The white-clothed boy pointed at him, and Yang Fan looked back along his fingers, it turned out that this guy was referring to the purple-clothed girl who came down from the third floor to see the excitement. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yang Fan was standing at the staircase on the second floor with Li Xiaofeng in his arms at this time. Behind him was the girl in purple.

The girl in purple saw Yang Fan looking back at her, and smiled at him, it seemed that she remembered the chance encounter with Yang Fan on the avenue in the city, and turned a deaf ear to the provocation of the white-clothed boy, pursed her bright red mouth, and disdained this boy's brother at all.

The eight women who came with the girl in purple were very angry, and they all drew their swords, and were about to step forward, but the girl in purple shook her head at several women and stopped their movements. The woman in black clothes and black hats who had been following the girl in purple came out of the crowd, and her figure moved, and she was already standing next to Hu Peng and Hu Tielin.

Hu Tielin turned around and said to Hu Peng and the woman in black: "Third uncle, senior Mei, let me try this Master Lin's stunt first." If I lose, ask my seniors to make a move. ”

He knew that Hu Peng, like his own cultivation, was the eightfold Enlightenment Realm, and if he was defeated, it wouldn't make much sense for Hu Peng to make another move.

Hearing this, Hu Peng retreated to the side, and the woman in black also retreated to the vicinity of the stairs from the second floor to the third floor, without forcing a move. It seems that Hu Peng also does not have the confidence to defeat his opponent. As for the woman in black, I don't know what to think.

They couldn't see that the woman in black was cultivating Hu Peng, but this person was not full of true qi, and the qi that flowed with the three hundred and sixty acupuncture points on the body was very smooth and soft, and it should have reached the innate realm of true qi turning into elemental liquid.

If even Hu Peng didn't have the confidence to defeat the other party, Yang Fan could also weigh the weight of this Master Lin, could it be that he was also a powerhouse in the Innate Realm?

In the past few days, Yang Fan has seen too many masters of the Open Mind Realm, but it is the first time he has seen a powerhouse of the Innate Realm, is this world really "martial artists everywhere, and there are as many Yuan Masters as dogs"? Yang Fan felt very uncomfortable in his heart, his cultivation after rebirth was too low. You have to find a way to improve your realm as soon as possible. Including the people of Yangjiazhuang, if there is a Yuan Master of the Innate Realm who makes a move, Yangjiazhuang must be wiped out.

Hu Tielin hugged his fist at Master Lin and gave a salute, and then he took a deep breath, the robe on his body immediately bulged, his long hair fluttered without wind, and his body seemed to be filled with some kind of gas, and that power had reached the surface of his skin, and it was about to erupt.

Strength to the muscles and bones, strength to the flesh and blood, strength to the skin. These are the three realms of martial artists. It is the external manifestation of the fourfold, sixfold, and eightfold warriors.

Hu Tielin has a golden short knife in each hand, which is the famous weapon of the Hu family, "Huang Ying", which is said to be a dimensional soldier that can instill vitality into it.

Although Hu Tielin's cultivation has not broken through to the innate realm, the dimensional soldiers have some special structures, which can accommodate the true qi of the warriors, and have some bonus effects for the dimensional soldiers, and what he can rely on is the tenacity and sharpness of the dimensional soldiers.

Holding a pair of dimensional soldiers high, the true qi in Hu Tielin's body was injected into the "Yellow Warbler" in his hand, and a pair of rings suddenly emitted a dazzling yellow light.

In Yang Fan's eyes, the pair of dimensional soldiers that Hu Tielin was holding in his hand that glowed yellow and clear were very rough and not high-quality, and they could only increase Hu Tielin's combat effectiveness by one-tenth.

The Hu family must have more than one dimensional soldier, it seems that there are at least three or four, this is the essence of the family. There is also a dimensional soldier like the Yang family, which is Yang Chengye's ancestral iron gun.

That Master Lin of the Black Flame Ridge was an old god, and he stretched out his hands in his sleeves unhurriedly. His hands could be described as bony, black, not like human flesh and blood, but like a pair of iron claws.

In his left hand, however, he was holding a small, black fruit as a cherry. The fruit was also as dark as ink, and shone with a black brilliance, and it was like a cold iron vessel, not like a real fruit.

Master Lin quickly reached under his nose with his left hand and crushed the small black fruit in his hand with a fist.

A thick stream of inky smoke rose from his left hand, and he inhaled it all with a hard snort.

Then, Master Lin's medium-sized stature suddenly swelled up sharply, like a small beast cheering in his body, making his body taller, stronger and stronger.

The changes in his body were different from Hu Tielin's True Qi Infuse.

Hu Tielin's True Qi infusion only made people feel that their muscles had become thicker, and the True Qi that was swimming like a small snake under the skin seemed to have become substantial power.

After Master Lin inhaled the smoke formed by the small black fruit, his whole body was expanding, his height seemed to be half a head taller, and his body seemed to be getting bigger in the same proportion, not only the muscles under the skin, but even the bones of the human body seemed to be getting bigger and expanding. It seems that in an instant, he has changed from an ordinary person of medium stature to the big man who was knocked unconscious by Yang Fan.

Then, thick black smoke suddenly came out of Master Lin's body, and there seemed to be black flames flowing on the surface of his body. His whole person, as if turned into a burning black chariot, crashed towards Hu Tielin.

Master Lin clenched his right hand into a fist, and his fist was also full of black flames, and he smashed down with a punch towards the top of Hu Tielin's head. The scorching heat made Yang Fan who was watching feel it, and it was a little higher than the flame smoke column that the boy in white sprayed at Yang Fan with his mouth just now.

Black Flame Ridge, the small black flower that the boy in white swallowed just now, a small fruit with black smoke...... Yang Fan suddenly remembered: This is the Black Flame Flower and Black Flame Fruit in the Demon Gate, which are one of the more common things among the dozens of holy objects in the Demon Gate.

Hu Tielin let out a long roar, and the light of the short knife in his right hand rose sharply, slashing towards Master Lin's right fist, and the short knife in his left hand suddenly left his hand, spun rapidly, and slashed towards Master Lin's left knee.

Two whistling sounds like warblers came from the two rapidly spinning short knives. Only then did Yang Fan understand why this pair of dimensional soldiers was called "Huang Ying".

Both of them rushed forward, and although the space on the second floor was not very spacious, the two of them were like two sports cars with the fastest start, and the distance of seven steps between them was reduced to zero in less than a breath.

There was a loud bang, like eighteen gongs striking together, and everyone only felt a roar in their ears, almost breaking their eardrums.

The "Huang Ying" in Hu Tielin's right hand slashed Master Feng's right fist, and the dazzling light suddenly dimmed, and it was directly knocked back to its original form. The short knife thrown in his left hand was also kicked back by Master Lin, who was about to leap up, and returned to Hu Tielin's left hand.

Master Lin, who rushed forward, was forced to stop, but Hu Tielin took five steps back in a row before he stabilized his figure, his face was pale, as if he had suffered some internal injuries.

Master Lin was so strong that his body bowed down again, like an old cow plowing the field and rushing straight to Hu Tielin's middle line, and then he swung out a straight punch, going straight to Hu Tielin's chest and abdomen.

Hu Tielin didn't have time to digest the impact of the impact on his body just now, so he had to take a strong breath of true qi, his body jumped up in mid-air, his arms were rounded, and the short knife in his hands flashed again, and with a clear sound, he slashed towards Master Lin's right fist with all his might.

Master Lin didn't dodge at all, and let Hu Tielin's double knife slash his right fist, but his left fist swung out at the same time and smashed on the short knife in Hu Tielin's right hand.