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Lin Fan's face was indifferent, these people were so majestic, they had to do it if they didn't agree, but he was not a soft persimmon to be manipulated, his hanging right hand was raised, and the latter came first, and his finger was like a knife on the wrist of that person.

"Ah......h

The man let out a cry of pain, his palms trembled and retracted, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and it could be seen that a large piece of purple and blue had appeared on his wrist.

"Good boy, you still dare to resist!"

The faces of the two people behind him changed, and they shouted, grabbing him left and right.

"You brought it on yourself!"

The forces behind these people may have Bai Miaomiao's news in their hands, he didn't want to conflict with them, but the other party deceived people too much, and he couldn't allow him not to make a move, and his hands were punched straight forward into fists.

"How could he be so bold and dare to rush into the immortals of the Eight Immortal Mansion!"

"I know that person!" A person next to him glanced at Wang Xiong, who was in the lead, and whispered: "He is Wang Xiong, a disciple of Han Xiangfeng of the Eight Immortal Mansion, and it is said that his cultivation has reached the Hundred Refining Realm, and he is also the number one person in the Eight Peaks!"

"Hundred Refining Realm! Then isn't this person finished, how can he gain a foothold in Sanssouci City after colliding with him!" a person looked at Lin Fan with sympathy.

“......”

The people watching around discussed in a low voice, and although the voice was small, it was still heard by Lin Fan.

Immediately frowned slightly, before landing on the island, Ao Xuan had already told him that there was a cave opened up by the Eight Immortals on this Penglai Island, but he didn't expect to encounter it just now, and the tone of the audience, the person who came seemed to be a disciple of Han Xiangzi's line among the Eight Immortals.

The sound of landing sounded, and the other four people who were originally sitting on the horse all jumped off the horse, plus the previous three, a total of seven disciples approached Lin Fan at the same time, with a slight sneer on their faces, like Lin Fan, who had just come to this city and disobeyed the control, hadn't they never encountered it, and in the end, they were still obedient to the lesson?

The seven of them shot at the same time, couldn't they deal with a kid from the abandoned wilderness?

In the eyes of several people, the three of them suffered a small loss just now because they were too careless, but they didn't consider Lin Fan's strength at all.

The little cultivator who grew up in such a cruel environment of heaven and earth, it is already very good to have the cultivation of the Innate Realm, not everyone can have the terrifying cultivation of the peak of the Hundred Refining Realm like the previous swordsmen, and there are not many people like that even if they are placed in Han Xiangfeng.

And if the person in front of him is only in the innate realm, they are also in this realm, and it is not as easy to capture him as it is to probe for something.

These seven people are worthy of being disciples of the Great Sect, and their attacks are quite orderly, two of them grabbed Lin Fan's shoulders, three of them attacked his middle lane, and the last two of them were oriented towards his lower plate, completely sealing all the space he could dodge for a while, and he could only choose to fight them head-on.

But what they didn't expect was that Lin Fan didn't have the idea of avoiding his edge at all, his right hand was swung out, and the golden light was wrapped on his fist, which smashed on the shoulders of the two people on the road as fast as lightning, and blasted them back, and his right leg was raised, forming a remnant of the Dao, and he kicked out three feet in an instant, kicking the chest of the three people in the middle of the road, making a dull sound of flesh colliding, and the three people flew out with a whirlwind, and the remaining two saw this terrifying scene, their faces showed a shocked look, and before they could react, they saw a large shadow rushing towards them, and their eyes were dark, and their bodies flew out upside down。

In an instant, the offensive of the seven people was completely disintegrated, and they retreated back with an even more embarrassed attitude, Lin Fan's strength was so great now, he killed the tiger with one punch, although he collected a lot of strength when he shot, it was not something that these people could easily bear, one by one turned into a rolling gourd, lying on the ground and moaning in pain.

"I didn't expect me to look away!"

Wang Xiong let out a low snort, kicked his feet, his body rose to the sky, and a silver-white light poured out of his body, like a silver god of war falling from the sky, rapidly approaching Lin Fan below, his fists glowed, his clothes swayed, and he took Lin Fan directly, and the powerful cultivation of the Hundred Refining Realm was fully revealed.

"If you force Wang Xiong to make a move, I'm afraid he will be in a catastrophe!"

"What if you are majestic for a while, in the end it is just self-inflicted humiliation!"

Almost everyone looked at Lin Fan with sympathy, the cultivator of the Hundred Refining Realm made a move, how could he resist?

"It's endless, isn't it?"

In the face of a series of attacks, even the clay man has three points of fire, not to mention Lin Fan, his face showed impatience, his toes touched the ground, his body rose from the ground in an instant, his black hair flew in the wind, and in the frightened eyes of everyone, he turned around and swung his legs, and put his foot on the chest of the oncoming Wang Xiong, the silver light on the latter's body suddenly collapsed, and his body flew back upside down, rubbing a long mark on the ground.

“......”

"This, this, this ......"

The people around them opened their mouths in surprise, they couldn't believe the scene in front of them, what did they see?

"Bang Bang ......"

The applause suddenly sounded, everyone followed the sound to look, but they saw a woman's figure at the city gate, the woman slowly came out, dressed in a red warrior suit, with a long sword hanging from her waist, her eyes were narrow, her nose was straight, and she had a long ponytail combed on the back of her head, and the whole person looked very capable, and she was smiling at Lin Fan in the field at the moment, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she said: "Interesting, the strength is good!"

Lin Fan's face was slightly solemn, although the woman in front of him had a smiling face and looked very approachable, but it made him smell the slightest hint of danger, obviously a powerful monk.

"Bastard!"

An angry roar sounded, Wang Xiong stood up with a flushed face, looked at Lin Fan with fire-breathing eyes, and shouted angrily: "Labor and management can't spare you!"

The woman in red frowned slightly, and waved her hand lightly to Wang Xiong who came to her side, and a fiery red spiritual power emerged, and Wang Xiong's figure retreated again, almost falling to the ground again.

"Which king...... Wang ......"

Wang Xiong scolded angrily with red eyes, and after seeing the person who stopped him, he suddenly became angry, and swallowed back the second half of the words, the anger on his face gradually subsided, he glanced at Lin Fan viciously, and hugged his fists at the woman and said: "Wang Xiong has seen Senior Sister Yin, why did Senior Sister stop me?"

"I just don't want you to humiliate yourself!"

The woman glanced at him lightly, looked at Lin Fan with interest, and said with a smile: "He is a cultivator in the middle of the Hundred Refining Realm, how can you be his opponent?"

"But......" Wang Xiong still wanted to say something, glanced at Lin Fan, his face showed a hint of resentment, and the remaining seven people also came behind him, all of them with injuries.

"Let's go......" Senior Sister Yin waved her hand casually.

Wang Xiong glanced at Lin Fan unwillingly, glanced at the seven people around him, and each led the horses towards the city, since Yin Hongyue appeared here, it was destined to have nothing to do with them.

How could they possibly compete for the senior sister of Ning Yang Peak with a few of them?