Now that he recovered his breath, he immediately looked at Lin fan.

After all, I don't know what Lin Fan's strength is. It's very likely that something will happen in the rippling encounter just now.

No, I don't know. Something's happened.

"Lu Yuan, I think you can prepare for your elder brother."

Seeing Lu Yuan's panic, Ding Sheng said with a laugh: "it's really daring to put a hand in it. It's clear that it's looking for death."

Two Ming Jin medium-term strength of the martial arts to bang, the strength of the magnetic field is very strong.

Ordinary people take the risk to come in, even if they survive, even if they don't die, they will become disabled.

As for the pretending boy, how strong can he be?

For example, Lu Yuan has the Ming Jin medium-term strength which is comparable with him, which has surprised Ding Sheng.

But surprise doesn't mean it's impossible. After all, Lu Yuan can improve his strength with the help of pills.

As for the boy who is selling goods all over the place, it is obvious that he is a big country. How much can such a guy have?

Death or scrapping is the result of 100%.

However, a cry broke all his illusions.

"Look, it's all right now."

Taking back his palm in the air, Lin Fan joked, "if I didn't intervene, I'm afraid you're finished."

"Van Gogh, I knew you would be OK."

Seeing that Lin fan is not damaged at all, the stone raised in Lu Yuan's heart falls down.

Just a sigh of relief, the heart was filled with deep shock.

How could it be that the air blast produced by two martial artists in the middle period of Ming Jin was dissolved so easily?

Can do this so easily, the strength has reached the rumor in the dark strength?

Also filled with shock is Ding Sheng, his big eyes full of disbelief.

No, even horror.

At this time, even the most stupid can see the clue.

Where people are ordinary people, the strength of others has been pushed to the extreme.

What people have just said is not pretending to be forced, but they are clearly bullies.

"You, what strength are you?"

Looking at Lin fan who came step by step, Ding Sheng instinctively retreated: "it's impossible, it must be impossible at your age."

It can break the energy confrontation between two martial artists in the middle of Ming Jin period, and can avoid being hurt.

Even if the strength to the late Ming Jin also can not do, how also got the dark strength.

But Lin Fan's age, it is impossible to have such strength.

"Ding Sheng, where was your confidence just now?"

Looking at Ding Sheng's face frightened, Lin Fan joked: "since you are not ready to start, then I will not be polite."

It's not a fancy punch. It's a flat and light one.

Slowly, as if in slow motion.

"What is doctor Lu's eldest brother doing? Where is the fight?"

"No one can avoid such a slow fist. Is it a good game?"

"Strange, why didn't Ding Sheng avoid it?"

See this strange scene, the continuous discussion of the sound at the same time, pointing to this scene.

At first, the battle was very fierce, but in the end, it was exciting?

Breathing ~

his chest fluctuated violently, and Ding Sheng quickly inhaled the cool air.

His eyes are shrinking as he looks at the fists that keep coming towards him.

It's not that he doesn't want to hide, but that he can't seem to hide no matter how he does.

It gives Ding Sheng the feeling that all around are within the attack range of this fist.

Cold sweat, fear of death haunted the heart, and then spread to the whole body.

"Don't Don't Don't kill me... "