Chapter 82: Fighting Xiong Zhenxuan

But no matter how fast the conversation is, it needs to be distracted, Ling Fan is really not in the heart to deal with these at the moment, but he is still very excited about the sudden increase in the recovery value by twenty points.

"System, wait a minute! Don't introduce me to the level 3 system first, I don't have time to listen, I'll greet you when I have time!"

"Host, ok. ”

Outsiders didn't know that after that moment just now, Ling Fan's previous injuries and fatigue had been greatly alleviated.

Bang bang bang.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, Ling Fan, your strength really surprises me. ”

Xiong Zhenxuan clapped as he walked from a distance, the corners of his mouth raised, his trademark smile, and his eyes were cold under his sunglasses.

"Brother Xiong, I can handle him. ”

Zhang Zhihe said in a cold voice.

Xiong Zhenxuan waved his hand and said, "If you do this, you can too." However, Wu Ji was killed by him, what if the Huaguo Qin City Branch was investigated?"

Ling Fan's pupils shrank, and he said in shock: "Wu Ji turned out to be a person from the Huaguo Qin City Branch, I really can't believe it, can it be that his behavior can be tolerated by the Huaguo Organization?"

Naturally, the Chinese organization cannot tolerate such behavior.

It has been reiterated many times within the Order that evolutionaries cannot easily use force against ordinary people.

But there are unruly people everywhere, not to mention that after gaining strong force, the rules are even more difficult to restrict.

Xiong Zhenxuan stood eight meters away from Ling Fan, with a smile on his face, looking at the big hole in Ling Fan's right leg.

"Yo, heals quite quickly, but do you still have the energy?" I want to think about it......" Xiong Zhenxuan knocked his head lightly, and then said: "Otherwise, hand over the purple sword to me, and then kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, I can let your parents live, as for you, I can only feel at ease if I die." ”

Ling Fan's growth speed made Xiong Zhenxuan's heart shake, and he felt a little jealous, feeling that this person would be killed.

"Haha!" Ling Fan laughed and said loudly: "My life, I need you to give alms?

He was covered in blood, both enemies and his own, and his eyes always shone with a determined light, indicating his intentions.

Just kidding, just now all his basic stats have been improved, and he still has twenty recovery points to spare, which is a good time to eradicate strong enemies.

Zhang Zhihe looked at Ling Fan, who seemed to be at the end of the crossbow, and sneered: "Don't measure yourself! You know ...... Xiong."

Xiong Zhenxuan waved his hand to stop Zhang Zhihe's words, pushed his sunglasses, and said to Ling Fan: "I gave you the opportunity, since you don't want it, then okay." ”

As he spoke, Xiong Zhenxuan's arms hung down slightly, and his palms spread out.

I saw two feet of ice cubes forming in front of his palm, and a trace of cold air came out.

Ling Fan looked at Bingling, his lips pursed tightly, and he bent in a resolute arc.

His eyes were shining, his legs were naturally bent, and his hands were clenched into fist prints, posing as an attack.

Xiong Zhenxuan frowned and said disdainfully: "I am reluctant to draw my sword, I am really arrogant!"

Ling Fan didn't speak, staring at the other party with an extremely serious face, the enemy was coming, and he was extremely focused on preparing to meet the enemy.

"It's boring. ”

As he spoke, Xiong Zhenxuan's figure flickered, and everyone only felt a cold wind rising.

He had already bullied Ling Fan closer, and the ice in his palm flashed with a cold glow, piercing Ling Fan's lower abdomen.

"So fast!"

The moment Ling Fan moved Xiong Zhenxuan, he also took a step back, and then swung his fist downward.

Ping!

After the fist smashed the ice cube, Ling Fan risked being scratched by another ice cube and dodged sideways with his toes, trying to turn defense into offense.

His tactics are all focused on the offensive side, not good at defense, if suppressed, it will be very passive, and it is likely to be a complete defeat.

Sting.

A drop of blood splattered.

After paying some price, Ling Fan won a gap for himself and finally had a chance to attack.

Feeling the pain in his arm, Ling Fan thought to himself: "I just got a five-point increase in agility, and I can't dodge, if it was before, I'm afraid I would have to cut off a piece of meat!"

Thinking in his heart, his movements were not slow, and he pinched his fist prints with both hands to launch a rapid attack.

The blue dragon phantom faintly appeared behind him, which was a manifestation of urging the fist intent to an extremely high realm.

"To be able to use a boxing technique to this extent, Ling Fan, I have to admit that you are very talented, but it's a pity, haha. ”

Xiong Zhenxuan didn't dodge at all, he rushed towards Ling Fan.

I saw him clench his fists, and a puff of cold smoke rose from him, and then ice began to appear in front of him.

Wherever Ling Fan's fist hit, a piece of ice appeared.

The strength of the fist was cushioned by the ice, and the impact on Xiong Zhenxuan was already very small, and his body only trembled slightly.

He stood in front of Ling Fan, watched the other party keep waving his fists, and said with a smile: "It's useless, this level can't break through my defenses at all, do you still want to fight me in this stupid way?"

The eyes of everyone around them widened, looking at this scene in surprise, and the energy fluctuations emanating from Xiong Zhenxuan's body made everyone's scalps tingle.

They knew how strong Ling Fan was, and they beat Wu Ji to death with a wave of both fists, but such an iron fist couldn't smash the ice in front of Xiong Zhenxuan.

"It's such a strong energy fluctuation, we have to find a way as soon as possible. ”

Ling Fan was attacking, thinking about a way in his heart.

The shadow of the fist flies, the ice follows like a shadow, where there is a fist print, there will be solid ice, all the attacks are blocked, and the attacks of hundreds of punches have no achievements.

Such an attack, if it is replaced by an attack on Wu Ji or Zhang Zhihe, I am afraid that it has already been beaten into a sieve.

At the beginning in the Black Mountain, Ling Fan's iron fist made the huge chimpanzee suffer, but now facing Xiong Zhenxuan, it didn't work at all.

"This fist can't beat you, so let's try this!"

Ling Fan said coldly.

After that, Ling Fan slowly integrated the luck skills of the Lei Yin Sword Technique into the fist seal.

"Let me see the power of the two combined!"

This method was thought of in a flash of inspiration after he had just obtained the improvement of his intelligence attributes.

Since the simple Qinglong Sea Fist can't pose a threat to Xiong Zhenxuan, then try to integrate the swordsmanship together.

"What other tricks can you play!" Xiong Zhenxuan's eyes behind his sunglasses narrowed, staring at Ling Fandao.

Ling Fan's mind came to mind the luck technique of Lei Yin's swordsmanship.

"Weapons are just an extension of fists and feet, and the tricks that weapons can be used can be tried with both fists. ”

Thinking like this, Ling Fan's punching posture changed slightly, and his fists broke through the air with the sound of wind and thunder.

Rumble.

The sound of muffled thunder rolled away, and the power of Ling Fan's fists became even more manic.

Ping-pong ping-pong.

"Shattered!" exclaimed the crowd.

Before, his fist could only shatter the solid ice in front of Xiong Zhenxuan, but now with a punch, the solid ice shattered in response to the sound and exploded into countless energy fragments.