"You said, I'm going to sit down then, but your severed head, not a living head!" Lin Yiran said coldly, and then slowly walked outside the restaurant. Look at 1 gross 2 lines 3 Chinese net

"You have to have that ability!" Seeing that his little trick was exposed, Zhang Panlong was stunned for a moment, then laughed, rushed to the front of Lin Yiran, pushed away the onlookers, and walked out of the door first.

He is very face-saving, and even when he walks, he has to be one step ahead of his opponent.

"Yiran, little brother, don't go to compete with Zhang Panlong, I'll solve it. When Lin Yiran walked to the counter, Qiu Liu grabbed Lin Yiran.

Zhang Panlong's strength, Qiu Liu knows, although she has not seen Lin Yiran's real strength with her own eyes, but she also knows that the other party is only the strength of the early stage of the suspension realm, and against Zhang Panlong, whose strength is one level higher than him, where is the chance of winning.

And Zhang Panlong is still the kind of person who doesn't know how to make a move, if Lin Yiran loses in his hands, he will definitely suffer a lot.

"It's okay, Sister Akiyanagi. Lin Yiran smiled calmly, pulled Qiu Liu's hand away, patted her on the shoulder, and continued to walk outside the restaurant.

Qiu Liu originally wanted to say something, but when she saw Lin Yiran's calm smile just now, she still took the words back. If she could, she also wanted to go to the scene to take a look, and if Lin Yiran was in any danger, she would stop it, but now Shangguan Siyu was helping Liu Ming get rid of the poison, and she didn't feel at ease if Fang Xiaoyun was left alone to watch.

Qiu Liu could only pray silently for Lin Yiran in her heart.

When Lin Yiran walked through the crowd of onlookers, he felt the compassionate gaze cast by those people, and heard some people's sighs and sighs.

However, Lin Yiran didn't care, even if Zhang Panlong regretted it now, he wouldn't let the other party go, because Zhang Panlong was so annoying that he actually came to make trouble at the most critical time for his senior brother.

If you don't teach Zhang Panlong a good lesson, Lin Yiran will never swallow this breath!

Walking out of the restaurant, Zhang Panlong was already waiting in mid-air with his sword. Seeing Lin Yiran come out, Zhang Panlong made a provocative gesture, and then flew out of the city.

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In an open place outside Tianhang City, Lin Yiran and Zhang Panlong stood opposite each other, surrounded by people who came to see the excitement.

The onlookers not only had people who had just watched the excitement in Tianzui Building, but also those who were pulled by those people to watch the excitement.

People who love to watch the excitement will always have some friends who like to watch the excitement, and when there is a excitement to watch, they will never forget their friends.

In their consciousness, the so-called sharing of blessings means that if there is excitement, they should watch it together.

"Qiuliu's little concubine, don't say that I bullied you, the way of fighting is up to you, and besides, I'll let you make ten moves!" Zhang Panlong took a condescending posture and shamelessly "let" Lin Yiran.

"The sword has no eyes, so let's fight with our bare hands. However, let me make ten moves, and I don't have to. Lin Yiran said lightly, compared to the battle of the imperial object, he is better at hand-to-hand combat, at this time he just wants to return to the Tianzui Building as soon as possible and guard Liu Ming, so he wants to fight quickly.

Zhang Panlong's words reminded Lin Yiran of an equally brazen person - Feng Xinglan.

And this person who is as brazen as Zhang Panlong has been burned clean by Lin Yiran, and only a white bone remains.

"Okay, it's up to you!" Zhang Panlong laughed, he thought that Lin Yiran proposed to fight with his bare hands because he was afraid of death, and instantly became even more proud.

As soon as Zhang Panlong's words fell, Lin Yiran almost took the shapeshifting and image change to the extreme, and slapped the earth-splitting dragon into Zhang Panlong's chest.

Facing an opponent whose spiritual realm was one level higher than his own, Lin Yiran did not dare to take it lightly.

Zhang Panlong grinned toothily and easily dodged Lin Yiran's attack.

Although Lin Yiran's speed is fast, it is also relative to people of the same level, Zhang Panlong's spiritual realm is one level higher than him, so it is naturally easy to look at Qinglin Yiran's figure.

After Zhang Panlong dodged Lin Yiran's attack, he punched Lin Yiran's head.

Seeing that Zhang Panlong was so ruthless as soon as he made a move, Lin Yiran secretly cursed "bastard" in his heart, and then bowed down to dodge Zhang Panlong's punch.

For a while, the two had a back and forth, and neither of them could hurt the other.

Although Zhang Panlong could see Lin Yiran's figure clearly, his movements could not keep up with the other party's movements.

Although Lin Yiran's movements were fast, he was also clearly seen by Zhang Panlong, so he did not achieve any results.

It wasn't until Lin Yiran used the Earth Splitting Dragon to break through and launch an offensive that Zhang Panlong finally seized the opportunity and punched Lin Yiran in the palm of his hand.

Each palm and punch contain their own spiritual power, and at the moment when the fists and palms collide, the battlefield is full of wind and sand, making the onlookers unable to open their eyes.

When they opened their eyes, a large pit several feet wide appeared in front of them, and everyone unconsciously marveled in their hearts.

After the confrontation just now, Lin Yiran felt that the breath in his body was messy for a while, but after secretly running the meditation technique twice, the breath stabilized.

On the other hand, Zhang Panlong, who was on the opposite side, his chest was still rising and falling, and he obviously had the upper hand in the confrontation just now.

Lin Yiran knew that this was the result of transplanting the heart of the Shenlong Clan.

The heart veins of the Divine Dragon Clan are even stronger, allowing Delin Yiran to exert more powerful power, but it also consumes a lot of Lin Yiran's spiritual energy.

He could feel that if he had a few more encounters like this, his aura would dry up, so he was even more determined to fight quickly.

As for Zhang Panlong, he looked at the young man opposite in disbelief - it was clear that the other party's spiritual realm was one level lower than his own, but why did he have the upper hand in the all-out confrontation?

Could it be that the other party used some secret treasure? But he has been observing the other party, and the other party does not seem to have used a secret treasure.

With all kinds of doubts, Zhang Panlong knew that he had hit a hard board, so he decided not to underestimate the other party anymore, and he must use all his strength.

At this time, no matter how much Zhang Panlong looked down on people whose spiritual realm was lower than himself, he knew that if he didn't put away his contempt for the enemy, he would end up defeated sooner or later.

"Good boy, you forced me, I want to make your mastery - Burning Flame Fist!" Zhang Panlong's expression became serious, his physical attribute belonged to fire, and after entering the Flying Feather Pavilion, the pavilion master Feng Yangcheng's fire control technique - Burning Flame Fist.

For many years, he has not only become an elite disciple of the Flying Feather Pavilion by relying on the Burning Flame Fist, but also is unrivaled among the opponents of the Hanging Realm and the Spirit Realm.

"If you can let me Zhang Panlong use the Burning Flame Fist, you kid is not bad!" Zhang Panlong said secretly in his heart.

The reason why Zhang Panlong moved out of the Flying Feather Pavilion was because he wanted to use the Flying Feather Pavilion to suppress the opponent and win the opponent first in terms of momentum.