Everyone in Sihai Group was dumbfounded, and they never expected that Mr. Ning would miss it.

You must know that Mr. Ning is a master of Yuanzhang Jiudie, and he is only one step away from the Zhao level, and he never uses a second move to kill.

After a brief embarrassment.

Ning Size smiled instead, and said to Ivan: "Let Mr. Ivan laugh." ”

"That kid's name is Lin Fan, he is the first person in the world to defeat the Yuan Qi martial artist with traditional martial arts, and there are some evil sects in him, and Teacher Ning is also careless." William Li exonerated Ning Size.

"Interesting, I feel that this handsome guy must have a secret, my intuition has always been accurate." Ivan said with interest, his slender and deep blue eyes revealing a hint of enchantment.

"Since Mr. Ivan is interested, I will take the boy back alive and ask him about his secret." Ning Size stroked his beard and smiled.

"Young master, I'll be back soon."

Ning Size's figure flashed and chased after Lin Fan.

On the Gobi Desert.

Ning Size quickly chased after him, and not far in front of him, Lin Fan ran like a second ha.

"Is this old guy chasing after you?"

Lin Fan turned around, his heart was relieved, if the white man chased after him, Lin Fan would still be a little pressured.

As for this old man, judging from the systematic evaluation, the strength seems to be a little worse.

But Lin Fan didn't dare to take it lightly, Ning Size hit him with a wind blade before, and he knocked out five hundred blood, if it wasn't for the 'Zixia Protective Body', Lin Fan would have been directly disabled.

Ning Size followed behind, secretly frightened, this kid's speed was on par with him.

Good! It's like you're going to be faster.

Ning Size was stimulated to be competitive, and he took a breath of vitality, running faster and faster, his vitality was far superior to that of martial artists of the same level, even if he ran hundreds of kilometers, he would not feel tired.

Ning Size increased his speed, and the distance between him and Lin Fan gradually narrowed, but as long as he breathed a sigh of relief, the distance between the two widened again, and he couldn't catch up with Lin Fan.

Ning Size looked at Lin Fan's back and saw that he was in a chic figure, like stepping on the void, and there was no eagerness and busyness in his steps, unlike Ning Size's domineering pace, which he simply didn't recognize.

Although the speed of the two is about the same, in terms of posture, Ning Size is inferior.

Seeing that Lin Fan was about to distance himself again, Ning Size was also anxious, and a cyan nine-stack Yuan Chapter appeared in front of him, and the vitality continued to pour into the Yuan Chapter.

Ning Size's left hand was weakly grasped, and countless strong winds swirled and condensed, turning into a wind blade.

Call!

A wind blade shot out, aiming at Lin Fan's thigh.

Seeing that Lin Fan's thigh was about to be cut off, his figure suddenly pulled up on the spot, soaring five or six meters high, and the wind blade suddenly fell into the air.

Ning Size's face was dark, he had already prepared, and two wind blades were born in his palms, and they shot out again.

The two wind blades were like tornadoes, spiraling up to the sky, shooting Lin Fan's vital points up and down.

Ning Size was also really angry, and he didn't want to be captured alive, so he had to leave Lin Fan behind no matter whether he was dead or alive.

Who knew that when the wind blade was about to hit, Lin Fan actually gave birth to a new force out of thin air, turned slightly, gently swirled in mid-air a few times, and then rose up again, like a ladder to the sky, and then drifted parallel and landed on a high brown stone platform.

Snort!

Two wind blades hit the rock wall, scratching a deep mark of tens of centimeters, and hit the air again.

"Tiyunzong?"

Ning Size recognized Lin Fan's martial arts and couldn't believe it.

This ladder cloud vertical is a trick in "Ling Xubu", "Lingxu Step" is a widely circulated non-jade light-weight vitality technique.

Ning Size also practiced "Ling Xubu" when he was young, but he didn't make much progress after practicing for seven or eight years, so he simply gave up, it is hard to imagine how Lin Fan practiced to such a high level.

Is this the talent gap? Ning Size was slightly frustrated.

As long as the jade type Yuan Qi Technique is swallowed, it will immediately have a powerful Yuan Qi Skill, while the non-jade Yuan Qi Skill requires strong perseverance and extremely high talent, both of which are indispensable, and it is difficult for anyone to stick to it.

"Boy, don't run away if you have a kind." Ning Size pointed at Lin Fan and said loudly.

With Lin Fan's speed, if he blindly escaped, he would not be able to catch up at all.

"Okay, I'm not running away." Lin Fan said with a smile.

"There's a kind!"

Ning Size's face was happy, his body was vertical, and he also jumped on the high platform.

This brown stone platform is a natural formation, with hundreds of square meters of space at the top.

The two stood in a corner of the platform and confronted each other from afar.

"I can spare your life." Ning Size doesn't talk nonsense.

He promised Ivan that he would be captured alive, and he could not kill Lin Fan, but Lin Fan fell into the hands of Ivan and would never survive, Ivan was a notoriously madman.

"Kneel down and kowtow, and I will spare your life." Lin Fan said lightly.

Lin Fan can escape, this is the safest option.

But Lin Fan stayed, and he longed for a battle in his heart.

"Look for death!"

Ning Size's face changed, his hands slashed, and two wind blades that were condensed like essence shot out, making a "snort" sound of breaking through the air.

Two cyan sword circles rose in the air, protecting Lin Fan.

Whew stab!

The sword ring was directly shattered by the wind blade, and the remaining qi of the wind blade shot towards Lin Fan, blocked by a barrier of faint purple light.

"How?"

Ning Size looked proud, in his opinion, his wind blade broke through Lin Fan's sword circle, and naturally he had the upper hand.

At the same time, Ning Size was also secretly frightened, when this young man was defending his skills, purple qi flashed on his face, and purple light appeared on his qi barrier, all of which were characteristics of Zixia Gong.

Ning Size has seen and heard a lot, and knows that Zixia Gong is the first vitality internal strength of the martial arts society, but doesn't this skill have to be practiced for twenty years to have purple qi to protect the body, could it be that this young man has been practicing since his mother's womb?

"How about you pick me up a few Kenshin Chain?"

Several cyan sword circles appeared in front of Lin Fan, like foam squeezed into a ball, and the circles were set together.

Before Lin Fan's words fell, the sword circle suddenly popped up and shot towards Ning Size.

"The wind wall rises!"

Ning Size let out a low snort, and a white light suddenly burst out in front of him, and a white hurricane soared.

Puff puff!

The circle of the sword pierced into the white hurricane like lightning, but it was immediately blown to pieces and dissipated into the air.

"Hahaha!"

Ning Size laughed out loud.

"Do you know, I have two Yuan Chapters, and both Yuan Chapters are nine stacks." Ning Size ignored Lin Fan.

Although this young man is extremely talented, he is far from qualified to be his opponent Ning Size.

Generally, there is only one Yuanzhang for martial artists, but Ning Size has only two, one is named Wind Blade, and the other is named Wind Wall.

These two Yuanzhangs, after killing two tribal natives who used the wind as a totem in the different dimensional space of the Wind Breath Valley, he stripped them of their Yuan Jade and took them on the spot, Ning Size also had the ability of the natives.

Because of the burden of the two Yuan Chapters, Ning Size has not entered the level for a long time, but he thinks that below the level of the license, there are almost no opponents, even against the crazy Ivan, he has the power to fight.

"So what, even if you have ten Yuan Chapters, you have to die here!"

Lin Fan's face remained unchanged, and a few sword circles flicked.

Next.

I saw that on the high platform, Lin Fan and Ning Size were fighting fiercely, with green and white light, circling and flying on the brown rock, looking from a distance, it was like two immortals fighting the law.

Lin Fan sent out a sword circle.

Blocked by Ning Size's wind wall.

Ning Size sent out a wind blade.

Blocked by Lin Fan's Zixia shield.

Lin Feng sent out a sword circle again.

……

Looks a bit like ......

Play table tennis.