Chapter Forty-Eight: The Southern Youth Gang

"Senior, this is my Nanqing Gang's family matter, please let us handle it ourselves, senior, can you leave?"

Lin Fan's face was stunned, he laughed, and said: "From the moment I helped Brother Yang, I decided to help others to the end, to tell you the truth, in the future, Brother Yang's business will be my business, Brother Yang, Xiaohong, you step aside first." ”

"Okay, Brother Lin. Yang Chengwu's expression was overjoyed, Xiaohong's beautiful eyes lit up, he took Xiaohong's hand and stepped aside.

Seeing that he insisted on meddling in things, Long Quan frowned and said, "That's the case, I have nothing to say, let's see the real chapter." ”

After speaking, Long Quan quickly pinched the trick, only to see the black blood knife, circling around him, blocking in front of him, the blade trembled, screamed, and the black flashed, and ten knife shadows were differentiated, turning drippingly.

"Go to ......" As Long Quan gave the order, ten sword shadows, glowing with evil energy, slashed towards Lin Fan quickly.

Lin Fan smiled contemptuously, and the ten sword shadows of the White Dragon Sword immediately stabbed forward, and the two laws collided violently in the air, fighting back and forth for dozens of rounds, and the two magic weapons seemed to be evenly matched.

Seeing this, Long Quan didn't seem to fall into the wind, and his heart was happy, he stepped on the ground under his feet, his body slipped into the ground, and he launched the earth escape technique, and fled towards Lin Fan.

As soon as Lin Fan introduced the magic trick, he flew into the air, dancing with his hands, as if he was seriously controlling the White Dragon Sword.

As soon as Long Quan's head and body emerged from the ground, the white dragon sword made a sword shadow and killed him. Long Quan hurriedly stretched out his hand, and the ten blade shadows of the black blood knife immediately turned into ten tall black dogs.

The black dog's face was hideous, and he roared suddenly, and immediately pounced on Lin Fan.

At this time, Lin Fan was shocked in his heart, it was actually the Demon Dao Dao Method, the white dragon sword stood in the air, turning rapidly, and suddenly the sword body trembled, and the sound was like the chirping of a thousand birds, only to see that its sword body was covered with lightning arcs, and the arc took the sword as the center towards Longquan and the black dog he imagined, and blitzed.

Long Quan's pupils shrank, he stepped on the ground under his feet, and wanted to launch the earth escape technique to escape, but the arc took the first step, lightning hit him, and the ten hideous black dogs immediately turned into black smoke and floated in the air, Long Quan's whole body stiffened, standing fifteen meters in front of Lin Fan, motionless, the black blood knife fell to the ground, and the light disappeared.

Lin Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and the White Dragon Sword roared and flew back into his head.

Then the three of them walked in front of Long Quan, Yang Chengwu's face was cold, and Zhao Xiaohong was happy, as if he had won a battle, Lin Fan looked at Long Quan, pondered for a moment, and then said: "I will spare your life, do you want to be my servant." ”

Long Quan was ecstatic and nodded desperately, Lin Fan recited the mantra to make the Bleeding Soul Technique, and as soon as Long Quan's body loosened, he immediately pinched out a handprint with both hands. Suddenly, he pressed it on his forehead. Suddenly, a drop of crystal blood flew out of his eyebrows and floated towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stretched out his hand to grab the blood bead, and a little to the center of his eyebrows, Longquan's essence blood immediately submerged into his body, and from this moment on, he and Lin Fan were connected with the same fate.

Yang Chengwu was puzzled: "Brother Lin, why don't you kill him." “

"Because he's useful. Lin Fan looked at him and said lightly: "Yang Chengwu, are you willing to be my apprentice?"

"Can I really do it? I heard that to become a cultivator, you need an immortal root, and I'm old, can I still practice?" Yang Chengwu said with doubts in ecstasy.

"Huh...... There is no doubt about it, I have my own way for you to practice, you just have to say if you want to or not. Lin Fan glanced at him with a deep gaze and said.

Yang Chengwu nodded heavily, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, and Zhao Xiaohong on the side was excited and happy for him, "Great, Chengwu, it has always been your dream to become a cultivator." “

"Long Quan, you leave the Nanqing Gang immediately now, I will pass on a set of exercises to you, you remember to practice every day. Lin Fan pointed his finger at the center of his eyebrows, and used the soul searching technique, and in an instant, a red light shot on Long Quan's eyes. After a minute, Long Quan had a set of exercises in his mind.

"Three Autumn Immortal Method. "Longquan was ecstatic, not only did he not die, but he also got a set of exercises, and life is really a blessing and a curse.

"How many disciples does the Nanqing Gang have? Lin Fan asked suddenly.

Yang Chengwu was silent for a moment before he said truthfully: "About a thousand people!"

"Yes, that's enough, I'm going to turn the Nanqing Gang into the strongest Xiuzhen Hidden Sect in Huaxia, your gang leader, I think he will definitely be willing to let me transform the Nanqing Gang." Lin Fan's eyes flashed, and he said very confidently.

Yang Chengwu was stunned on the spot for a while, and muttered softly: "The strongest Xiuzhen Hidden Sect in Huaxia." “

On the day of Longquan's disappearance, the leader of the Nanqing Gang came to the news, asking Yang Chengwu to take over Longquan and become the deputy gang leader, taking care of all the affairs of the Nanqing Gang, and Yang Chengwu's people also came back one after another, so that his position was completely stable.

Inside a luxury villa in Macau. A Taoist priest in his fifties was sitting on a Taishi chair while he was sipping fragrant tea on a coffee table. If it weren't for him, it is estimated that few people would know that the leader of the Nanqing Gang turned out to be a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest had silver hair, held a whisk in his hand, closed his eyes, and above his head, a few white smoke were floating out at the moment, as if he was practicing some powerful Taoism.

His face did not fluctuate in the slightest, he pondered for a moment, and sighed: "I thought that he would be able to escape from Longquan's pursuit at most, but I didn't expect him to bring a cultivator back, and as a result, Longquan disappeared." Longquan has remained unchanged over the years, no growth has been made, and the more he lives, the more he goes back, the Nanqing Gang needs fresh blood, I just hope that this Yang Chengwu will not live up to my hopes......"