As we walked forward, the fire gradually brightened. Over there was an abandoned "sacred altar" of Manichaeism many years ago. It was actually several broken temples. Fang Baihua and others were obviously there at this time, running.

, suddenly I saw a figure flashing in front of me, two figures collided in the dark forest, one of them spread his shawl and shouted loudly, the two of them exchanged several moves with a bang, the power was astonishing, the two people hiding next to them were hit.

The impact caused them to be knocked away. One of the people fighting seemed to be Chen Fan.

As a direct disciple of Fang Qifu, Chen Fan is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also extremely powerful. He has also been fighting in battles for a long time. When he really wants to kill someone, his methods are also vicious and violent. But at this time, he used all his strength to attack, and the big man with the radiant energy on the opposite side was actually violent.

I got into a fight with him while drinking.

After a few exchanges, Chen Fan suddenly withdrew. The big man rushed over, passed through several trees and lost sight of Chen Fan. He punched a tree trunk so hard that sawdust flew, while Xigua and the others sneaked over.

I met Chen Fan face to face.

"Something happened." Chen Fan saw them in the darkness, licked the blood on his fists, and whispered, "Suddenly a group of masters came, I don't know who they are... That guy is really strong..."

"Auntie and the others are in front?"

"Right over there, some people were hiding in the woods here and were washed away. I came here to pick up some bargains and gather people together. It's too late to think of a way..."

"Know."

Xigua nodded. Now everyone is still being hunted. If they are restrained by these experts and surrounded by officers and soldiers, they will be dead. Just as he was about to go forward, Fang Shuchang came over with a surprised look on his face: "Wait a minute.

Wait, 'Crazy Tiger' Wang Nanda..."

"What?" Chen Fan asked.

Xigua wanted to ask, but then she remembered that she had heard this name before.

"The person you and Chen Fan fought just now was like the 'Crazy Tiger' Wang Nanda. At that time, I was studying with my master and had not traveled much in the world. I had only seen him a few times. It has been more than ten years..."

"So what?" Chen Fan didn't understand.

At this time, Fang Baihua's voice suddenly came from the direction of the dilapidated temple over there: "Who are you!?"

In the battles these days, Fang Baihua has been injured and very tired. But after all, she is a heroic girl who once led a large army to fight. Under such circumstances, there is usually a heroic spirit in her words, but this

After a moment of questioning, Ying Wu obviously had a trace of speculation and suspicion, which was slightly similar to Fang Shuchang's suspicion just now.

As everyone rushed over there, they heard a loud noise, mixed with the sound of broken bones, and through the faint light. Among the several ruined temples over there, an earthen wall collapsed.

There were also several human bodies that were obviously smashed into them.

"Sister Baihua, long time no see."

In the dust all over the sky, someone walked out from over there. His figure was broad and his silhouette gradually became visible. The sleeves of his robe were fluttering like Maitreya, waving the smoke. If you were close, you could see clearly. Just now, the tall fat man was looking towards this person.

Two masters under Fang Baihua tried to stop him. He just took one step forward, and the two masters seemed to be stuck on his shoulders, and they hit the wall that seemed to be very strong.

The bones in his body were all broken, but the fat man directly crashed through the entire wall. He stepped over, his tone was mellow and calm. With just one hand, he was already close to the master level. Fang La back then might be able to do it, and Fang Qifu might be able to do it.

It's possible, but Fang Baihua can't, and Chen Fan and Liu Xigua can't either.

In the open space next to the dilapidated temples, Fang Baihua had already recognized him, holding a red gun and standing up straight. She was in her thirties, and he was in his forties, so they knew him.

But here, Fang Shuchang looked at the man carefully, and after a moment he sighed: "Lin Echan...'Demon Buddha' Lin Echan..."

Chen Fan spread his hands: "Who is he?"

Xigua rolled his eyes and then glanced at him. Fang Shuchang next to him also looked at him: "Fo Shuai didn't tell you..." This was a statement but not a question. Obviously Fang Shuchang could understand the reason to some extent.

"Devil Buddha" Lin Echan and "Crazy Tiger" Wang Nanda, these two names may have had great reputations more than ten years ago, but at this moment, what is really important is not just them, but

From these two names comes the name of another person.

Xigua opened her lips lightly. She didn't know why, but at this moment, there was only unusual calm in her eyes.

The wind blows through the forest.

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"Sikong Nan..."

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"Ah..." Chen Fan sighed.

The wind blew through the forest, the fire swayed, and there was a beeping and white light.

Fang Baihua, half-body covered in blood, pressed the tip of the red gun and pointed it diagonally forward.

Some things can be figured out when a certain symbol appears. There is no need to ask why this is the case. At least at this moment, no one wants to ask.

There was a sound in the night.

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"... Talented people come out from generation to generation, and new generations always bury the old ones... I once said this on the day I left..."

Those old words seemed to echo everywhere in the woods, and the light was pale and shone on many people's faces.

It is difficult for a wealthy family to recruit many top-notch masters. Only a well-established martial arts family and powerful martial arts family can do this.

Manichaeism…

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"...You want to do great things, and you have indeed achieved great things. If you can really accomplish them, you will never see me again in your life... But Baihua, there is no way ahead for you..."

There was once such a person who was driven out of her position. At the beginning, they were always wary of her comeback. Because even if she failed, her influence was still there in the beginning.

However, as time passed, the man became disheartened and disappeared. One year passed, three years passed, and five years passed. The divided Manichaeism finally reunited. They began to do the big things they wanted to do, and gradually forgot about it.

Got her.

Until...the real defeat appears...

"...I'm back."

Following the sound, Lin Erchan walked towards Fang Baihua, stretched out his hand and pressed it!

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The red gun clicked out! In the light and wind, a figure suddenly jumped out of the woods and punched the Maitreya-like man. The sound of breaking wind was heard. This was Chen Fan's full punch. The punch of the wind

In the middle, the fat man's broad monk's robes roared toward the back. On the other side, there was a girl rushing out of the woods. She had thrown away her giant blade, and was wielding a single sword in her hands, but it seemed to be wielding a stronger sword than before.

The giant blade is even heavier than the sharp weapon, and the look in his eyes is fierce and determined! That is the Tyrant Sword!

Du Sha, Luo Bingren, Zheng Qiming, Fang Shuchang, Wang Nanda, nicknamed Crazy Tiger, and many other masters seemed to rush in madly at the moment the string broke.

At this moment, there is no room for hesitation, no one can stop——

ps:
Chapter completed!