"You won't believe these words!" Lang Fanyuan's eyes were like high-powered microscopes in an advanced laboratory, seeing through Lin Kunyan from his bones, making him creepy and terrifying.

"It's useless to talk too much! I'm not the kind of person to declare righteousness, but I still hope that this matter will start with me and end with me! Even if I die today, I still want to ask you to let them go. No matter what kind of conspiracy there is, they are just pawn-like ants and can't change anything. As far as I know of you, you should be a higher-level person, and you should have a higher vision!" Lin Kunyan said calmly, at this moment there were no other distracting thoughts in his heart, and there was no wave in the ancient well. He believed that Lang Fanyuan would agree to his request, because when he appeared, his attention had never left Lin Kunyan's body. This shows that Lang Fanyuan regards himself as his opponent, which is a kind of respect and recognition for him. Under such circumstances, he believed that these were not issues of principle, and Lang Fanyuan would definitely agree.

The silence of this space was terrifying, and it seemed that even the wind had been hidden in the distance, silent. Everyone behind Lin Kunkun didn't speak, even the most impulsive Liu Shijie. They knew that this was the home of the two people standing proudly in front of them, and no one could change this fact.

Lei Hanzhu, Liu Suifeng, Liu Shijie, and Long Dingsheng's eyes stared at Lang Fanyuan motionlessly. It was as if he wanted to engrave his image deeply in his mind. They knew that they couldn't participate in this battle, but they could keep each other firmly in mind, if Lin Kunyan had any strengths and weaknesses today. Revenge is the highest rule of action for the rest of their lives.

"Okay!" As Lin Kunyan expected, Lang Fanyuan replied very simply, without a little hesitation, maybe these people really didn't have much value in his eyes.

"This is his nature!" the Bull Demon King thought in his heart, Lin Kunyan's figure gradually overlapped with several figures in his heart......

Lang Fanyuan's speed was very fast, and it seemed to be faster than the speed of the light. There was no warning of his move, and Lin Kunyan hurriedly met the enemy. Just the first move threw his body out, and his body squeaked, and he seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

In mid-air, Lin Kun Zhenyuan was put away, and a reversal stabilized his body. Before he could fully land, with a light tap of his toes, his body shot straight towards Lang Fanyuan. Facing each other to meet the pursuing Lang Fanyuan, his fists and feet intersected, and there was a crackling sound in mid-air. Where they clashed, the wind danced, and the turf and sand on the ground were swept into the air, enveloping their bodies entirely.

At the beginning of the storm, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing the two tall figures inside. They stood facing each other, with a distance of about a meter in between, and both of them stood with their hands tied, smiling at each other.

"Poof......" A mouthful of thick blood spurted out of Lin Kunyan's mouth, and his pale and somewhat blue face became rosy again.

"If that's the only way, then it's over!" Lang Fanyuan said, a little elated and disappointed.

"It's rare to have a master sparring partner like you, how could I fall down so quickly?" It seemed that the blood was an old wound that was stuck between Lin Kunyan's chest, and after spitting it out, Lin Kunyan's momentum suddenly increased.

Feeling the difference between Lin Kunkun, Lang Fanyuan's eyes instantly lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth began to bring emotion.

Lin Kunyan felt that the true yuan in his body had never flowed so smoothly and quickly as it was now, and he really felt the breath of death from Lang Fanyuan's body, which also aroused the rebellious psychology in his heart. Death is death, it's a big deal that twenty years later, he will be a good man, and at this moment, it is better to have a hearty battle to commemorate the bloody wind and rain of his life.

There were no turbulent waves, no turbulent waves, Lin Kunyan's body seemed to condense at this moment, and the gaseous air on his face also turned into a solid state, trapped by his side.

"Drink ......" roared, and Lin Kunyan's right fist slowly passed towards Lang Fanyuan's body. There is no sound of breaking the sky after the perfect fusion of speed and power, and there is no magnificent wave of wind moving with the clouds, as if Lin Kunyan has lost all his cultivation at this time. Stubbornly resistant, his fluttering fists can't deal even the slightest damage to his enemies.

Lang Fanyuan, who was facing Lin Kunkun, didn't think so, Lin Kunkun's punch had already made him feel majestic, and if he resisted this punch, he would definitely be injured. This was an ethereal feeling, but Lang Fanyuan was convinced of his feelings. But he doesn't dodge, and his dignity doesn't allow him to dodge.

The same raised his hand and handed over his fist, and met Lin Kunyan's fist. The fists were handed over, and there was no sound, as if the two were playing tricks on the stage.

One punch was followed by another punch, and another punch. Their speed is getting faster and faster, and the expressions on their faces are getting more and more cheerful, and they are fighting like real men when they meet their opponents. There was no sound, their bodies flickering. After a while, no one could see their bodies clearly, only two body-like phantoms could be vaguely seen separating and merging in mid-air.

This lasted for a few minutes, and after a fight, their bodies appeared in two directions. When Lang Fanyuan appeared, in addition to the sleeves that had been broken before, there was a lot of damage on his body. And Lin Kunyan didn't stand still at all, and when he fell to the ground, he quickly took more than ten steps backwards behind him before stopping.

Compared with Lang Fanyuan, he is even more unbearable. The clothes on his body no longer have a complete place, except for being able to cover the key positions, the clothes have lost their proper function. Not only the corners of the mouth, but also the nostrils and ear sockets kept blood slowly oozing out...... The high and low are immediate.

"You're very good!" Lang Fanyuan said. Everyone can hear that this is sincere, and there is a feeling of appreciation and sympathy. "It's a pity! we'll never be friends, so I'm going to be cruel to you today!"

"Hehe......" Lin Kunyan grinned, smiling very reluctantly, his facial muscles had lost their senses, "I think so too! Come on! Use your most powerful strength to let me feel it! This victory or defeat has not yet reached the end, and the conclusion has not yet been determined!"

"As you wish!" Lang Fanyuan knew very well in his heart that his last move was to send Lin Kunyan into hell. He did not hold back, and this is the best tribute to the enemies he respects......

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(Tianjin)