Facts have proved that when a woman goes crazy, she must either become stronger or stronger than stronger, and there is no question of wanting to destroy the enemy and make him mad first.

Lin Ruofan can testify to this point, with blood.

The blue-gray mist rippled like water waves, and Lin Ruofan, who was like electricity and wind, seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, walking with difficulty, accelerating the BUFF and adding the old high, usually walking like the wind coming and going freely, like the purity of the past, never returned.

Not only Peng Cheng Wanli, but even his own moves began to become sluggish, as if he was slow, obviously the sword move had already been sent out, but he was easily avoided by Hua Linglong!

The most serious thing is that the internal force in the body is like encountering a river blockage, and the surging internal force is obviously encountering an unknown obstacle when making sword moves, and there is always a part of the internal force that does not listen to the command.

"There is a treasure mountain in the sky and you don't know it, you obviously have a high level of internal force, but you end up using such a bad move, it's really a violent thing!"

Hua Linglong smiled fiercely, and the whip in her hand kept poking around Lin Ruofan's body.

Compared with Lin Ruofan's sluggishness and slowness, Hua Linglong now seems to have eaten hundreds of Xuanmai, she can't stop, her body turns into afterimages, and the blue-gray light spreads throughout the room, and the whole room is like being covered with cyan smoke!

High internal forces? Low-level moves?! What the hell is this Nima?!

Lin Ruofan is now clumsy, and he can only rely on the defense of the immovable mountain and the Hundred Battles Crazy Lion Armor on his body to resist the exquisite killing moves, and his brain is a little cloudy.

He understands every word of Hua Linglong, but when they are put together, it is like speaking a foreign language, and he can't understand it.

In fact, this is the consequence of ingenuity and lack of knowledge. Matching with high-level martial arts is high-level martial arts, and although low-level martial arts moves can also be urged by high-level internal forces, they are not matched after all.

For example, the low-level martial arts moves are like the engine of a top-level sports car, and the high-level internal force is like the car god Wuling Hongguang, put this engine on the car god car, let alone the car god, even the old driver can't drive it, let alone the decisive battle of Qiu Ming Mountain, ordinary drift may not be able to do it!

Lin Ruofan, an old driver, encountered this kind of thing. But this old driver doesn't even have another engine, what do you let him do? By the 11th bus?

So, Lin Ruofan, the old driver, was so aggrieved that he was abused by such a small sports car, and his face was blindfolded.

He is his mother, there is no way to be an old driver, is it?! Look at my killer moves!

Playing a game can still make people mad, let alone a real person?! Lin Ruofan, who has always only had his own share of drag racing, was abused by a small sports car, and he has been crisscrossing the famous mountains of autumn for countless years, and he doesn't know how many old drivers who have lost the logo of luxury cars, and finally sacrificed his own killer move!

Eat me a slap of heavenly maiden scattered flowers!

Lin Ruofan suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and at the same time he reached into his arms, and threw out a bottle of crane top red, and in an instant, the blue-gray mist suddenly looked like a mouse seeing a cat, a son-in-law seeing a mother-in-law, a cat seeing a cucumber, a tear in his right eye saw a, disappeared in an instant, and the frame retracted into Hua Linglong's body with a sound!

This sudden surprise caught Hua Linglong off guard, and the internal force rebounded, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and the whole person withered.

"Boy, what kind of poison are you throwing?!"

Hua Linglong's eyes were a little shocked, the information in the organization was inaccurate! This kid has poison all over his body, and it's the kind of poison that can corrode high internal forces!

"The old driver's wrath!"

Lin Ruofan sneered, you still want to fight with me as a little sports car? Back then, the guys who were known as the car gods could only eat my exhaust in Akinayama! Dude's drag racing record is enough to save D, E, F plus three large-capacity mobile hard drives!

"Old driver? What kind of poison is that?! ”

Hua Linglong, a poor native figure from another world, how does she know what the old driver Lin Ruofan is talking about? The poor boy thought it was a novel toxin!

"You turtle, you naturally don't know about this kind of high-level creature like the old driver! Suffer death, you! ”

Lin Ruofan sneered, do I even have to tell you about the old driver driving a black car? You turtle!

Lin Ruofan's eyes were like electricity, Yi Shui Han exuded bursts of cold air in his hand, and the whole person forcibly pulled out an afterimage in place, and a sword poked at Hua Linglong's heart.

Boom!

Lin Ruofan's sword suddenly stopped, and it was on Hua Linglong's heart, only to see that there was a silver-white light on Hua Linglong's heart.

I'll go! The bad omen of this old lady is still iron!

Lin Ruofan was stunned on the spot, how sagging was this to be so frustrated with iron to hold on.

Boom!

When Lin Ruofan was stunned, Hua Linglong suddenly crashed through the wall, and disappeared after a roll, leaving only her fierce words in the air.

"Boy! You wait for me! ”

Hua Linglong's words are like street hooligans talking ruthlessly, but Lin Ruofan doesn't think that street gangsters can compare with Hua Linglong, put down this cruel sentence, I don't know how many things are waiting for Lin Ruofan in the future!

Sad...... What is the high internal force that Hua Linglong said?

Lin Ruofan wasn't worried about who Hua Linglong would bring, anyway, he was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, but the high internal force that Hua Linglong said made Lin Ruofan fall in love.

What is a higher internal force? Obviously, this is how it was when I cultivated my internal strength, right? I didn't see any special effects when I fought with others.,BUFF or something.,How did it become a high-level internal force?

"This is a question that can be answered by Ben-sama. Boy, the internal force of your body has transformed from a low-level internal force to a high-level internal force, which is the consequence of cultivating the Yin and Yang Immortal Sutra in stages! ”

Suddenly, Brother Tiger's lazy voice suddenly sounded, making Lin Ruofan, who was pondering, stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Ruofan was too lazy to talk to this feline more, and as soon as he said more, he would involuntarily be cheated by it.

"Master Ben said that there was a great change in this world, and before the great change, high-level martial arts were as rampant as low-level martial arts now, and the martial arts geniuses at that time were the same as leeks." Brother Tiger scratched his neck, grabbed a flea from it, slapped it to death, and then slowly explained to Lin Ruofan.

"In other words, my future enemy will not be the scum of Yang Yuxuan and his ilk who practice low-level martial arts? It's an enemy who has cultivated advanced martial arts, and when he fights the enemy, he still has all kinds of disgusting special effects and functions? ”

After a while, Lin Ruofan finally understood everything, and his face turned black at that time.

"That's right, young man, work hard, if you fail to raise your martial arts to the level of advanced martial arts, basically the road ahead will be the process of being hung and beaten all the way!"

Brother Tiger smiled very badly, and the cat's face, which obviously couldn't see how many expressions there was, actually showed an expression of gloating, and seemed to be happy to see Lin Ruofan being hung and beaten!

This damn cat!

ps: Originally, I was going to write about the power of "high martial arts", but it turned out to be the brilliant deeds of the year...... Of course, it's still a bit exaggerated, and the driving record under the driving record is only three hard disk sizes, and there is no such thing as a mobile hard disk...... (To be continued.) )