He had a chance to catch the little girl and kill it in an instant, however, he didn't do that.

There was only one reason, and he disdained.

For a master, killing someone who is powerless and destined to be no threat is just a waste of time.

"Who are you, a master of this level, how can you be an assassin?" Lin Fan asked, the purpose was just to delay time and give himself time to recover.

He was wounded, his chest ached so badly that if he faced the enemy at once, he would be dead.

Fortunately, the middle-aged driver on the opposite side was very confident, and he felt that he was sure to win, so he clearly saw Lin Fan's intentions, but he didn't stop it.

smiled softly and replied with coldness: "How can you live in this world carefree in the Great Japanese Empire!" ”

"Japanese?" Lin Fan was stunned, then spit out a mouthful of spit, and said fiercely: "You little devils, you really kill endlessly, get a batch, and come again!" ”

"There is no future, today you are going to hell to be the companion of evil spirits!"

The middle-aged driver looked up at the sky, like an ancient executioner, who seemed to think that the weather was suitable, and wanted to behead people and take people's lives.

Fast, very fast, the middle-aged driver's speed is definitely strong, and it is the fastest one Lin Fan has ever seen.

He only felt a flicker in front of his eyes, and the attack came again.

Or a fist, tearing through the air, as if mocking itself.

Lin Fan was furious, extremely angry, and punched with all his true qi again, and slammed it on.

He was gambling again, he was betting that he would be able to explode at extreme speed, even though it could not be compared to the middle-aged waiting for an opportunity. But wait for work. There is a 50% chance.

"Bang!"

Bet right. His fists caught up, and the two fists were like a bang, like two large trucks colliding.

The invisible aura spread, and the weeds near the highway leaned back in unison as if they had encountered a hurricane.

"But that's it!"

Lin Fan, who took two steps back, hid his right hand behind his back, looking at the middle-aged man who was not moving at all. The corners of his mouth were filled with a disdainful smile.

"Huaxia people are dead ducks with hard mouths!"

This Japanese assassin is an unborn master in Japan, and he has enough experience in dealing with enemies, so he can't see Lin Fan's state at the moment, and his expression is full of ridicule.

"If it's not a hard mouth, then try again!"

Lin Fan did not retreat but advanced, his right hand, which was shattered by bones, was raised again, ignoring the sharp pain like a heart, and clenched his fist again.

Really. As soon as he saw Lin Fan rushing over, he was a Japanese assassin who was confident enough. Instead, doubts arose in my heart.

He didn't choose to take it hard, turned around slightly, and dodged the blow.

In a collision like the one just now, although he had the upper hand, the inner house must have also been shaken a little.

Even if the shock didn't hurt him, it would make him quite uncomfortable.

To use an analogy, a person who can't ride in a car will always feel a little uncomfortable when he bumps and bumps in the car.

This is the case of the Japanese Assassin today, he is too good to himself, and because of this, he was found an opportunity by Lin Fan, who did not want to die.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Japanese assassin dodged, Lin Fan turned on his toes, turned around with the power of the forward rush, did not stop at all, the soles of his feet seemed to be anointed with oil, and he ran twenty or thirty meters away with a smoke.

"Baga!"

The Japanese assassin's nose was almost crooked, and his feet sped up, and he hurriedly chased after him.

"I can't fight, I can't run, what should I do?"

Looking at the Japanese assassin who was rapidly approaching behind him, seeing that he was about to be caught up, Lin Fan was sweating profusely, and his psychology that had been tempered by thousands of things also panicked. ，

Today, is it the day of my burial, how can it be, life is on the right track, they are still waiting for me to give the future, Fengfeng still wants me to raise it, how can I die!

Lin Fan, whose teeth would be crushed, was unwilling to accumulate until a few points in his heart, and his true qi actually condensed rapidly, more than twice as pure as before.

Sure enough, there is a great terror in life and death, and there is also a big breakthrough.

Lin Fan was overjoyed and accelerated again.

It's a pity that even if the true qi that is twice as pure is condensed under his feet, the speed is still not comparable to the Japanese assassin behind him.

The gap between the two is too big.

"Not good!"

A strong wind is blowing from behind!

Lin Fan, who was rushing faster than a car, was in a hurry and quickly turned.

He is fast, the Japanese assassin is faster, and he changes his moves in the middle of his moves, and his cultivation is the word peerless.

"Boom!"

A punch was hit, and as expected, a mouthful of thick blood slammed out, and Lin Fan was thrown into the air like a rag doll and flew out more than ten meters.

"Bang!"

Falling to the ground, Lin Fan's limbs were weak, and his true qi was scattered all over his body, and it was difficult to condense for at least seven or eight seconds.

"Bang bang!"

Punch after punch, faster than the wind, faster than the rain, fell on the face.

The pain had long since disappeared, and Lin Fan's consciousness gradually detached from his body, and he understood that he was going to die.

Just like that, he died, the world of flowers, beauty, money, petty bourgeois life, everything was about to wave with him.

"Hate, since my debut, Lin Fan, which time has I been so miserable, I was simply pressed and beaten by others, and I have no power to fight back."

"Am I so weak? I've always been proud of my cultivation, but it turns out that I'm so weak in the eyes of others! ”

"I'm so angry, I'm angry!"

The roar in his heart drove the vitality in his body, and the slowly condensed true qi gathered rapidly again at this moment.

They seem to have spirits, and slowly begin to spin, and the more they turn, the faster they turn.

"Boom!"

Lin Fan seemed to be incarnated into an evil dragon, looking up to the sky and roaring, the whole mermaid jumped up, and the true qi broke out of the body, bombarding around the entire fist.

In the distance, four or five cars were parked.

The owners of the above cars, there are men and women, old and young, all of them have their mouths as wide as Ya Pear, and their world view is ruined.

"Ding!"

Lin Fan used his full potential this time, almost exhausting all of his punches, but there was a crisp sound.

Lin Fan was stunned, half-knelt on the ground, and looked up at the Japanese assassin who was light and breezy.

At this moment, he is still indifferent, but there is an extra sword in his right hand, slightly bent, and the cold light is flickering, as if he has spirituality.

"Idiot, I'm so fast, my strongest, how can it be a physical body, I've always used a sword!"

The Japanese assassin smiled, and his endless contempt was clearly conveyed to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan almost fainted, and a sense of weakness surged all over his body.

How can you fight this, he is stronger once, the opposite side is stronger, he is stronger again, the opposite side is strong again, is this the rhythm of the Saiyans?

The gates of hell have been open for too long, and you can go in! The extremely pretended words flashed with a cold light.

Extreme speed, combined with great strength, plus a sword that can be seen at a glance.

Lin Fan was quite decisive, a very indecent backflip landed, his feet exerted force, and he began to flee for his life again.

After two extreme transformations, his current speed is already faster than before, I don't know how many times.

Even with the speed of the Japanese Assassins, it was a bit difficult to pursue.

Legend has it that above the true qi, there is another level, that is the power that belongs to the immortals, mana, as long as the mana is condensed, human beings are equivalent to opening the door of the heavenly way and obtaining the qualification to become immortals.

Throughout the ages, countless romantic characters have embarked on this road and died without a problem.

If I want to defeat the powerful enemy behind me, perhaps, I can only fight.

Mana, condense all the true qi in one point, succeed or fail, completely depends on the will of heaven.

You must know that true qi is a powerful energy body, and they can be condensed, but it is absolutely impossible to condense into one point.

Such a powerful condensation may cause the true qi to explode and the body to die.

And if you want to generate mana, not only the quality of the true qi must be up to standard, but even the quantity must be sufficient, and the most terrifying thing is that the standard of these things is completely different from person to person, and no one knows how much it is.

Therefore, everyone wants to generate mana, and the danger is twofold.

To try or not to try, for Lin Fan now, there is no longer any hesitation.

His thick eyebrows frowned, and he made up his mind almost instantly, and in the process of escaping, he was running at high speed, like a whirlpool, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, compressed.

Time passed little by little, Lin Fan's true qi was scarce little by little, condensed, and the speed slowed down little by little.

The Japanese assassin arrived in an instant, his true qi was still compressing, and despair shrouded Lin Fan's head, as if today, he was bound to die......... (To be continued......)