"Good come!"

Seeing this, Lin Fan did not retreat at all. Instead, he laughed and intertwined with the ghost foot seven.

But Lin Fan developed a habit when he was in Wushuang Pavilion!

That is, when fighting with subordinates, you will always remind the other party how to fight in order to save your life!

Therefore, his twelve divine envoys can make the entire world scared!

Therefore, this old problem that has been around for many years has now been brought here by him.

In the battle with Guijiaoqi, he felt more and more uncomfortable!

The main reason is that Ghost Foot Qi can't keep up with his own pace at all and can't even do the tricks to feed himself.

This made Lin Fan unable to help but say, "Did you always fight against people like this before?"

"Aren't you looking for death?"

"Look at your punch, your neck will leak out. If your enemy is holding a knife at this moment, your head will be gone!"

"Waring against people, don't jump up. If you jump up, there is no kung fu to defend. Isn't this for people to kill?!"

“…”

Bang bang bang bang!

In just two minutes, Gui Xiaoqi instantly fell into hell from the joy of arriving in heaven before.

He himself never thought that there were so many places he needed to improve?!

He didn't even know that he had been practicing for so many years and had not died yet, so he was completely trash from his opponent!

If he encounters an enemy like Lin Fan, he will die hundreds of times within two minutes.

Moreover, this is not a crush of strength, but a crush of combat skills. How can he not be ashamed of this?

Therefore, after being kicked away by Lin Fan again, he stopped attacking, but lowered his head in an extremely cruel way and said tremblingly, "I am ashamed of you, you are disappointed!"

"Hey!" Lin Fan saw that the ghost foot Qi stopped hitting him, and he reluctantly withdrew his hand!

He had some understanding of the combat power of Ghost Foot Seven at this time.

That's garbage, garbage, thief trash!

In Lin Fan's opinion, this kind of strength is not to mention fighting him.

Even if a special warrior comes to Yanxia, ​​he can beat him up.

Therefore, Lin Fan finally understood why the Ghost Foot Seven looked so big and was still a traitor disciple.

It turns out that it's not strong enough!

Therefore, after seeing the look of Guijiaoqi asking for guidance, Lin Fan finally decided to give Guijiaoqi some guidance.

After all, no matter what, Guijiaoqi is a traitor disciple who really defected to him.

And if I want to become bigger and stronger in the Wanjian Sect, someone needs to help me.

So, Lin Fan, who thought about this clearly, immediately spoke with a serious expression, "Forget it, you can't practice martial arts overnight!"

"But, Lao Qi, call me a young master and call myself a subordinate. Then I, Lin Fan, are not a bad-hearted master, so you still have to practice your boxing and foot skills more!"

"After all, fighting with others is the ultimate competition. If your skills are too bad, you will definitely die within the same level!"

"Let's do this, today you can understand what I said before. Starting tomorrow, you will take ten minutes every day to practice with me. I will guide you personally. What do you think?!"

boom!

Originally, Ghost Foot Qi was scolded by Lin Fan and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

But at this moment, hearing Lin Fan was willing to guide him every day, which made Gui Xiaoqi kneel on the ground with a thud and salute, "Thank you for your kindness!"

"Forget it, you can feel it yourself!"

Looking at Guijiaoqi's humble look, Lin Fan waved his hand and didn't plan to pay attention to anything else.

He felt that he had to find some errand disciples to test his strength.

Ghost Foot Seven is so terrible.

Little do you know.

In fact, Guijiaoqi is not a good deal!

Mainly because this is the prehistoric world and a paradise for cultivators!

Why are cultivators so scary?

Of course, it is because they have already used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to create the effect of the mage's group!

Moreover, from the foundation-building stage, cultivators can appear to protect their bodies.

So, who is the fight between cultivators?!

Didn’t they all fight by rank suppression?!

Those with weak strength cannot break the strong's protective energy.

A strong person can rely on pressure to make his opponent feel inferior!

However, Lin Fan had to use martial arts skills to evaluate, how did Guijiaoqi argue?

Of course, Lin Fan encountered an old monster like Guijiaoqi, who said it was strong or not, and encountered a bottleneck.

They knew that Lin Fan was right.

If he met someone with a similar cultivation level to him, he would probably be able to swear Lin Fan to death on the spot.

But the stronger the person, the more he knows what Lin Fan said before!

Especially the Zhenyuan Daxian who came to the appointment, he heard Lin Fan say, "Fighting with others, the final competition is still the skill of fist and foot!" He was particularly touched.

After all, after reaching a certain level, level suppression will no longer exist.

The body-protecting energy is almost equal to none.

So, in the final battle, which one is not a fight with his willpower? Which one is not a fight?

Otherwise, why should the demon clan be the boss of this world?

Isn’t it because of their awesome physique?!

Thinking of this.

The Great Immortal Zhenyuan, who was unbearable and wanted to compete with Dugu Qiubai, suddenly appeared five meters in front of Lin Fan, and said with a serious look on his face, "Good words!"

"I guess Mr. Lin didn't fight for fun just now, right? How about I fight with you?!"

boom!

The sudden appearance of Zhenyuan Daxian made Lin Fan stunned.

I don’t seem to understand where this is from. The old guy seems to be very strong!

However, when Guijiaoqi saw Zhenyuan Daxian at this time, his eyes were almost glaring out.

After all, who doesn’t know the Five Zhuang Temple in the sect that is mixed in Nanzhanbu Continent?!

Who doesn’t know, Zhenyuan Daxian?!

However, Guijiaoqi never expected that such a person would take the initiative to make an appointment with his young master!

Little did he know that his shocked expression instantly made Lin Fan curious, "Lao Qi, do you know this person? Do you also belong to our sect?"

"Are you a servile disciple or an outer disciple, or an inner disciple?!"

"he……"

When Ghost Foot Qi heard Lin Fan's words, he almost bit his tongue off.

Is Zhenyuan Daxian a serious servant or an outer disciple?

What a fuck, how can Wanjian Sect have that size?

Therefore, Guijiaoqi was about to introduce Lin Fan to a grand introduction to whom the person was.

But before he could speak, Lin Fan muttered dissatisfiedly, "Hey, you are still too weak. When you see the person coming, you are so scared that you can't speak. Okay, you can stay aside first, I'll ask in person!"

After saying that.

Lin Fan didn't wait for Guijiaoqi to say anything, then looked at Zhenyuan Daxian with a serious look and asked, "What level of disciple are you?"

"Is this important?" Zhen Yuan Daxian asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!