"It's broad daylight, haven't you woken up yet? After finding a few monks and Taoists, I feel like I've dealt with this young master?"

"I have told you that if you provoke me again, you will definitely die. You should think about what other last words you have to explain, so as not to have no chance to say it later."

Zhao Fan sneered, looking at Yu Wenxuan as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Okay, I hope you can be so arrogant when you watch your woman screaming and crying under my crotch."

Yu Wenxuan's eyes were still extremely excited, and there was no emotional fluctuation because of Zhao Fan's words. It was obvious that even if Zhao Fan really chopped off his hands, he would not let him go.

When he shouted this sentence, he remembered the beautiful faces of two girls Lin Shiqi and Belinda, as well as his hot and seductive figure, with a slightly abnormal flush on his face. He had a bit of elegant temperament, and his eyes were full of lustful light.

"Don't waste time anymore. Please take action, masters! All of you are monks, and I will not force you to take his life. As long as you interrupt your hands and feet, you will leave the rest to me to handle."

"The main thing you have helped me solve this person. I, Yu Zhiyuan, will definitely do the conditions I promised to do."

With Yu Zhiyuan's personality, he actually wouldn't have so much nonsense with Zhao Fan. However, he loved his son very much and knew that Yu Wenxuan, who was depressed, needed to vent, so he waited for a minute.

After this patience was eliminated, he took a step back, hugged several monks and Taoist priests, and said coldly.

"Just a young boy, that requires so many people. Let me experience your hard qigong first."

One of the two Taoist priests, a goatee-beard, snorted coldly, and stepped in front of Zhao Fan in one step. When he finished speaking, his raised palm suddenly pressed his chest.

This man's movements seemed slow and fast, but he looked slow, but with a strong force. Zhao Fan hurriedly raised his hand and was actually beaten by this force to take two steps back.

Experience value 59

Feeling the pain on his arm and hearing the system prompts, Zhao Fan's face changed slightly.

He can provide 59 experience points, and can also slap him back with one palm. Moreover, when this man takes action, he has an invisible energy flowing slowly, vigorous and majestic. He is already a master who has completely stepped into dark energy.

The obvious and hidden power are revealed. When you practice it to this level, the so-called exquisite moves are no longer of great effect.

The dark power master is full of energy flowing. Every time he hits his opponent, he has strong internal strength as a helper.

This kind of strength is invisible, but it is also surging and strong. As long as it is involved in an opponent with weak strength, it will basically be instantly killed.

The Wuming Kung Fu has been upgraded to level three, and Zhao Fan’s internal strength is also strong, but he dare not say that he has reached the level of dark strength.

Because this level takes at least ten years of hard practice and polishing, the control of the body has reached a level of meticulousness, and it is not to judge the level of strength based on the strength of the internal strength.

"But that's it!"

The Taoist Chongling was actually slightly stunned. His palm seemed to have taken hastily, but in fact he had used 80% of his strength. He thought that Zhao Fan would immediately spit blood and flew backwards, but he knew that he had just taken two steps back, and even had no intention of his hand?

However, this kind of stunned silence was only in a moment. He already knew that Zhao Fan’s “hard qigong” was very powerful, and the effect of this palm only confirmed some of the news he had heard before.

Seeing that Zhao Fan's face was slightly solemn, the man sneered and stepped up again, his palms were strong and he continued to slap Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan was a little depressed. After being injured by a group of people sent by Stark, although his nameless martial arts helped him recover a lot, he still felt a little pain.

Now I have encountered the most powerful opponent I encountered after returning to China, and it seems a little passive.

This kind of passiveness does not mean that he can't beat the person in front of him, but the process of collecting experience points has become a bit uncomfortable.

Every time he was shot by the Spirit Taoist, the extremely powerful current would make him feel comfortable like he had never felt before, but at the same time, the pain in his chest that was like burning was constantly tormenting him.

Experience value 59

Experience value 59

Experience value 59

...

Zhao Fan was depressed, and the Chongling Taoist was about to go wild. From the corner of his eyes, he saw the slightly questioning expressions of several people around him. His old face was already red.

He is a real master of dark energy. In just a moment, his palm had already slapped Zhao Fan for more than twenty times. Even a big tree should have been slapped into pieces by this time.

However, although the person in front of him occasionally showed a look of pain on his face, and even a trace of blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, he just couldn't fall down.

"I see when you can last in one breath."

The Taoist Chongling was wandering around Zhao Fan like crazy, and the strong wind brought by his fists and feet even rolled up rolling dust. This momentum was even comparable to the special effects in film and television dramas.

"My hard qigong is just a common external skill. How did he practice it to this level?"

"It's a pity that a good seedling is. If you give him a few more years, I'm afraid no one can do anything to you here."

"Master Chongling has been in the dark energy for many years. No matter how powerful this kid's hard qigong is, he can't stand it for long."

Although the group of people around him looked like Taoist priests and monks, they did not look compassionate. Looking at the fierce battle between the two people, they did not think there was any problem with them doing this.

"Dad, we are going to take him..."

Yu Wenxuan ran to Yu Zhiyuan excitedly, reached out and gestured to cut his throat, and asked in a low voice.

"This man's skills are definitely not self-taught. Since he has taken action, he has to be eradicated. Otherwise, even if he is useless, he will be beaten up with the young and the old, we will be unable to defend against it."

Yu Zhiyuan nodded slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, a plain tone, and he said it for granted.

"Then, can those two women..."

Yu Wenxuan looked deep in the inner courtyard excitedly and said excitedly.

"It's up to you, no one can do it."

Yu Zhiyuan's face turned slightly dark, but he nodded in the end and then gave a lesson.

Yu Wenxuan's face was full of pleasure. He looked at Zhao Fan who couldn't help but retreat and his body trembled gently.

He seemed to have seen Zhao Fan's broken hands and feet, lying in front of him like a dog, crying and begging for mercy. All the aggrievance in his heart during this period disappeared at this moment.

The last system prompt sounded, Zhao Fan grinned and snorted coldly, looking at the crazy-looking Taoist Chongling, with a strange smile on his face.

The sound of Chongling instinctive eyes vaguely felt something was wrong.

However, before he could react, Zhao Fan had already stepped on his body, and there was a huge fist that completely blocked his sight.

"Bang!"

The dull sound made people feel a little scared. The Taoist Chongling who was still alive just now was hit by Zhao Fan's punch on the bridge of his nose.

The nose bone made a crisp crack and broke directly. The whole body was blown away by five or six meters. It also retreated seven or eight steps on the ground before it shakingly stood firm.

He is a master of dark energy and his reaction speed is extremely fast. When Zhao Fan swung his punch, his body had already risen out of thin air.

I was originally thinking of jumping back and avoiding this punch, but I knew that Zhao Fan's fist was almost at its peak. As soon as his body jumped up, his fist had already landed on his face.

The punch was extremely powerful, and he was jumping backwards, and the two forces were superimposed together. If he had not tried his best to gain a foothold, he would have to withdraw from a longer distance to stabilize his body.

No matter how powerful your martial arts are, your nose is always relatively weak, not only is it afraid of pain, but it is also prone to bleeding.

Zhao Fan's punch even broke the bridge of the Chongling Taoist's nose. When the Chongling Taoist stood firm, his head and face were covered with tears and nosebleeds. He looked very scary.

"How is it possible? Isn't he already injured?"

"I have been beaten by Master Chong Ling for so long, but I still have the ability to fight back. How far has he practiced hard qigong?"

The surprised figures around him rang out loud, and Yu Wenxuan's face was a little stiff. He thought that it would be more than enough to deal with Zhao Fan when he attacked the Spirit Taoist. How could he know that the end would be like this?

He couldn't capture it for a long time just now, and the Taoist Chongling felt very embarrassed, so he became a little irritable. But now he was really embarrassed, but he calmed down instead.

He knew very well that if Zhao Fan punched again, he would still not be able to stop it. If he rushed forward and wanted to recover the game, the final result would only be even more embarrassing.

He gave up his plan to show off his power, his face was covered in blood, and his eyes were filled with tears and he looked at the others around him and shouted, "Everyone, please help me!"

At this time, he had no longer had the slightest appearance of immortality. He looked particularly miserable and miserable, with tears in his eyes, and even more pitiful.

“Go together!”

The shouts came from the mouth of Taoist Qinghuai. Xiao Sheng, who had been impatient, rushed out first. The others followed closely and attacked Zhao Fan at the same time.

Experience value 58

Experience value 61

Experience value 56

...

For experience value, Zhao Fan also fought hard, and when these people took action, he had already met them.

There is a saying that two fists cannot beat four hands, and he also had the intention of collecting experience points, so he only slightly blocked the opponent's fists and feet towards the face.

It was just a moment, and I was hit by seven or eight times.

The system prompted the sounds one after another, and he grinned in pain and finally confirmed that all of these people were dark energy masters.

He looked at Yu Zhiyuan's face with a little surprised, and his heart was full of doubt.

After returning for so long, he already knew some of the situation in Xiling City. He knew that although the Yu family was strong, in Chu Province, it could only be regarded as a second-rate family. Unexpectedly, this person hired so many masters at once.

The Wuming Technique has been constantly operating from the beginning, so after the injuries in his inner abdomen were shaken, a trace of blood was just a corner of his mouth.

But just now, the only one of the Taoist Chongling took action, and now there are ten masters of dark power surrounding him to punch and kick him. Even though he was alert and his feet moved rapidly and his hands kept blocking, the burning pain in his chest was still becoming more and more obvious.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but slam it out, with a vague expression on his face, and he was hit several times, his feet shaking and almost fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!