Chapter Forty-Nine: Hand-to-Hand
Feng Cheng looked at Lin Yuanfan and said in a straight voice: "I am Dark River Feng Cheng, I don't know who Your Excellency is, why do you care about things here?"
Facing Lin Yuanfan, who is also a grandmaster, he spoke a little politely, and he couldn't feel the aura of grandmaster Xiaocheng from Lin Yuanfan, feeling that Lin Yuanfan was in the same realm as him, he was not afraid in his heart, and he was confident that there were few opponents among his peers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Lin Yuanfan turned around and said in a cold voice: "What can you do with the dark river? Who gave you such audacity to dare to hurt my friend." ”
As he spoke, the temperature around him seemed to drop by a few degrees, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.
Feng Cheng's pupils shrank, and he faintly felt as if he had underestimated the strength of this young man, his eyes rolled, he thought of something, and said in a lost voice: "Aren't you the peak of the Shen family's internal strength?"
can appear in the Shen family's compound and dare to save people, he doesn't believe that a grandmaster who doesn't know the Shen family will do this, so there is only this explanation, the person in front of him is the peak of internal strength in Yan Lang's mouth, and he has advanced to the grandmaster realm in the past few days, so it makes sense.
Thinking of the storm of divine consciousness just now, maybe this young man was promoted to the Grandmaster realm just now.
"The peak of internal strength? Yes before, not now. Lin Yuanfan had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.
The time is not early, it is just right, it can be said that it is no coincidence that the book is not written, if Lin Yuanfan appears a little later, then the Shen family will really suffer.
Hearing Lin Yuanfan's words, the flame of hope rekindled in the hearts of Shen Xiuming and Xu An.
Grandmaster, how many martial artists are extremely poor and difficult to reach in their lifetime, and tonight they saw two in their own house at once, and it is very likely that these two people will have to fight, where can ordinary people see the competition between grandmasters, which makes people's hearts beat faster.
Feng Cheng's face was not very good-looking, his luck was really bad tonight, but he was determined in his heart, thinking that since this young man was a grandmaster who had just broken through, his realm would definitely be unstable, and his strength would not be as good as his own who had been famous for many years, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
"What can you do when you enter the Grandmaster? You were already a dead man when you chose to oppose my Dark River. Feng Cheng showed a cruel smile on his face, licked his lips, and threatened: "I'll let you die less than an hour after becoming a grandmaster tonight, presumably you will regret going against us before you die, it's exciting to think about." ”
After speaking, he laughed a few times debauchedly, killing a master who has just entered the realm of a grandmaster, such an opportunity is hard to come by, let alone a seventeen-year-old young grandmaster, it can be said that it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and such a genius is going to be strangled by himself tonight, how can he not be happy.
"You want to kill me?" Lin Yuanfan sneered as if he had heard something ridiculous, and said word by word: "None of you can escape today, you all have to ...... Die. ”
Feng Cheng heard Lin Yuanfan's wild words, and a wave of anger appeared in his chest, when had he ever been threatened like this.
"Junior, you're killing yourself. He was at the peak of his momentum and ready to do it.
Wanrong, who was standing next to Shen Xiuming, looked at Lin Yuanfan nervously, very worried, and reminded him: "Lin Yuanfan, you ...... Be careful. ”
Lin Yuanfan turned around, smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "Believe me, it will be fine." ”
Being looked at by Lin Yuanfan, a blush flashed on Wanrong's face, when did she care about outsiders, or in front of so many people.
"Boy, suffer death!"
Feng Cheng's body exerted his strength, and he rushed towards Lin Yuanfan, his aura was running, and the fist in his hand was constantly accumulating, and he was extremely powerful, and he was going to kill Lin Yuanfan with a thunderous blow.
Lin Yuanfan's eyes froze, he became a little serious, and he was not afraid of Feng Ingwei who rushed over, and slowly took two steps forward.
The people behind them held their breath for a moment, their eyes wide open, wondering what kind of momentum the two grandmasters would be fighting each other.
Yan Lang was full of confidence in his uncle Feng Cheng, feeling that this battle would be a one-sided abuse, while Shen Wanrong was so worried that they couldn't do anything, so they could only pray for Lin Yuanfan silently.
Feng Cheng saw that Lin Yuanfan had no intention of evading, so he chose to fight hard, and sneered in his heart: Young people are young people, and they don't have any experience in facing enemies, how can you, a new grandmaster, be my opponent.
The speed of the grandmaster was so fast, in an instant, the two of them came to the front, and both of them bombarded out with a punch, colliding in the air, without any fancy movements, completely hard.
A huge wave of qi erupted between the two of them, spreading out, and the people around Jiao couldn't open their eyes.
Feng Cheng's expectation of Lin Yuanfan's upside-down flight did not appear, and he felt that his punch seemed to hit the iron, and it didn't have the slightest effect, and both of them took the other party's punch steadily, as if it was half a catty and eight taels, as if it was on par.
This made Feng Cheng unacceptable, thinking that he would steadily suppress Lin Yuanfan, but only after the fight did he realize that he had underestimated Lin Yuanfan's strength.
It's okay, I will use other means, it is definitely not something that this young man can comprehend now, it is still easy to kill him, Feng Cheng said in his heart.
This thought flashed through his mind, his hand movements were not slow, and he changed his moves again, and a set of very fierce fists was constantly used against Lin Yuanfan.
Xu An and Shen Xiuming couldn't see the movements clearly, they were too fast, and they both sweated for Lin Yuanfan.
But Lin Yuanfan in the field was not flustered at all, he advanced and retreated freely, attacked and defended in an orderly manner, and Feng Cheng's tricks were all taken over by him one by one.
The more Feng Cheng was beaten, the more shocked he became, he began to be a little puzzled by the strength of this young man, unlike Grandmaster Xiaocheng, who was beating a drum in his heart.
Another punch, Feng Cheng's body was hit by a backshock, and he took seven steps back before stopping, his qi and blood were surging, on the other hand, Lin Yuanfan was like an unshakable mountain, and he didn't retreat a single step.
The strength of each other has been divided.
Lin Yuanfan shook his head and sneered: "Are you so capable? ”
Feng Cheng's face turned extremely pale, he never expected that he would be forced to such a point by a young man who had just entered the Grandmaster, this has not been a thing for many years, and he understands that things will be difficult to do well tonight.
His heart was crossed, and he said fiercely: "Boy, you forced me, you are looking for death yourself, don't blame me." ”
"Oh, you still have a trick, then use it, or you won't have a chance right away. Lin Yuanfan said casually: "I've seen enough of the strength of the grandmaster, there's nothing unusual." ”
Until now, he didn't use all his strength at all, only used the same strength as Feng Cheng, and wanted to see how far Grandmaster Xiaocheng could go, and by the way, he could exercise the martial arts of his previous life, so that he could pick it up again.
"Arrogant boy, you are dying, let you see the true power of the grandmaster. ”
After saying that, Feng Cheng rushed over again, turned his right hand into a knife, and slashed diagonally in front of Lin Yuanfan.
Lin Yuanfan was about to raise his arm to block, when he suddenly noticed a strong fluctuation of aura in the air, his heart was shocked, his upper body quickly leaned back, and avoided Feng Cheng's hand knife at a very strange angle, and then took a step back, stared at Feng Cheng's right hand, and snorted coldly: "What a condensation into a sword." ”