"Miss Bai, I suggest you let this student leave first. An ordinary person like him, no matter how strong he is, he cannot withstand the punch of us practitioners.

He may be beaten to death here." Feng Fan glanced at Lu Yifan and frowned.

Bai Lan nodded, thinking that his words were very reasonable, and looked at Lu Yifan and said, "Yifan, you go home first. The people of the gods will start fighting later. If there is any magic to hurt you, it will be bad."

Lu Yifan said lightly: "Sister Lan, since you asked me to come out with you, how can I run away if there is any danger? Don't worry, I won't have any trouble.

Besides, I feel that what they are talking about is internal energy and true energy, but that's all, nothing is powerful."

"The ignorant is fearless, and young people are really ignorant of the world!" Feng Fan sneered.

Bai Lan was moved and entangled when she saw Lu Yifan insisting on staying by her side to protect her, and finally she decided to let Lu Yifan stay.

After all, with Feng Fan here, she is absolutely confident in Feng Fan!

Because there have been several times recently, it was because of Feng Fan's actions that she was out of danger.

She had also seen that Feng Fan could leave a shallow palm print with a light press on the ground with one hand!

If such a master pats on a person's body, he will not be able to make meat sauce!

Finally, Feng Fan snorted coldly, without opposing Bai Lan, but said arrogantly: "Ms. Bai paid the money, so I will naturally protect the safety of Miss Bai and your friends."

Lu Yifan turned his head and asked, "Sister Lan, how much did you pay to hire him?"

"It's only 10 million yuan to take action at one time. How about it? Isn't it very cheap?" Bai Lan said with a smile.

Lu Yifan silently took out his cell phone and took a look at his monthly royalties of more than 100,000 yuan...

It's cheap, you uncle!

Write your uncle's novel!

Just this weak chicken, it costs ten million to take action at one time!

Hello, Sister Lan, give me a million, I will kill ten of these guys with one punch!

"Well... it's quite cheap..." Lu Yifan said with a wry smile.

Prodigal women!

It’s not like this that you have money!

At this moment, Zhang Zuotang spoke: "Who is your lord?"

"Feng Fan, director of Xingyiquanquan Pavilion." Feng Fan said coldly.

"Xingyiquan? The body training method is just that, do you know that I have cultivated true qi!" Zhang Zuotang snorted coldly.

In front of the master of true qi, practitioners in the body refining realm are just native chickens and tile dogs, vulnerable!

"Do you think you have cultivated true energy?" Feng Fan raised his head slightly and said proudly.

"So you are also a master of the True Qi Realm. Okay, let me try your skills today!" Zhang Zuotang said.

"Why do I need to take action in person to teach you a lesson? Yi Hao, you can teach him a lesson!" Feng Fan said to the young man standing beside him.

Yi Hao is his most outstanding disciple. He has practiced to the early stage of the True Qi Realm at a young age. He probably won't be a problem to deal with the so-called master in front of him.

"Haha, are you asking your disciple to die?" Zhang Zuotang smiled contemptuously and looked at Yi Hao and said, "I dare to challenge me in the early stage of the True Qi Realm!"

"If you want to challenge my master, you will win me first!" Yi Hao has been a genius in cultivation since he was a child, and he is even more crazy. How could he suffer such provocation?

When the body moves, Yi Hao's heart and intention are in harmony, the intention and qi are in harmony, the qi are in harmony, the shoulders and hips are in harmony, the elbows and knees are in harmony, and the hands and feet are in harmony!

"Xinyi Liuhequan!"

The true energy surged up to his fist, and Yi Hao rushed over.

Zhang Zuotang sneered secretly, his figure moved, and he shook his fist head-on.

Two figures are about to part with one touch.

There was already a large pool of blood on the ground, and the earth was shaken by Yi Hao's body as if it was shaking.

One punch!

Yi Hao dies!

"Xiao Hao!" Feng Fan's face changed drastically when he saw this and couldn't help but scream.

Just now, I realized that I was too fast and no one could see clearly. At this time, they saw that Yi Hao, who was lying on the ground, had already been smashed to pieces by a punch!

The internal organs in the chest were blown into a pool of meat paste!

"I said, don't let your apprentice die, you must not listen! Now, it's your turn!" Zhang Zuotang grinned, with a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

Feng Fan felt cold in his heart, and he had long lost his arrogance when he first came.

This Yi Hao is a strong man in the early stage of the True Qi Realm, and he is only a little worse than his master's strength.

Even he was killed with one punch, what could he do?

But at this time, the disciples and the eldest lady of the Bai family were looking forward to his performance. For the sake of the dignity of a warrior, he had to bite the bullet and get on.

"Hmph, then let me avenge my disciple!"

After saying that, Feng Fan used his strongest technique - the Twelve-Form Fist.

This technique is a practical technique created by imitating the movement characteristics of twelve animals, namely dragon-shaped, tiger-shaped, bear-shaped, snake-shaped, hawk-shaped, monkey-shaped, horse-shaped, chicken-shaped, swallow-shaped, turtle-shaped, harrier-shaped, and eagle-shaped.

When the twelve techniques are combined into one, it is the strongest time for these twelve-shaped fists!

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Both of them were masters of boxing, and in an instant, their fists collided dozens of times.

Ordinary people can only see countless fist shadows, fighting and unable to capture the figures of the two.

Where the two of them stood, the ground, big trees, and the walls of the building were all broken, and there were big holes.

"It's so scary! Is this the real strength of the gods?" Bai Lan couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat that popped out of her forehead and said in her heart.

At this time, she was glad that she had prepared completely. Fortunately, he spent a lot of money to hire the director of the Xingyiquanquan Pavilion. Otherwise, she would have been beaten to death by such a master!

Everyone was worried about watching it, only Lu Yifan yawned gently beside him.

"Sister Lan, when will they finish the fight? I'm sleepy..." Lu Yifan said lightly.

Bai Lan couldn't help but shook her head and sighed in her heart. It was indeed a young man!

My heart is so big!

However, what Bai Lan didn't know was that in Lu Yifan's opinion, these two people were like two babies playing and playing.

Just then, there was only a "bang" sound!

A man squirted blood and flew backwards from the air.

The disciples of Xingyiquan and Bai Lan looked closely and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The one who fell to the ground was Feng Fan, the director of Xingyi Boxing Pavilion.

Feng Fan covered his heart and smiled bitterly with a trembling body: "I didn't expect that you have already cultivated to the late stage of the True Qi Realm, and you are in Menglang."

Zhang Zuotang didn't even breathe, obviously he didn't use his real strength at all.

He said proudly: "How come you little boxing gyms that have no sects and no sects are our Baji Sect's opponents?"

"It turns out that you are a clan of the sect. No wonder you have such cultivation at such a young age. Just give in, I admit defeat..." As he said that, Feng Fan sighed, stood up with a trembling trembling, took out a card and handed it to Bai Lan.

"Master Feng, are you?" Bai Lan's heart had fallen into the bottomless abyss and asked knowingly.

"I'm sorry, Miss Bai, I'm incompetent. All the money you gave me before is in this card. Today, I'm afraid you will really die here." Feng Fan said in shame.

Lu Yifan, who was beside Bai Lan, saw the card and kept howling in his heart: "Hold it, you guys! I can crush them to death with just one finger of the weak chickens in front!!!"
Chapter completed!