Volume 3 Spreading Fangs Chapter 116 Opening a group of ridicule

"Excuse me, who's the boss here?"

I don't know if it's affected by the atmosphere of this scuffle, just when I was stunned, Fang Zheng, who has always been decent, actually came up with such a sentence coldly.

Before the words fell, Han Lin and Yu Sheng, who were walking with Fang Zheng, turned green at the moment.

This lord is not simple!

Fang Zheng was already big, and his voice was even louder, and under a loud shout, the melee on the martial arts arena was suddenly stagnant, and he immediately cast his eyes on it.

"Tsk..."

For a while, even Sword Sixteen, who had been wandering outside the world, couldn't help but sigh lightly at this moment......

The scene once fell into dead silence, which was weird.

"Who are you scaring about?"

There were at least a hundred pairs of eyes staring at Han Lin and the four of them, which was really uncomfortable, and Fang Zheng was immediately intimidated, but he still subconsciously said this.

"It's over. ”

Yu Sheng held his forehead again and again, and sighed with a headache. Han Lin was also slightly stunned, and stopped talking.

As for relying on Fang Zheng's nearest sword sixteen, it was even more straightforward, and at the moment, he directly kicked Fang Zheng out with a cold kick.

"Ouch! What are you kicking me for!"

Fang Zheng let out a wail, the strength of Jian Sixteen's kick was not insignificant, and it actually handed him over to kick out Zhang Xu Yuan!

"Fuck it!"

On the open-air martial arts arena, I don't know who was the first to roar, and the melee that was briefly suspended at the moment instantly kicked off again.

In an instant, the brilliance of the current source technique on the martial arts arena was surging, and the roar was endless, just a few blinks, no less than three or four people flew out, and the scene was fierce!

"Bang!"

After Fang Zheng was kicked out by Jian Sixteen, he just got up when he was hit on the back by someone.

This punch was so powerful that Rao was so burly that he almost couldn't stand it, and he was almost knocked to the ground by the hammer.

"Which one is sneaking up on Lao Tzu!"

Fang Zheng staggered forward two steps, dissolved the punch force, and said angrily at the moment.

His grandmother's, why is he still doing it?!

"Good physique, boy, come on, come on, eat grandpa's punch again!"

Before Fang Zheng could turn around, the person who had shot earlier attacked again!

He was a short young man about the same age as Fang Zheng.

This person smiled evilly, and once again punched the back of Fangzheng's neck, wanting to "invite" him to appear in the martial arts. With his strength at the peak of the eighth-order walker realm, if he left his hand to grasp the strength well, he should not hurt the life of this big man.

Bang!

Just when the short young man was about to succeed, he didn't want Fang Zheng to tilt his head slightly, and reached out with his backhand to accurately grasp the short young man's fist.

"Jungler fight, your grandfather and I haven't lost yet!"

Fang Zheng was a little annoyed, these people were a little wild.

The short young man was stunned for a moment, and he was about to withdraw his fist, but he never thought that the big man's five fingers were like the iron tongs, and under the explosion of source qi, he couldn't break it away!

"Physical cultivation?!"

The short young man only had time to ask such a sentence at the moment, that is, his body was light, and Fang Zheng dragged his arm and threw him to the other side of the open-air martial arts arena!

In terms of the way to fight, he is not very square.

"Gan! dare to hit my brother!"

When Fang Zheng threw the short young man out, he really shocked many people present, you know, although the young man is not tall, but in this melee, he is extremely fierce!

Although it was a scuffle, there were still a lot of small groups on the field, and when they saw that the people on their side were thrown out, several people who were with the short young man were red-eyed, and they all surrounded Fang Zheng.

"A few of them together, don't let them go!"

The four of them came in together, and subconsciously let the people present be divided together, and the people who came over immediately surrounded the four of them, regardless of whether they were right or not.

"Everyone, you have something to say. ”

Yu Sheng is quite helpless, what kind of trouble is this?

As for the sword sixteen on the side, he had already begun to roll up his sleeves silently.

"Damn it!"

It's all red-eyed, it's time for it, serious person, who will talk to you well?

Everyone rushed up and scattered the four of them, and Han Lin was also surrounded by three of them.

Han Lin frowned slightly, two eighth-order peak walkers, warlocks and one realm.

It's a little tricky!

As for the situation of the other three, it is not much different.

Yu Sheng's side is surrounded by three men and one woman, and the four of them are headed by the woman in green clothes, all of whom are the cultivators of the first and second realms of the warlock!

Fang Zheng's side was very simple, and directly let the three of them connect seamlessly, and they had already been beaten up in a group with just one face-to-face effort.

As for Sword Sixteen, he took the initiative to find a group of people.

It is estimated that Jian Sixteen is fourteen or fifteen years old, he is still a little lame, and no one present takes him to heart, which makes Jian Sixteen quite unhappy.

"Everyone, you and I have no grievances, even if we do it, can you explain the reason?"

Seeing that the three of them looked gearing up and eager to try, Han Lin's brows furrowed even deeper at the moment.

It seems that this battle is inevitable.

"I said brother, if you're scared, just say it, you've come to this Gu arena, is it too late to pretend at this time?"

The bald head led by the three sneered, daring to love this kid is cowardly.

"Gu Arena?"

Han Lin was stunned, what kind of Gu arena?

"We are newcomers who have just come to this Holy Soul Academy, brother, what kind of place is this Gu Arena you are talking about?"

"Gan! It's naturally a place to raise Gu! There's a lot of nonsense!"

The bald head was a little impatient, and he scolded angrily at the moment, and when he raised his hand, a palm attacked, and in an instant, the palm wind gusted, and the momentum was quite loud.

Who is not a newcomer yet!

Seeing that the bald head at the head took the lead in bullying him, the two young men from the Eighth Order Walker Realm also followed.

The strength of the three of them was not weak, and for a while, Han Lin didn't dare to resist head-on, so he had to take a phantom step and pull away a few feet away in an instant.

At that moment, Han Lin's mind moved, and he wanted to take out the blade, but it didn't work, and when his mind swept over again, he found that Fang Cun Bag had been banned by an inexplicable force at the moment, and he couldn't talk about his mind to penetrate into it anymore.

Han Lin frowned slightly, without a blade in his hand, his combat power was equivalent to being invisibly weakened a lot.

Fortunately, when I looked around, I found that the others basically didn't have blades on their bodies, and they were all fighting each other with their fists and feet.

"This kid is slippery, isn't he?"

The three of them rushed up, but they were easily avoided by Han Lin several times, and they were annoyed at the moment.

"Bu Xiao Sanyang Array!"

The bald eyes were cold, and he immediately said coldly.

At the sound of an order, the other two people instantly distanced themselves, and the three of them surrounded Han Lin in a triangular situation, and in an instant, the qi and machine were connected together, turning into a whole, and Han Lin was firmly locked in it!

It is a simplified version of the small battle formations that are common in the ranks of the army.

"You can't run, boy!"

The bald head sneered, and the spirit pattern in his hand flickered.

"Ground Lock!"

With a loud shout, the bald head shook Han Lin in the air with both hands, and the stone slab under Han Lin's feet turned into quicksand and trapped Han Lin in one hand!

Han Lin's center of gravity was unstable, and he actually fell for this bald head's trick at the moment, but when he wanted to react, it was already too late, only to see that the bald head shook his hands lightly again, and the stone slab that had turned into quicksand solidified again, grounding Han Lin in it!

"Take him!"

One of the three shouted and rushed over, no matter how slippery it was, it was just a seventh-order walker, and if he was imprisoned on his feet, he would really be incurable!

"Whew~ Forget it. ”

Han Lin sighed slightly, he couldn't fight anymore.

Just as the warrior who rushed forward swept towards Han Lin's waist with one leg, Han Lin's eyes sank slightly, and he poked out with a palm, knocking that person out more than ten feet away!

After the man knocked over the two of them along the road, he couldn't snort and fainted on the spot.

"Damn! it's physical cultivation again!"

Seeing that Han Lin knocked over his companion with one palm, the eighth-order walker who originally wanted to keep up immediately had the idea of retreating.

"Brother Han Lin, your physique is okay, how do you practice?"

Not far away, Fang Zheng, who was ravaging the three of them, saw Han Lin's powerful palm, and there was a faint sense of battle in his eyes.

"It's okay, it's a little worse than you, brother. ”

Han Lin naturally noticed Fang Zheng, he didn't think anything when he didn't see him make a move before, but now that he was fighting with people, it was difficult for Han Lin to associate him with the usual well-behaved Fang Zheng.

The three people surrounding Fang Zheng were actually suppressed by Fang Zheng alone at this moment, and it was quite difficult to resist.

When fighting, Fang Zheng is extremely confident!

Han Lin didn't mean to talk much, although the bald head in front of him didn't rush forward again, but Han Lin didn't dare to take it lightly.

Which one can enter this Holy Soul Courtyard be simple?

With a click, the source qi under Han Lin's feet exploded, cracking the slate, and Han Lin pulled his leg out of the slate.

This kid is definitely already a second-realm body cultivator!

Seeing that Han Lin was actually a well-hidden body cultivator, the bald head was immediately frightened.

"Ma Dan! Lao Tzu fought with you!"

As soon as Han Lin Fang got out of trouble, he was eyeing this bald head, with the cultivation of the bald head as a warlock, how could he not perceive Han Lin's lock, and his heart was also horizontal at the moment.

What about physical cultivation, can you still be afraid?

It's just that the bald head was just about to fight with Han Lin, but his face changed suddenly.

"You motherfuck!

The bald head immediately scolded, and he hated Han Lin quite a bit at the moment.

"Retreat!"

I saw Han Lin pinching a law with one hand, and when he opened his mouth slightly, the source qi around his body began to boil rapidly!

As soon as the word retreat came out, the sound of time was like a rolling torrent, rushing out in an instant!

Now, when Han Lin's mid-seventh-order cultivation was used to cast the Angry Divine Roar, even if he didn't use that Chaos Change, its power was quite amazing!

After all, it is the source technique of the middle grade of the spirit level!

With a bang, the bald head bore the brunt of the blow, and at that moment, he only had time to protect his body with source qi, and he flew out upside down like a cannonball!

Although Han Lin tried his best to restrain the power of the angry roar, he still hurt the bald head a lot.

The master of the Warlock Heavy Realm fell to the ground at the touch of a button, and when he saw this, where did the remaining eighth-order walker dare to step forward to provoke Han Lin, he immediately withdrew from the old distance.

"You, let's die for my mother!"

Just as Han Lin cleaned up the bald three, a woman's angry cry came from Yu Sheng's side, and he was faintly angry.

"Yuanyang finger!"

In an instant, the spirit pattern of the woman's fingertips bloomed, and the finger strength came out of her body and turned into a phantom shadow, pointing directly at Yu Sheng's shoulder!

The four people who fought fiercely with Yu Sheng had already been put down by him, and only the woman in Tsing Yi who was the leader was still fighting with Yu Sheng.

That woman is also a cultivator of the Warlock Dual Realm, which is comparable to the Yusheng Realm, and it seems to be a little comparable at the moment.

"This girl, your style of play is not ladylike at all, it was really unintentional when you made a move, not to take advantage of you intentionally!"

When Yu Sheng realized that something was wrong, he also had a headache, but he explained it at the moment, I was afraid that it was meaningless, but before the words fell, the finger was even more blazing!

The woman's ears were red, and she bit her jade lip.

"You'd better die!"