Fang Lin turned around and looked at the old man in red with indifferent eyes. The latter was smiling and slightly cupping his hands towards Fang Lin.
"When did the people of Hidden Killing Hall start caring about their companions?" Fang Lin said sarcastically.
The old man in red smiled and said, "I always cherish my companions and will not abandon them easily."
Fang Lin showed a more obvious sneer: "It sounds so nice, not because that person is still valuable to you and you don't want him to die easily, or because you are afraid that he will reveal the secret of the Hidden Killing Hall, so you want to kill him Find him and dispose of him."
After hearing these words, the old man in red was not angry at all, but just shook his head helplessly.
"Little friend Fang Lin seems to have a deep prejudice against me as a member of the Hidden Killing Hall. From this point of view, whatever I say will be misunderstood by you. I just hope that you can tell me where my companion has gone or where he is. Do you have it, little friend?" the old man in red said with sincerity.
Fang Lin chuckled and did not answer the old man in red. He looked at Yin Wuyan on the other side who had never spoken much.
"What about you? What's the purpose of coming here?" Fang Lin asked.
Yin Wuyan said casually: "Of course I will kill you. You bullied me so much before, and I will get it back no matter what."
Fang Lin hummed, looked Yin Wuyan up and down, and said with a smile, "Why do you still want to kill me? Have you forgotten that you almost died in my hands before?"
Yin Wuyan curled his lips: "You are just relying on that puppet. You can't win without force. If I rely on my true ability, I can definitely defeat you."
"You are really confident. Unfortunately, confident people often die sooner than they deserve." Fang Lin said, with murderous intent already showing in his tone.
"That's not necessarily true. An old monk from Buddhism told me my fortune. He said that I will live a long life." Yin Wuyan said seriously.
Fang Lin snorted softly: "Destiny is determined by God, but it is in your own hands. If you want to die on your own, no matter how much longevity God gives you, it will be useless."
"You can't kill me." Yin Wuyan looked at Fang Lin calmly.
"My friend, my companion must have fallen into your hands. I hope you will hand him over." The old man in red also said.
"Hold on to your grandma! If you want to be beaten, don't beat me. If you don't want to beat me, get out of here. What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Lin suddenly cursed.
The old man in red didn't have any annoyance and just shook his head: "Since my little friend has such an attitude, I have to be offended. Although I don't like killing people, I am still a killer after all and I can't help myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the snake-head crutch in the hand of the old man in red facing Fang Lin a little further away, and a dark snake shadow appeared from the crutch, roaring towards Fang Lin.
Fang Lin did not fight head-on with this old man, because the other man was a strong man in the spiritual source realm, and he was definitely stronger than the thin man.
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Fang Lin would definitely not be able to defeat such a master head-on.
The demon puppet appeared and stood in front of Fang Lin. The black snake shadow came over, made a frightening hissing sound, and hit the demon puppet hard.
Boom~~
With a loud noise, the black snake shadow suddenly collapsed and scattered, but the demon puppet was unscathed, not even a trace was left on his tough demon body.
When the old man in red saw the demon puppet appearing, his eyes flashed with brilliance and he nodded repeatedly: "What a demon from the Long family. I am so lucky to be able to get such a puppet."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Fang Lin sneered, and under his command, the demon puppet headed directly towards the old man in red.
In a blink of an eye, the demon puppet arrived in front of the old man in red at a very fast speed, and slammed its fist directly towards the old man in red.
The old man in red had no time or chance to dodge. The demon puppet's attack speed was too fast. Even the best master in the world might not be able to avoid the demon puppet's attack, let alone the strength of the old man in red. There is still a long way to go before the top experts from the nine countries.
The demon puppet punched the old man in red. It was a solid punch, but there was no sound of hitting the flesh.
Then the demon puppet's fist actually passed through the body of the old man in red, just like an afterimage, there was no body, it was just an illusion.
But Fang Lin could see clearly that the old man in red did not dodge the punch of the demon puppet in such a short moment. Instead, the moment the demon puppet's fist hit the old man in red, the old man in red's body shook slightly. After a moment of fluctuation, it turned into an illusory existence like an afterimage.
The demon puppet missed with one punch, and threw out several more punches in succession, but none of them could hurt the old man in red at all, and he dodged them in such a weird way.
Fang Lin frowned. This old guy really had some skills. He was worthy of being a member of Youming, the most elite killer in the Hidden Killing Hall.
"The skills this guy practices are somewhat special. His skills can be temporarily insubstantial, but he has some skills. It is a relatively rare skill." The old mummy said, with a bit of surprise.
Hearing this, Fang Lin also understood a little bit. It turned out that it was because of the special skills that the old man in red practiced that he had such a unique skill body.
"Boy, everything has two sides. Although this person's martial arts is powerful and he can use illusory methods to avoid attacks, it seems that he has to pay a high price." The old mummy said.
Fang Lin asked: "What price will be paid?"
"This man's bone age is only four to five hundred years old, but he is already sluggish and weak. This is not what he should be. Lingyuan warriors can live for a thousand years under normal circumstances. From this point of view, he is already consuming his lifespan. Only in this way can one's own martial arts be displayed in such a way." The old mummy said, revealing the shortcomings of the red-clothed old man's unique martial arts in one sentence.
"I see." Fang Lin nodded. Now that he knows that the old man in red has flaws in his martial arts body, there is no need to worry too much. After all, it is impossible for the old man in red to use his martial arts body unscrupulously all the time. Otherwise, He has long since exhausted his lifespan and died
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"Where are you looking?" Yin Wuyan's voice suddenly sounded, but he had quietly arrived behind Fang Lin and kicked Fang Lin on the head.
Confucianism has its foot in the sky!
Fang Lin reacted very quickly, and the Qilin fist came out, and the fists and feet collided. The two people's internal energy also stirred up each other, and they each retreated.
However, Fang Lin felt a numbness in his arms. The power of the Confucian Sect's Sky Foot was as strong as ever, and it was difficult for Fang Lin's hurried Kirin Fist to compete with it.
Yin Wuyan knocked back Fang Lin with one kick. It can be said that he was unyielding. In one leap, he shot out both palms, and the Confucian majesty was concentrated on both palms.
"Are you afraid?" Fang Lin shouted, his inner energy surged out, and he also shot out his palms.
ps: second update