"Congratulations to Xianggong, congratulations to Xianggong, successfully captured the heart of Sister Mengqi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Li Ji's slightly jealous voice came.

"Li Ji, it's really hard for you!" Lin Fan apologized, "Don't worry, I won't like the new and hate the old, favoring one over the other!"

"I hope it's good as Xianggong said, don't bully the slave family in the future......" Li Ji sighed faintly, "Why did I just meet such an enemy ...... you"

"Li Ji, don't worry, if I treat you badly in the future, I will be thundered and killed!" Hearing Li Ji's resentful words, Lin Fan felt a pain in his heart and said resolutely.

"Xianggong, don't say it, it's all Li Ji who is not good! It's Li Ji who is too willful! I know Xiang Gong, you have me in your heart, and that's enough!" Li Ji said hurriedly.

At this time, a slight wind sounded around him, Lin Fan only felt a blazing wind behind him, he didn't think about tapping his toes lightly, his body moved a few feet sideways out of thin air, dodged away, and another strong wind also came one after another, Lin Fan's feet were forced, his body was already soaring into the sky, flipped one hundred and eighty degrees, and fell lightly on the branch of a gardenia tree as thin as cotton thread, the branch only sank slightly, and there was no abnormality.

Seeing this, Wang Heng and Hong Shiwei, who were chasing after him, shrank their pupils slightly, and glanced at each other, with a little solemnity in their eyes, knowing that Lin Fan's cultivation was not inferior to them, and it might even be higher. They can also do this kung fu of turning over and falling branches, but they can't do it as easily as Lin Fan, and the thin branches used to bear the weight of the whole body are likely to be broken.

However, they didn't have any fear, with the two of them joining forces, even the monks in the late stage of the Hundred Refining Realm would be unable to fight, and they were confident that Lin Fan was not their opponent, not to mention that this was the Eight Immortals Mansion, what else could happen?

"You bastard, let go of Senior Sister Yubing!" Wang Hengda drank.

"Even if you have Senior Sister Yin's waist card, you can't be so unscrupulous, I have to teach you a good lesson today. Hong Shiwei shouted, and the rest of the disciples who followed also opened their mouths to accuse.

"Senior Sister Yubing, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!" Wang Heng shouted, pulling out the silver hook behind his back and rushing towards Lin Fan, the white light on his body surged, and in an instant, he had come to Lin Fan's approach.

Lin Fan withdrew the spiritual power under his feet, fell from the thin branch with Chen Mengqi's figure in his arms, and landed smoothly on the ground, without seeing how to move, one toe touched the ground, and then he took a few steps back, put down Chen Mengqi in his arms, and said with a smile: "Mengqi, you wait here first, see how I clean up these two guys!"

Chen Mengqi was already in turmoil at this time, her cheeks were slightly red, and she nodded subconsciously when she heard the words, then lowered her head shyly, and whispered: "Don't hurt them, after all, we are in someone's place......"

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry!" Then he heard a loud shout in his ear, "Death!", the cold air above his head was cold, and the sound of the blade breaking through the air came, looking up, he saw Wang Heng rushing straight down with a silver hook in his hand, and his spiritual power was surging, which was very dazzling.

Lin Fan turned sideways, the attack of the silver hook had failed, Wang Heng was worthy of being Han Xiangfeng's fifth senior brother, and his adaptability was extremely strong, seeing that he missed the blow, his arm swept, and the silver hook took up a brilliant silver light and slashed obliquely towards Lin Fan's head.

Lin Fan exerted force under his feet, his body had already risen into the air, his left foot accurately kicked Wang Heng's wrist holding the hook, a strong force came, Wang Heng snorted, the palm holding the hook was released, Lin Fan's right foot had arrived, and the toes were like swimming fish flexibly hooking the handle of the silver hook, turning a circle, and with a slight provocation, he slammed obliquely into the bluestone slab not far away.

Wang Heng saw that he was snatched away from the blade at the moment of his hand, and he was horrified, knowing that he had encountered a hard stubble today, seeing that he was about to hit the ground with his head down, his left hand quickly reached out and slapped on the ground, splashing a large number of petals, and his body had already flown upside down with the help of the power of the shock, and fell to Hong Shiwei's side, his face was blue and white.

"Senior Brother Wang Heng......"

Hong Shiwei was also secretly frightened, although the battle just now was short, it was enough to see a lot of things, Lin Fan's strength was more than a little stronger than Wang Heng, you must know that Lin Fan only relied on the strength of his body, and the spiritual power in his body was not used at all, so he took away Wang Heng's weapon, which was really terrifying.

"Be careful!" Wang Heng said in a low voice, the two glanced at each other, shouted, and rushed up together, Hong Shiwei appeared in his hand with a single move, a meteor hammer appeared in his hand, flashing a little black light, aiming at Lin Fan's chest and abdomen.

Wang Heng's hand shone brightly, and the silver hook was not shot back, and it was held in his hand again, and all the hooks on his hand were glowing with silver-white light, sweeping towards Lin Fan's legs, and where he passed, the air made a roaring sound, obviously using all his strength.

As soon as the two got started, they cooperated exquisitely, one attacked the third way, and the other specialized in the lower three ways, so that Lin Fan could not defend himself and could not hide.

Lin Fan exhaled lightly, a golden light gushed out from his hands, and as if he was holding two small suns in his hands, he directly took the sledgehammer that Hong Shiwei blasted, without the slightest intention of dodging, between the black and gold mangs, there was a dingdong sound similar to striking iron, and a little spark appeared on the hammer surface of the latter.

Lin Fan's upper body did not move, but his legs moved back and forth in a small space within a radius of one meter, the shadow of his legs flashed, dodging up and down, and falling left and right, completely dodging the attack of the silver hook in Wang Heng's hand, no matter how he attacked, it was difficult to rub his body.

The surrounding disciples of the Eight Immortal Mansion were all shocked when they saw this, and they were all dumbfounded, they couldn't believe what they saw, the two disciples of the middle stage of the Hundred Refining Realm who were quite famous in the mansion joined forces to deal with one person, and they couldn't even gain the upper hand.

As everyone knows, Wang Heng and Hong Shiwei were even more frightened, their attacks were completely ineffective against that person, and they couldn't cause half of the damage at all. Especially Hong Shiwei, seeing that Lin Fan actually shook his meteor hammer with a pair of fleshy palms, he felt even more unbelievable, although he was wrapped in spiritual power, but he was still fighting the enemy with both palms, is this still flesh and blood? It's no worse than the divine blades, right!?

Chen Mengqi was originally a little worried when he saw the two of them attacking Lin Fan himself, but later saw that he was not flustered at all, and he was very lawful between his moves, and gradually relaxed his mind.

The three of them dismantled nearly a hundred moves, Lin Fan was quite bored, he let out a low cry in his mouth, his fists were forced, the golden mangs surged, and a move "Tiger Out of the Gate" shook forward, only to hear a loud bang, Hong Shiwei's meteor hammer was raised back by a force, and his body involuntarily retreated seven or eight steps.

Lin Fan's legs suddenly rose off the ground, as fast as lightning, one left and one right lifted on Wang Heng's shoulders, Wang Heng snorted, and fell backwards with a silver hook in his hand, almost falling to the ground.

The disciples of the few peaks who came later happened to see this scene, and they were immediately stunned one by one.

"You've been fighting for a long time, aren't you? Isn't it my turn next?" Lin Fan grinned and said in a low voice.

As soon as Wang Heng stood up, he saw Lin Fan's figure suddenly disappear in place, the petals on the ground were blown up by a gust of wind, and a figure suddenly appeared behind the side, and he couldn't help shouting: "Senior Brother Hong, be careful behind you!"