A palm slap out.

The strength is not great, and it doesn't take too much effort to deal with ordinary people like Zhao Yishan.

The speed is not fast, Lin Fan just wants to see Zhao Yishan, the panicked look that he can't calm down when death comes, which also makes him understand the importance of life, and he is tortured.

"Boom"

Lin Fan slapped it with a palm, bursting out with a monstrous light.

"Who?"

Lin Fan was shocked, at a critical moment, someone actually took action to save Zhao Yishan's life, and with a slap of the slapp, it hit a piece of rotten wood and collided together.

The six senses that had been restored as before, quickly locked the cemetery, and found a few people, restrained in spirit, but they were connoisseurs, and they were coming here from afar.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, dealing with a powerless student, your killing surname is too heavy!" There was still a distance of more than ten meters, and a voice came.

Zhao Yishan suddenly opened his eyes and looked over.

The person who came was none other than one of the people who promised to pay him a bonus of 200,000 yuan -- Wang Lin, who was dressed in a strong suit, followed by a few imposing strong men, and walked over slowly, acting like a famous and decent disciple, specializing in promoting good and eliminating evil.

Lin Fan also looked over, and of course he also noticed Wang Lin.

It can be seen that there are several people who come, led by Wang Lin, and looking at Wang Lin's dress and dress, as well as the eyes that look at Zhao Yishan, it doesn't look like it's passing here, but it looks like it's premeditated.

"How do you know that I am dealing with him, and not him against me?" Lin Fan pretended not to know and asked coldly.

Wang Lin laughed and pointed at Lin Fan, "We Mingren don't do dark things, why bother going around in circles, you are a practitioner, this little brother is powerless, he can deal with you?" ”

The implication of his words was that Lin Fan used force to kill Zhao Yishan, directly ignoring the injury on Lin Fan's back, as well as the clothes that had been stained red with blood.

Lin Fan understood that the one who came was not good, and the good person did not come, so he said coldly: "I just want to kill him, so what are you going to do?" ”

"Then I'm going to eliminate evil for the rivers and lakes!"

Wang Lin directly showed the weapon in his hand, but it was a black iron rod, the black light was shining, the floating dragon was carved on it, and the wrist shook the stick flower, the dragon on the stick was like a living thing, lifelike, and it was a good weapon at a glance.

"Please!"

Lin Fan didn't want to say more, and the Ascending Evil Sword was in his hand.

The quaint Ascending Evil Sword pointed obliquely at the ground, like a chivalrous man, but the killing intent in his eyes made the hearts of the people present chill, and Zhao Yishan on the side trembled even more, and several strong men who came with Wang Lin were also full of strength to resolve the chill.

"Fanatics still dare to be arrogant, see how I clean you up!"

Wang Lin was already belligerent, and after only saying a few words according to Han Li's explanation, he had already impatiently killed him with a stick.

Before the person arrived, the momentum was sufficient, the stick was like a spear, in his hand, lightly flipped, like a dragon swimming in the river, carrying the wind from all sides, whirring straight towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't dare to be careless, the sword of the ascension sword shook, and a sword light rose, colliding with the rushing long stick, crackling, loud, like a firecracker, and the light that came out of the collision illuminated the entire cemetery.

As soon as they fought, the swords and sticks intersected, and they fought for dozens of rounds, but they were comparable.

When the fierce battle was fierce, I never thought that Wang Lin didn't seem to respond in a timely manner, and was attacked by the Ascending Evil Sword, almost cutting the front door, Yu Chang Stick flicked it, and ran towards Lin Fan's face door.

The stick has not yet arrived, the stick carries Wang Lin's strength, with the sound of the wind, whirring, in the dark night, the wind blows his ears, Lin Fan's pupils shrank, only to see the dragon on the stick, as if alive, opened his mouth and roared, as if he was going to swallow him into his stomach, the momentum was monstrous, and he could not directly seize the front.

Lin Fan was frightened, the evil sword in his hand, the sword was swallowed, and suddenly a sword stabbed out, the light was sheng, but it was blocked with his own true qi, and collided with the running long stick in one place, and suddenly the wind was blowing, Lin Fan took a few steps to reduce the power of the long stick, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Who knows, just when he was relieved, Wang Sen, who was fleeing in the wilderness, killed him silently, with a rifle and a fist, and hit him silently.

The strength was not large, but it made Lin Fan frightened, if this punch came over, he would definitely not be able to stand it.

It's just that his moves are old, and he retreats one after another, and there is no room for maneuver, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the true qi of the body protection suddenly burst out.

At the same time, the fist also hit and collided together.

"Po"

A muffled sound came, and the true qi of the body protection was broken, and Wang Lin also spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Lin Fan in a daze.

Lin Fan was surprised, and couldn't believe that there were still people in this world who could break his protective true qi with just a pair of fists, and they also forced themselves to retreat one after another.

And Wang Lin, who vomited blood, was terrified in his heart, even more than Lin Fan.

He looked at Lin Fan who was calm, and he couldn't believe that Lin Fan's strength had reached such a terrifying point.

His fists, although silent, compared with the gorgeous and powerful long stick, the momentum is much smaller, but the strength angle and accuracy are better than the long stick, this is also his Wang Lin's favorite move, and it is also the strongest attack move, especially with the long stick raid, killing the opponent a horse pistol, almost a hundred battles, never met the opponent.

But in the two moves just now, the attack was perfectly coordinated, and it also caught Lin Fan off guard, but the result was that he vomited blood by himself, and Lin Fan took a few steps back to defuse his attack.

"It's really as good as it was rumored, come again!"

The belligerent factor in Wang Lin's bones was stimulated, and he attacked with a wipe of blood on his mouth.

Lin Fan was stunned in his heart, he didn't know what Wang Lin's words meant, but he also responded to the enemy calmly, and he didn't dare to think about using it.

In terms of martial arts alone, this Wang Mu is afraid that he is the strongest opponent since Lin Fan's debut, if he hadn't cultivated the Taixuan Wuji Sutra, I believe he would be defeated soon.

"Huh"

The sword flung out, repelling one of Wang Lin's attacks.

Immediately after that, another sword attack attacked Wang Lin, and the speed was so fast that it reached him almost in the blink of an eye.

Wang Lin didn't expect that Lin Fan could stimulate the sword qi at will, and the sword qi was like a mang, and the momentum was like a monstrous sky, holding the black iron long stick, and he fought fiercely with the sword mang.

"It turns out that he is just a martial arts master in the world!"

Seeing Wang Lin's movement and transfer, as well as the moves, Lin Fan was relieved.

He used his spiritual power to control the Ascending Evil Sword, and forced Wang Lin to use his housekeeping skills again and again, but at the same time, he also saw Wang Lin's true background, and he was not a master outside the world.

Wang Lin's momentum was fierce, he once thought that Wang Lin was the same as him, he had cultivated some strange exercises, and he had already transcended the world, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Can you tell me what's going on today?"

In a short period of time, dozens of swords and swords, like a net from heaven and earth, locked Wang Lin in a small space, he was tired of responding, and Lin Fan was like an audience watching the beast fight, he was comfortable outside, and asked coldly.

Wang Lin danced the long stick, and the stick flowers protected the surroundings like rain, and swirled with the dozens of swords that shot out, but did not fall into the downwind, and took the time to be cold

said: "The road sword is uneven, it is the duty of the people in the rivers and lakes, that's all!" ”

"Don't say it?"

Lin Fan smiled coldly.

The thought of the mind stirred up the fire beads in the body.

The power of fire in the bead, along Lin Fan's meridians, through the hand holding the sword, flowed into the Ascending Evil Sword, the long sword shook, and a red sword shot out, and the entire grave pile fell into a terrible high temperature, and in an instant, the temperature seemed to be ten degrees higher, and some dry dead branches and rotten leaves were almost about to burn.

Wang Lin's heart was blocked, and when the red sword light rose, he had an ominous premonition, and just as he was about to deal with it, the sword light with high temperature enveloped him entirely.

The ultra-high temperature created a relatively closed space, Wang Sen was locked in the space, subjected to the high temperature scorching, sweat flowed, and the first class was out of the body, it was transpired into water vapor, and a wisp of white smoke came out.

Lin Fan looked coldly at the people around him, the dumbfounded Zhao Yishan, and the sturdy men brought by Wang Lin.

When they saw Wang Lin in crisis, they remained immovable, and they had no intention of rescuing them, as if Wang Lin was their enemy, not their leader.

Lin Fan frowned, and suddenly looked at Wang Lin who was shrouded by the sword.

Still in the sword, but without the imaginary struggle, he was calm and did not have any superfluous movements.

"Really?"

Lin Fan was startled and began to sense everything that happened in the sword.

The power of induction reached out, stretched out into the sword, and found that Wang Lin was sitting cross-legged in the sword, his eyes closed, and the sweat kept flowing out, but his whole person was very peaceful.

Moreover, Wang Lin had strange handprints, and the tiny hairs on his skin were also like wind tunnels, tightening and shrinking, as if he was breathing, and the sound was very loud, and Lin Fan could clearly detect it.

With the breathing of Wang Lin's pores, Lin Fan suddenly found that the red high-temperature sword was rapidly passing the temperature, where the high-temperature energy was disappearing at a terrifying speed, and finally flowed into Wang Lin's body, and Wang Lin, who was originally consumed by his strength, was full of energy at this time, and his combat effectiveness was even more vigorous.

"Huo belongs to the surname of the exercises, and it has fulfilled you!"

Lin Fan's expression was gloomy, his long sword shook, and he didn't continue to attack.

With the power of the Fire Bead, Wang Lin could not be helpless at all, but it might become an excellent source of energy for his cultivation.

"Good pure energy." Wang Lin stood up, looked at Lin Fan greedily and eagerly, and said, "Hand over your things, things between us can still be good!" ”

Lin Fan frowned, he didn't expect that at this moment, this guy would still have the idea of grabbing the treasure, suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "What if I don't hand it over?" ”

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

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