Chapter 425

Li Xiaofan took this opportunity to stand up. A shallow impression was printed on his white palm, as if it had been strangled by a thread.

But it soon disappeared and recovered.

A trace of anger flashed in Li Xiaofan's eyes. When he punched, people walked with the fist. The shadow of the fist was like a raging wave. The space was shaking and cracking.

Old fan was punched several times in succession. Several ribs were broken in front of his chest. The fist marks sank down. The fist strength penetrated his body, protruding a virtual shadow of a fist from his back, and his clothes were detected.

Old fan stepped back for more than ten steps and smashed many bronze lamps, stair handrails and expensive household appliances and furniture behind him.

And he himself, with a broken head and blood flow, looked as if his old body was going to fall apart at any time.

Old fan's eyes were full of dignified color, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his wrinkled face was pale.

"I didn't expect that you could have such accomplishments at your young age."

"At first, I thought you were just the peak of transforming God. Now it seems that I was wrong. You have entered the realm of connecting God."

He shook his head and said in doubt.

"But there can't be a warrior who stepped into God as young as you. You must have hidden a great secret, or an old monster reincarnated and rebuilt."

"Hum, but it doesn't matter. I'll kill you and take away your adventure for my use."

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Li Xiaofan's eyes flashed and made a simple punch.

This fist is peaceful. It seems very simple, but it contains the ancient meaning of heaven and earth Avenue, which is simple and grand.

One punch, cover the mountains and rivers!

In a hurry, old fan put up an iron fan to protect his chest.

But Li Xiaofan's fist is like a giant spirit lifting Wangwu mountain and falling, with unparalleled power.

His dark iron fan was directly bent. Finally, the remaining strength of his fist was not reduced and hit old fan's chest.

Poof!

Old fan vomited a mouthful of blood and flew out in the air, smashing the door of the living room. A rockery in the yard was also directly collapsed, and the gravel was shot around.

And old fan, too, was pressed under the rubble and there was no movement at all.

Li Xiaofan thought this punch would kill old fan.

Because the old man was just a cultivation in the early stage of Tongshen, and through the previous fight, he could feel that the other party had hidden diseases in his body and could not do it with all his strength.

So he turned to chase Murong blade.

But who ever thought that the gravel pile made a sound of hearing the rope, the gravel rolled down, and old fan stood up from it.

However, at this time, his face was black and blue, and his bones were broken and sunken by his fist, just like a broken plastic toy.

However, old fan's eyes did not have the dispirited color after serious injury, but glittered ferociously, just like hawks and falcons.

"Well, boy, you forced me to play my cards, which was completely beyond my expectation."

"Well, let's take this as a reward for brother Murong's kindness in taking in him that year!"

After that, old fan stamped the ground with the soles of his feet, and his bones made a crackling sound.

The original rickety body suddenly became as tall and straight as a pine, the wrinkles on the face quickly disappeared, and the gray hair became as black as ink.

In particular, a pair of eyes, from the original turbidity and no light, have become burning and divine, as if there were two torches hidden, which makes people dare not look directly.

In the blink of an eye, old fan changed from a drooping old man to a handsome man of about 40 years old, holding a folding fan and elegant demeanor, just like a scholar who went to Beijing for the exam.

Li Xiaofan was also slightly stunned.

Because the cultivation of the other party has soared from the initial stage of Tongshen to the later stage of Tongshen.

This is the original power of fan Lao. There must be a reason why he hid so deeply and even changed his face.

At this time, fan Lao's voice became thick and low.

"Li Xiaofan, you forced me to show my true body. After killing you, I can't stay in the Murong family. I have to find another way out."

"Who are you?"

Li Xiaofan asked Lu qimang.

The other party's breath has far exceeded him.

Unexpectedly, there are such peerless experts hidden in the Murong family. The other party must be hiding here to avoid the pursuit of the enemy.

With his hands on his back, fan's calm demeanor is like an old hunter facing dying prey.

So now, instead of worrying, he said slowly.

"I'm from Emeishan palace family. My name is Gong Ziyu."

"Thirty years ago, I escaped because I violated the family rules. I was chased and killed by my people all the way. I was seriously injured and rolled off the cliff. It happened that Murong Tianci took my people hunting at the foot of the mountain and saved me."

"Since then, I have changed my face and silently guarded the Murong family." "of course, my main task is to protect the young master Murong blade!" "after cutting you off, I can even repay Murong's kindness." after listening to each other's words, Li Xiaofan suddenly remembered that the talisman of the Chen family on Hong Kong Island was spread from the Emeishan palace family. According to legend, Mount Emei palace family is the descendant of FUZU. But whether it is true or not is impossible to study. Because until now, Li Xiaofan has never been to Emei Mountain to explore the secret. However, there happened to be descendants of the palace family here. You'll know when you try. Thinking of this, Li Xiaofan smiled coldly, with lightning twining between his fingers, and he himself was full of war, said Langsheng. "People all say that the cultivation of Fu and seal script of Mount Emei palace family is unique in the world. Today, Li will come to experience it." Gong Ziyu smiled contemptuously. Under the night wind, his long hair danced, his sense of war was like a sword, and the air around him was twisting and rolling. After talking, Gong Ziyu's wrist shook and the iron fan opened. The dense fan bones are impressively made of refined iron. When they are waved, they make a crisp sound of metal impact. The seal characters are carved on the fan, emitting a mysterious force. Moreover, this iron fan is full of toughness. It has been bent by Li Xiaofan before, but now it has recovered as before. Shua! When the iron fan in the other party's hand was waved, a strong wind fanned on the ground and stepped out step by step, and a seal character similar to fire lotus was born under his feet. The petals on the lotus flower flew out, turned into a fire dragon and rushed at Li Xiaofan. In the fire, you can vaguely see many flying symbols and seal characters, just like fireflies. Li Xiaofan's eyes flashed. He could feel the crisis contained in it. It can be said that this is the first time he has felt the threat of death since his rebirth. But it's just that. Trying to kill him with this is tantamount to a fool's dream. He is Xuantian xianzun. He is invincible in the fairy world. He is invincible in ten thousand battles. How could a mere mole ant hurt him. "Thunder shield!" with a wave of Li Xiaofan's hand, a ball of lightning surrounded him, and the silver snake ran around to form a protective armor. Then, a huge thunder knife, which was three meters long, split the raging flame and cut at Gong Ziyu with towering ferocity.