82 Is it a big tree or thatch?

The five old men looked high and looked at Lin Fan as if they were looking at ants. They were interrupted by Lin Fan and were immediately stunned. Being interrupted by the existence of an ant they thought was tantamount to being slapped hard, let alone in front of many people.

The five old men are antiques who have lived for several years and have entered the period of marrowization for a hundred years. Even in their own family, they are top beings. How can they suffer such a naked humiliation at this time?

"Little bastard, do you know that you are playing with fire? Do you believe that I can twist you to death with one finger!" The ugly old man with a nose looked at Lin Fan with an arrogant face and did not look at Lin Fan at all.

"Even if you are a mortal, I don't mind erasing you. Killing you is like slaughtering a dog. The old man with a zombie voice spoke like a ghost.

"Maybe I should remind you that it's easy to flash your tongue when talking big." Lin Fan's mouth was slightly slanted and said calmly, "Maybe you are already confused and have forgotten what a proud soldier must be defeated."

"What a big tone! Then I will kill you first, and then clean up the evil beast. The bloody old man was already impatient. Hearing Lin Fan's words, he snorted coldly, waved his bloody robe sleeves, and a strong wind rushed towards Lin Fan. Among them, there is no vitality. Obviously, this bloody old man only regards Lin Fan as a mortal who does not know the current affairs and can only show the benefits of words.

When Lin Fan saw the strong wind coming, he sneered and did not move. He simply waved a punch and headed towards the strong wind.

Bum!

There was a not fierce collision sounded, and the blood shadow was defeated by Lin Fan in an instant without dragging water at all.

"What on earth is this Jiamu to count? Obviously, there is no fluctuation in his vitality, but why is his cultivation very strong? Xiang Tianxiao looked at Lin Fan and frowned.

"Maybe he took another cultivation road..." Gui Jianchou, as a genius disciple of the heavenly ghost religion, came into contact with many secrets. Hearing the words, he said, "In ancient times, there was a kind of cultivation system that only tempered the body, did not store vitality, and developed his own potential, but this cultivation system has been extinct for several ages. I I have only seen it in the Heavenly Ghost Library, and the words are quite vague, but the core place of the religion, the Heavenly Ghost Source has never entered, and the details are not clear.

Shen Yu and several others did not listen carefully to what the ghost said, and all looked at Lin Fan worriedly.

"Is everything okay with the black man? Those are all monks in the medullary stage! Lin Fan, although we don't know the specific cultivation, we will never surpass the bone refining. How can we fight this!" Nangong Ling muttered to himself with a worried face.

At this time, Lin Fan was confronting the five old men, and his eyes couldn't help fighting. The field even crackled, if there was thunder and lightning shining.

"I've been blind," after a long time, the old man in white robe suddenly said, "It turned out to be the legendary god refining the body. I just want to refine a furnace of elixir, so I will take your life to refine the medicine." As he spoke, the old man suddenly raised his right hand, and a huge palm suddenly crossed the air and grabbed Lin Fan.

The old man in white robe came out of his palm, and the people in the field suddenly changed their faces. The casual blow of the monks in the medullary period could make ordinary monks feel great pressure, and their souls were about to collapse.

"It turned out to be the person who sat down in the white robe, hey hey, this is interesting." Yao Tianxing stretched out his palm and grabbed the wind in the air, came to his nose to smell it, and then smiled evilly.

"The Venerable in White robe?" Some people look confused when they hear this name, but a few people's faces have changed again and again, remembering some distant past events.

But at this moment, Lin Fan has no time to think so much. His huge palm seems to cover the sky. Under this palm, Lin Fan is as small as an ant.

However, small does not mean weak!

Seeing that the huge palm was about to fall down, if he was hit, he would be injured if he did not die. Lin Fan's body suddenly radiated ten feet of golden light, and his eyes also turned golden. His whole body was like gold, awe-inspiring and inviolable. Looking at the lower palms in the air, Lin Fan's face was carved like a blade, raised his right hand and suddenly turned to the air. Go away!

In the exclamation of the crowd, the golden light and the palm of light as big as a mountain collided!

Boom!

A earth-shaking explosion sounded, and the palm of the skylight turned into spots under Lin Fan's blow, dissipating in the air, accompanied by the unbearable creaking sound of the whole fighting palace.

Everyone exclaimed, as if they didn't expect Lin Fan to withstand the blow of the bone refining monk. Even if the white-robed old man did not do his best, it was definitely not something that ordinary people could bear. The realm determines cultivation, cultivation determines the gap, and retrograde punishment is an easy thing to say but extremely difficult to do.

"I underestimated you!" The old man in white robe seemed to have no expectation that his palm was useless, and his face showed a surprised look. He said briefly, and one palm kept cutting Lin Fan.

The sky is like a knife, and the center of the whole field has become a sea of palm shadows. Lin Fan has been completely submerged. Everyone only heard bursts of bangs, but they did not see Lin Fan's figure.

Roar!

At this moment, a roar suddenly resounded on the spot. Then, a screen suddenly appeared between the palm shadow and the golden light, quickly tearing a crack in the palm shadow in the sky. Then, the figure of Dawei suddenly rushed out from inside, and then roared and roared and went straight towards the remaining four people.

Four people, including the bloody old man, were originally watching the battle with their hands. They were confident that the old man in white robe could take down the person in front of them. Even if he was a legendary god refining monk, a silver light curtain suddenly surged up in front of him, which was more dazzling than the golden light and palm shadow that almost filled the whole space, and even tore open a crack in the "cage" composed of the two!

The five old men were shocked and their bodies retreated rapidly. When they saw that it was Dawei, their faces were suddenly gloomy. They attacked Dawei together, palms like knives, and recruited killers. Unexpectedly, they had the intention to completely wipe out Dawei from the beginning.

Dawei kept roaring, although he fought four battles, but he was not afraid. Its body was enlarged, and its eyes were full of divine light, and its forehead was shining with a little cold light, becoming the most dazzling focus of the whole field, covering all the light, whether it was the palm shadow of the old man in white robe, Lin Fan's dazzling golden light, or the remaining four people or the blood-red or pale vitality energy storm. The little claws couldn't help scratching them away and repeatedly tore the encirclement of the four people.

The white-robed old man and Lin Fan fought each other, and the mysterious balance circle formed was broken by Dawei, and the two have been fighting endlessly on the ground.

Lin Fan's body was full of blood and vitality. The more brave he fought, and his palms flew over. Every palm was thrown out like a mountain, which was powerful and powerful, which greatly changed the faces of the surrounding monks.

The demon Tianxing Qin Keer ant young man in black and others looked gloomy. Obviously, Lin Fan's strength exceeded their expectations, and they obviously did not want to see this result.

"I didn't expect Heizi to be so powerful..." Nangong Ling muttered, but remembered that he was actually Lin Fan, but he took it for granted. The old man once told her about the suspiciousness of Aokiko and thought that he was definitely an antique among the old antiques. Naturally, the disciples taught by such people should be extraordinary, but he didn't expect that Aokizi did not actually take him much. Shen suan and other people who have a good impression or no bad feeling for Lin Fan all smiled faintly.

"I have figured out your cultivation, and I think we can end this battle. I have wasted too much time for you. Your blood is the best compensation. The indifferent voice of the old man in white robe suddenly sounded, as if he were winning.

Everyone was shocked, and the colors behind were different. Nangong Ling and others were naturally extremely anxious. Qin Keer raised her eyebrows several times. Although it was not obvious, the joy in her heart was obvious. At least Demon Tianxing and others sneered endlessly.

While the old man in white robe finished speaking, the palm shadow in the field instantly flourished, both in terms of quantity and power, and suddenly reached several steps.

Originally, in addition to the whistling of several people fighting and the fierce light, the audience was still stable, which was different from the lock yuan array arranged in the center of the fight palace. However, at this time, with the sudden fierce action of the old man in white robes, everyone immediately felt strong wind blowing on their faces, and the face was painful.

"Hmm!" Lin Fan didn't say a word about this, just snorted coldly. Then, his feet suddenly moved strangely. The next moment, he was out of the palm of the sky and stood outside the energy circle of *.

"Just now, I just wanted to experience how strong my body is. Old man, do you think you can eat me? The realm of marrow? Humph! What about the marrow? In my eyes, you are a waste, living on animals for hundreds of years!" Lin Fan's body flashed golden. At this time, even his hair was wearing a faint golden color, which made him look extraordinary. He glanced at the battlefield of Dawei and the four people. Seeing that Dawei was fine for the time being, he turned his head and stared at the old man in white robe coldly and said sarcastic.

"Hmm! The dragonfly shakes the big tree, which is ridiculous. The old man in white robe looked calm and opened his mouth indifferently without any anger. But I don't know whether it's because his psychological quality is good enough or whether he thinks that Lin Fan is not worthy of his anger at all.

"It's not enough for the dragonfly to shake the tree, but it's enough to pull out a weed." Lin Fan suddenly smiled strangely on his face, and suddenly stepped on the seven steps of climbing to the sky, dragged up a long shadow, and rushed to the old man in white robe.

The old man in the white robe only felt a flower in front of him, and a bad feeling came. The white robe moved slightly and waited to dodge. Suddenly, there was a pain in his jaw. In a thrill, he found that Lin Fan was standing still with a joking face, as if he had never moved.

"Big tree? Can you also be called a big tree?" Lin Fan put his hand out of his mouth, looked at the old man in white robe, gently blew it with his mouth, and dozens of beards fluttered to the ground.

Lin Fan's dark face showed a strange smile and an indescribable awkwardness. Looking at the old man in white robe who changed his face for the first time, he said, "It's just a wild thatch that I don't like. What kind of a big tree?"

"You really make me angry!" The old man in white robe looked pale and stared at Lin Fan. His voice was angry for the first time, "Even if you pour out your blood, it is difficult to wash away my anger!"

As he spoke, the white-robed old man suddenly raised waves of white air above his head, and then a white lotus slowly formed above his head.