Chapter 12: The Existence of Terror
"Did you find it?" Outside Motozawa High School, a Maserati slowly stopped at the door.
"Report to the boss, the news is right, that miracle doctor Li Yuehong is living in seclusion in this small school and is working as a school doctor. ”
"Good!" a long-haired man stepped out of the car.
I saw that he had a majestic figure, a bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, like a Greek sculpture, and dark and deep ice eyes, which looked wild and uninhibited, evil and sexy.
He took a step, his black trench coat fluttering in the wind.
It's been five years, and she has really done everything to avoid getting engaged to herself.
Now, I've finally found you.
I didn't expect that in order to avoid me, you stooped over to be a school doctor in such a garbage school.
I'm sorry for you, my Hong'er.
"This time, even if I can't get you, I'm going to destroy you with my own hands. The man smiled wickedly, and his gaze darkened.
The security guard at the door subconsciously shivered, and the feeling that this man gave him was really terrifying.
"Classmate, where is the infirmary?" the female student who happened to pass by was stopped by the man.
"On the first floor of the second school building. The student pointed to the building.
"Thank you. The voice dissipated, and the man disappeared in place.
"What about people?" the schoolgirl rubbed her eyes, and there was no one in front of her.
"I must have read too many books and was dazzled. She explained herself and walked out of the school gate.
As everyone knows, on the campus, a figure is flying like an eagle.
"My little heart, we are going to meet again, I really want to look forward to what kind of expression you will have when you see me. ”
Outside the infirmary, Zhang Fan stood with his hands in his hands.
Now that three hours have passed, the remaining two hours are expected to be no problem.
For him, the only people who come to the infirmary during this time are injured or have minor illnesses, and they just need to be driven away.
What he didn't expect was that a gust of wind suddenly blew in front of him, and his hair was blown to the left, covering his left eye.
Zhang Fan's eyes flickered, and a majestic man wearing a black windbreaker and stepping on jeans appeared in front of him.
"Hello, classmate, is the infirmary here?"
Zhang Fan shook his hair, shook his head and said, "No, the infirmary is upstairs." ”
The man groaned and disappeared again.
"It's so strong, this man is definitely not an idle person. Zhang Fan glanced at the infirmary sign above that was covered by his own cloth and breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, classmate, the classmate upstairs told me that the infirmary is here. The man came before he could be heard, and in a few minutes he came back.
Zhang Fan's right eye beat violently, and an ominous feeling arose.
The cloth on the tag was blown open by a wave of air, revealing three large characters in the infirmary.
"Boy, you're lying to me!" the man grimaced, "You're playing with fire, you know?"
Zhang Fan realized his appearance and said expressionlessly: "That's right, playing with fire and wetting the bed, but I haven't wetted the bed since I was seven years old." ”
As he spoke, Zhang Fan raised his middle finger and said arrogantly: "So, you are not a fire." ”
The bland tone exploded in the man's heart.
The man resisted the urge to move, "Then you say, what am I?"
"When I was a kid, I loved to play with dogs. The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth hooked up a hint of mockery.
As soon as the words fell, a stormy offensive swept in.
Zhang Fan suddenly took out his sword, and all the man's fists and feet were blocked and taken by him.
The wooden sword even produced a little crack under the attack.
"Bang!" the man accidentally broke the trash can in the aisle.
"My Hong'er, I'll be looking for you right away. The man's bloodshot eyes widened and he smiled maniacally.
Li Yuehong in the infirmary opened her eyes suddenly.
"It's him!" she felt terrified as she heard the familiar voice again.
This devil-like man, Liu Wuxiang.
Torture yourself all the time.
In order to force herself to marry him, she broke a leg of everyone in her family.
If it hadn't been for my younger brother to inform me in advance to escape, I am afraid that two years ago, I would have fallen into his hands.
"I'll come to you when I've dealt with this scum in front of me. The man said to himself.
Zhang Fan put down the wooden sword and asked, "Are you here to find Teacher Li?"
"What else do you want to play? Liu Wuxiang slowly narrowed his eagle eyes.
"Teacher Li went to the cafeteria to eat, if you don't believe it, you can go and have a look. Zhang Fan said calmly.
"Oh, then why are you staying here?" Liu Wuxiang was not a fool, so he naturally knew that Zhang Fan was slandering him.
Zhang Fan stretched, "You don't believe it?"
"Why should I believe it, just kick you in and I'll be able to go in and have a look. Liu Wuxiang could see that this kid was probably not an ordinary man, so he didn't act rashly.
can last a minute under his own hands, there are no more than two kinds of people, the outer master of horizontal training, and the inner master of qi training.
And he concluded that Zhang Fan was a master of foreign horizontal training.
"So, you just don't believe it?" Zhang Fan deliberately delayed time, just now he was sending true qi to Yan Qingxue, his body was now empty, and he was not Liu Wuxiang's opponent at all.
"Don't talk nonsense, if you have a clear conscience, then open the door and show me, if not, I will naturally leave. Liu Wuxiang obviously didn't want to waste any more time.
"No, my girlfriend is taking a shower inside and can't open the door. Zhang Fan casually pulled a calf.
"Do you think I'm really easy to deceive?
"Xiaoxue, have you washed it well?" Zhang Fan pretended to be calm and called inside.
Li Yuehong listened to the conversation outside the door, and she knew that Zhang Fan was planning to deceive Liu Wuxiang.
She cleared her throat and made a smack, "Not yet, you're waiting." ”
At this time, Liu Wuxiang was stunned.
Is there really anyone bathing in it?
Even Zhang Fan was stunned, is this still his own Teacher Li?
However, it seems that Li Yuehong also knows the situation outside, and this man is obviously running for her.
"I don't want to embarrass you, I'll let you in when my girlfriend is washed, or you can look elsewhere now. Zhang Fan said indifferently.
Liu Wuxiang was stunned for a moment, covered his face and laughed: "My Hong'er, I can hear your voice even if I have my ears behind it! You, don't try to escape from my palm!"
Zhang Fan secretly said that it was not good, he heard it?
"Boy, I'm going to kill you. Liu Wuxiang slammed his fist into the wall.
The dust shook off, and there was a shallow fist mark on the wall.
Zhang Fan was stupid, he didn't do anything to himself, but the target was the wall, and his purpose was to make a sound.
Li Yuehong was scared, and shouted out of the door: "Zhang Fan, you go quickly, leave me alone." ”
The smile on Liu Wuxiang's face froze, it was just a little temptation just now.
Sure enough, Li Yuehong was forced out.
Her fear of him is unforgettable.
Zhang Fan also saw something strange, it turned out that Liu Wuxiang didn't mean to be himself, just a wave of temptation, and Li Yuehong was directly exposed.
It can be seen that this person is very deep in the city.
"Still trying to lie to me?" Liu Wuxiang clenched his fists and sneered.
Zhang Fan stopped recovering and said helplessly, "That's it, that's it, let's do it." ”
"Brush!"
Zhang Fan's sword was the first to stab out, and the sharp sword blade slammed into his face, and Liu Wuxiang's face was painful.
At the moment when the sword blade was about to land on Liu Wuxiang's chest, the latter moved half a step vertically, and his figure brushed against Zhang Fan.
"How come?!" Zhang Fan even saw the evil smile on the corner of Liu Wuxiang's mouth.
"Fu Tuo Palm!" After staggering his figure, Liu Wuxiang's palm was full of true qi, so thick that the pure color true qi that was visible to the naked eye poured out.
A furious aura greeted him.
"Whew-"
The palm wind was howling, and it was like an extremely cold chill spreading on Zhang Fan's body.
Liu Wuxiang's big palm slapped down, and Zhang Fan's shirt was torn inch by inch in an instant.
Lean muscles are exposed to air.
After two breaths, Zhang Fan's throat was sweet, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.
The palm print on the back is clearly visible, and it enters the flesh for three points.
"It's a pity, you're just a master of external horizontal training, if it's an internal master, I really don't dare to do it. Liu Wuxiang pretended to regret.
"Is this strength enough!" Zhang Fan wiped the blood from his mouth, and his fighting spirit was high.
A light drink shook in Zhang Fan's heart, and at this moment, he slashed out his sword strongly, and the violent aura continued to diffuse.
The oblique blade of the sword slashed out, and it seemed that it would not hit no matter what, but while Liu Wuxiang dodged, the sword body flexibly changed its trajectory and hit the latter's hand impartially.
Liu Wuxiang screamed miserably, and the bones of his hand were completely shattered with a click.
His left hand was directly abolished by a blow.
Liu Wuxiang held back the pain and roared.
"Tiger claw!" his right hand made a claw-shaped, like a bamboo, like a tiger descending from a mountain.
The magnitude of the assault was suffocating.
Zhang Fan was calm and calm, and his hand made the wooden sword take advantage of the situation to take the next blow.
The small sword body roared into the ground, and Zhang Fan used the sword style in one hand, unloading Liu Wuxiang's wild power and introducing it to the ground.
Where the wooden sword was inserted into the ground, the ground shattered slightly.
"How come!?" Liu Wuxiang was stunned.
This blow hit him with eight successes, and he was skillfully defused by the other party.
Zhang Fan shook his sword and shook Liu Wuxiang's claws, and then used a dazzling sword technique.
He didn't expect that Zhang Fan was also a master of the inner family.
The inner family and the outer family are divided into qiji, incarnation, nurture, congenital, and grandmaster.
And Liu Wuxiang's strength is as high as the pinnacle of integration.
Years of hard training have allowed Liu Wuxiang to overcome the peak masters of the same level.
But Zhang Fan is a freak, obviously his strength is not strong, only in the realm of qiji.
It is inseparable from his own inextricable swordsmanship with his own superb swordsmanship.
Exchanging injuries for injuries, in his opinion, is his own loss.
Zhang Fan's sword was fast and accurate, and when the fireworks burst out, more than two hundred swords were hit all over his body.
The sword slash, which was not powerful, fell all over Liu Wuxiang's body again and again.
The cumulative damage burst out in an instant.
Ordinary swordsmanship even gave birth to flames, and the effect of burning wounds was remarkable.
Liu Wuxiang screamed, and his body was burned by sword qi everywhere.
He only felt that the qi and blood in his body were tumbling violently, and a mouthful of old blood spit on the ground violently, and plum blossoms splashed everywhere.
"But that's it. Zhang Fan blew out the smoke on the sword and said disdainfully.
And Liu Wuxiang's long hair was messy, his whole body was burned black, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he didn't look embarrassed.
"Good boy, you've me off. Liu Wuxiang took out a black bottle from the file.
Zhang Fan fixed his eyes, and Liu Wuxiang swallowed a pill the size of his thumb.
"Break it for me!" His aura was rising at this moment, and in an instant, he broke through the realm of transformation and stepped into the day after tomorrow!
A black light flashed in Liu Wuxiang's eyes, "Are you ready to die?"