"Good time!"

Seeing this, Lin Fan didn't flinch at all, but laughed and intertwined with Ghost Foot Seven.

It's just that Lin Fan developed a habit when he was in Wushuang Pavilion before!

That is, when fighting with subordinates, I will always remind the other party how to fight in battle to be able to save my life!

Therefore, his twelve divine envoys can make the entire rivers and lakes frightened one by one!

Therefore, this old problem for many years has now been brought here by him.

In the fight with Devil's Foot Seven, the more he fought, the more uncomfortable he felt!

The main reason is that Ghost Feet Seven can't keep up with his rhythm at all, and he can't even feed himself.

This made Lin Fan couldn't help but speak, "Have you always fought against people like this before?!" ”

"Aren't you looking for death?!"

"Look at your punch, the neck leaks out, if your enemy is holding a knife at the moment, your head will be gone!"

"Fight against people, don't jump up, you jump up, where is there still kung fu to defend, isn't this a gift to kill?!"

“……”

Bang bang bang!

In just two minutes, Devilfoot Seven fell into hell in an instant from the joy of arriving in heaven before.

He didn't expect that there would be so many places where he needed to improve?!

Even, he didn't know that he had practiced for so many years, and he hadn't died yet, so he was completely an opponent's garbage!

If he encountered an enemy like Lin Fan, he could die a hundred times in two minutes.

Moreover, this is not a crushing in strength, it is pure in combat skills, which makes him so not ashamed?

Therefore, after he was kicked by Lin Fan again, he no longer attacked, but lowered his head extremely cruelly, and said in a trembling voice, "My subordinates are ashamed, I disappointed you, my son!" ”

"Hey!" Lin Fan saw that the ghost foot seven stopped fighting, and he was also helpless to withdraw his hand!

He has some understanding of the combat effectiveness of the Devil's Foot Seven at this time.

That's garbage, garbage, thief garbage!

This kind of strength, in Lin Fan's opinion, let alone fighting against him.

Even if there is a special soldier in the hot summer, he can give him.

Therefore, Lin Fan finally understood at this time, why Ghost Foot Seven looked so big, and he was especially a miscellaneous disciple.

Dare to love is not good strength!

Therefore, after Lin Fan saw Devil's Foot Seven's eyes asking for guidance, he finally decided to guide Devil's Foot Seven.

After all, no matter what, Devil's Foot Seven can be regarded as a miscellaneous disciple who sincerely surrenders to himself.

And if you want to become bigger and stronger in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, you have to have someone to help you.

Therefore, Lin Fan, who thought about this clearly, immediately said with a serious face, "That's it, martial arts practice is not something that can be practiced overnight after all!" ”

"But, Old Seven, if you call me a son-in-law and call yourself a subordinate, then I, Lin Fan, am not a black-hearted master, so you still have to practice fist and foot kung fu!"

"After all, fighting with others, the final competition is fist and foot kung fu, if your skills are too poor, within the same level, you will definitely die!"

"That's it, today you first go and comprehend what I said before, from tomorrow onwards, you take ten minutes out of your day to practice with me, and I will personally guide you, what do you think?!"

Rumble!

Originally, the seven ghost feet were counted by Lin Fan, and they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

However, at this moment, hearing that Lin Fan was willing to guide him every day, this made Ghost Foot Seven immediately kneel on the ground with a puff, and saluted in a trembling voice, "Thank you for your great kindness!" ”

"That's it, you can feel it yourself!"

Looking at Ghost Foot Seven's humble appearance, Lin Fan waved his hand and didn't plan to pay attention to anything anymore.

He felt that he had to find some more miscellaneous disciples to test his strength.

Devil's Foot Seven is too vegetable.

As everyone knows.

In fact, the Devil's Foot Seven is not a vegetable!

Mainly because this is the desolate world, a paradise for cultivators!

Why are cultivators so terrified?

Of course, that's because they've already activated the aura of heaven and earth to create the effect of a mage sending a group!

Moreover, from the beginning of the foundation building period, cultivators will be able to protect their bodies.

So, in the battle of the cultivators, who is the fist to the flesh?!

Didn't they all rely on rank suppression to fight?!

The weak can't break the strong body's protective qi.

The strong can make the opponent by coercion, and he is ashamed!

However, Lin Fan had to use martial arts skills to assess, how could Ghost Foot Seven refute it?

Of course, that is, Lin Fan met an old monster like Ghost Foot Seven, who is not strong, whether it is weak or not, and has encountered a bottleneck.

They knew that Lin Fan's words were right.

If he met someone who was similar to his cultivation, it was estimated that he would be able to spray Lin Fan to death on the spot.

However, the stronger the person, the more he knew what Lin Fan meant by what he said before!

Especially Zhenyuan Daxian, who came to the appointment, heard Lin Fan say at this moment, "Fighting with others, the final competition is fist and foot kung fu!" "It's very touching.

After all, having reached a certain realm, hierarchical suppression does not exist.

Protecting the body is almost equal to nothing.

So, in the final battle, which one is not fist-to-flesh, and which one is not fought by willpower?

Otherwise, why should the demon clan be the boss of this world?

Isn't it because of their awesome physique?!

Come to think of it.

Zhenyuan Daxian, who was itchy and wanted to fight with Dugu, suddenly appeared five meters in front of Lin Fan, and said with a serious face, "Well said!" ”

"Presumably Lin Gongzi didn't have a good time just now, right? How about I play with you?! ”

Rumble!

The sudden appearance of Zhenyuan Daxian made Lin Fan stunned for a moment.

I don't seem to understand where this old guy came from, but his strength seems to be very strong!

However, when Ghost Foot Seven saw Zhenyuan Daxian at this time, his eyes were about to pop out.

After all, in the sect of the Southern Ganbu Continent, who doesn't know the Wuzhuang Concept?!

Who doesn't know, Zhenyuan Daxian?!

It's just that Ghost Foot Seven never thought that such a person would take the initiative to fight his son-in-law!

As everyone knows, his shocked look instantly aroused Lin Fan's curiosity, "Old Seven, do you know this person?" Is it also from our sect?! ”

"Is it a miscellaneous disciple or an outer disciple, or is it an inner disciple?!"

"He ......"

When Ghost Foot Seven heard Lin Fan's words, he almost didn't bite his tongue off.

Zhenyuan Daxian, is he a miscellaneous disciple or an outer disciple?

This is special, how can the Ten Thousand Swords Sect have that size?

Therefore, Ghost Foot Seven was just going to give Lin Fan a grand introduction to who was coming.

However, before the words came out, he heard Lin Fan muttering very dissatisfied, "Hey, your strength is still too weak, when you see someone coming, you are so frightened that you can't speak, okay, you go and stay aside first, I'll ask in person!" ”

After speaking.

Lin Fan didn't wait for Ghost Foot Seven to say anything, then looked at Zhenyuan Daxian with a serious face and asked, "What level of disciple are you?" ”

"Does this matter?!" Zhenyuan Daxian asked with a smile.

"Huh?!"