of the Demon-Suppressing Heart Sutra.
boom! boom!
The Fudo Myoyo Body is a physical method, the muscles of the whole body are bulging and tight...
In just a short moment, Lin Fan unleashed all the power he had cultivated during this period of time.
The two fist bumped.
boom!
White airflow suddenly arose between the fists, and then spun like a windmill, creating a strong storm.
boom!
The collision of internal forces directly pressed the ground into a deep pit.
The two of them maintained their collision posture without any change.
Feng Boliu's expression was solemn. The masked man's cultivation must be at the pinnacle of the Little Grandmaster, that is, the Great Perfection. There is only one opportunity left to become a powerful Grandmaster with a hundred meridians.
But Young Master Lin is in the early stage of Little Grandmaster.
The fight turned out to be neck-and-neck.
You, a strong person at the pinnacle level of the Little Grandmaster, are too much of a loser.
wrong.
It wasn't that the other party was too weak, but that the power Mr. Lin unleashed was simply not what the young master at the early stage possessed.
Work both internally and externally.
This is both internal and external.
Ordinary people basically cultivate their internal strength. Even if they cultivate their physical bodies, they will never reach the level like Mr. Lin.
Fuck!
Damn it.
Didn't you mean the young master from a rich family
So how did you cultivate this physique? It seems that you have cultivated it to the level of a little master.
"You're not a bad guy." Lin Fan smiled and stretched out his left hand to grab the other person's wrist. The man in the ghost mask reacted and grabbed Lin Fan's wrist.
boom!
The two punched each other again, setting off an even more violent storm.
If you haven't seen it with your own eyes.
No one would believe that a guy in the early stage of a Junior Grandmaster could fight fiercely with a peak Junior Grandmaster.
The man in the ghost mask performed a certain technique, twisted his arm, and instantly pulled out his wrist, stepped back, took out a fan from his waist, and opened it.
Phew!
Countless silver needles, invisible to the naked eye, quickly flew out from the fan. These silver needles were as thin as cow hair and hair, and they could turn.
Lin Fan crossed his arms, bowed his body, and roared.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
Those invisible silver needles hit the body, making a metallic crisp sound.
The silver needle fell.
Many very small silver needles were scattered under Lin Fan's feet, and the moonlight shone and reflected the moonlight.
The movement disappeared.
Lin Fan still maintained this posture, some silver needles pierced his back, but did not enter his body.
"Huh!" Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the internal energy in his body surged, and the muscles in his back bulged.
Poof!
The silver needle stuck in the back was squeezed out and pierced into the darkness.
"What's your name?" the man in the ghost mask said solemnly.
Lin Fan smiled and stamped his feet fiercely. The silver needles that fell on the ground floated up and pierced directly into the ground, forming three characters.
"That's my name, read it out loud to me."
"Hello, daddy." The man in the ghost mask looked at each word, and then said it involuntarily. This is a human habit.
"Hey, hello, son." Lin Fan replied.
Rage points +999.
PS: Sorry, the update is a little late. I was reading a novel and forgot about it.
(End of chapter)