When he motioned for nalanxiong to retreat, Lin Fan suddenly laughed: "black horse, why are you shivering?"

"Lin fan, what did you do to Zhang Dong just now?"

His eyes were warily fixed on Lin fan, and the hand of black horse was shaking subconsciously.

His poisonous sand palm was actually dissolved by Lin fan, but this impossible thing happened.

No matter how confident he is, he can't resist such a result.

This time, he was completely proud and confident.

When he heard about Lin fan, he sneered at him and despised him deeply.

Just a warrior in the middle of Ming Dynasty, how could he turn pale?

However, when he really saw it, he found that Lin Fan's strength was far beyond his imagination.

Empty hands can knock down mud brick houses. The strength of this kind of isolated hands has already proved a fact.

In addition to strength, Lin Fan also has incomparable Qi.

Even his control of true Qi is beyond our reach.

But this is just the idea of black horse at the beginning. After all, he still has the card of poison sand palm.

In fact, poison sand palm is specially prepared for Lin fan.

I just didn't expect Zhang Dong to make a move, but I didn't expect to be solved by Lin Fan in the end.

This is the scene that makes him feel frightened, and the main reason why he is afraid of Lin Fan's strength.

"Black horse, if your poison sand palm is real, it is very difficult to detoxify with my strength, at least not as easy as just now."

Holding his arms and looking at the black horse, Lin Fan joked, "it's a pity that you're not poison palm, but you're more powerful than ordinary poison."

"I admit, I admit Lin fan, you are very good, but you suck the toxin in Zhang Dong's body into your body. I'm afraid you won't last long?"

Thinking of Lin Fan's staggering scene, black horse's eyes narrowed: "besides, you and Zhou Shi's fight, should have consumed a lot of strength."

"The intelligence strength of your Qingtang is very strong. No wonder it can be developed."

Taking a step forward, Lin Fan sneered and said, "how long can I hold on to? Do you know if you have a try?"

Lin Fan's leisurely walk, as if a force of invisible pressure that enveloped the heart of black horse.

Drink.

Finally, the uncontrollable black horse started, already ready to step on the ground.

The next second, the whole person rushed out to Lin fan, and the black palm of his hand cleaved to Lin Fan in the air.

"Taste my poison palm, I will let you feel the taste of death."

The black horse is unstoppable.

Ming Jin's early strength, under the action of the black horse, showed the bottom thoroughly.

"Good place."

Feeling the momentum of black horse's palm, Lin Fan's not retreating but advancing is also a blow out.

Seeing Lin Fan dare to resist empty handed, black horse's eyes are full of joy.

Dare to face his poison sand palm, this is clearly do not want to live.

"Lin fan, you go straight to die."

Bang.

The violent crash sounds, and the venom on the black horse's palm spreads rapidly and spreads along the collision position.

Spread along the contact palm, directly dyed Lin Fan's palm.

In two seconds, Lin Fan's whole right arm turned black.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Looking at Lin Fan's face began to turn black, black horse laughed triumphantly: "it's not that my poison sand palm can't do, what else do you have to say now?"

"Cough You are poisonous... "

A staggering back two steps, Lin Fan opened his mouth and looked incredible: "poison sand palm How poisonous... "