V2.Chapter 47

Count nine cold days, frozen earth. The whole world has become a big refrigerator. The mountain shivered with cold, the river froze stiff, and the air seemed to solidify.

However, before yuanjiazhuang garden, there was a hot atmosphere.

Led by yuan zewei, the fan family carried an eight person sedan to the yuan family's manor.

Although there were regulations in the kingdom of Jinlin that ordinary people could not take the sedan chair with eight people, among these powerful aristocratic families, no one paid attention to these regulations at all, and even the royal family of the kingdom of Jinlin had to turn a blind eye to muddle along.

The gate of yuanjiazhuang garden had already been opened. When they arrived, yuanzhenzhen personally came forward and led them to the martial arts field behind the manor.

For this point, yuan zewei has long been prepared. For him, everything in Yuan Jiazhuang garden has long been familiar, and only the martial arts training ground in the backyard is the best competition place today.

Yuan's sincere eyes swept over these people from time to time. His eyes were a little strange, but also a little relieved. But when his eyes fell on the mysterious sedan chair, he always felt a little scared.

On the playground, led by Yuan Zeyu, he Quanxin and others have naturally waited for a long time.

However, like yuan Zhencheng, when they saw a sedan with eight people being carried directly into the backyard, everyone couldn't help but have a little weird in their eyes.

Even old and prudent he Quanxin couldn't help guessing what was hidden in the big sedan.

If it is a person, then this person's shelf is a little too big.

Vaguely, some people who knew the changes a few days ago did not associate this sedan chair with the strange man who once appeared at the gate of the manor. However, before they are really sure, they prefer to deceive themselves and pretend not to know.

The two sides were naturally divided into two sides. Yuan Zeyu's eyes took back from the sedan chair. Lang said, "master fan, although our yuan family is not a big family, our friends will not be turned away when they come. I don't know which expert is in this sedan chair. Why don't we show our true faces now?"

Fan Shu he smiled bitterly in his heart. To tell the truth, he didn't know how Lu Xinwen thought about it, and even put forward such a request. He not only wanted to sit in the big car, but also refused to come down all the time.

However, even if I borrowed his courage again, I didn't dare to ask.

At this time, he showed an inscrutable smile and said, "master yuan, in the sedan chair is an elder below. He likes to sit in the sedan chair, but I don't know whether anyone in your company can deserve him to come out."

Yuan Zeyu's heart sank. Is the man in the sedan chair really the mysterious man in front of the manor that day?

However, Lu Xinwen came to the fan family. Even if it was in the fan family, only fan Shu and he and his son knew it. The rest of the servants didn't know there was such a master at all. As for the yuan family, it is even more impossible to get any information, so although they are suspicious in their hearts, they will not show any timidity in this case.

Yuan zewei stepped forward and said loudly, "second brother, now we have come. For the sake of a mother, I advise you to pack up and leave now. If the two sides really have a bloody battle, I'm afraid it's difficult for you to leave."

Yuan Zeyu smiled and said, "brother, it's not too early to say this now."

Yuan zhenlang said, "yes, the winner is unknown."

At this moment, fan Haori, who followed the sedan chair, was slightly sideways. He clearly heard the voice in the sedan chair: "who is the man with a long cloth on his back?"

This voice is not big, but it is really Lu Xinwen's voice.

Fan Haori didn't dare to neglect. After looking at it, he quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "uncle, that's he Yiming, the younger generation of the he family invited by the yuan family to help."

"He family junior?" The sound in the sedan chair suddenly filled with a strange smell. After a moment, he said, "who else is related to this person?"

"There is also he Quanxin, who is powerful on the 10th floor, and his son he Yitian. It is said that they both have close relatives with he Yiming." Fan Haori respectfully said.

"OK." The sound in the sedan chair suddenly became flat: "your father and son killed them."

Fan Haori looked surprised, and his eyes were full of horror.

"If your father and son can do it, I will accept you as an apprentice and inherit my mantle. Maybe one day, I can also make you advanced." Lu Xin's lines are not slow.

Fan Haori's eyes were full of essence, and he immediately made up his mind. Such a thing is worth fighting with your life anyway.

He resolutely turned around, came to fan Shuhe's side, and whispered two words.

Fan Shuhe's face showed the same expression, and his fists immediately pulled up tightly.

He Quanxin is a master of inner strength level 10. According to the news from the two brothers of the Xiao family, he is also a master of inner strength of the earth system, which is just opposite to his own water system skill.

However, he glanced at the covered sedan chair, and his heart suddenly became hot.

Lu Xinwen unexpectedly promised that as long as they could kill the he family and their son, they could help fan Haori advance congenital. This commitment has been worth the whole fan family's investment.

The ten level master of internal strength is already a very important figure for a family, but if compared with the congenital strong, it is a far cry.

If the fan family really gave birth to a congenital master, then the family may one day become a grand family that has been inherited for thousands of years.

He took a deep breath and was waiting to go out, but he was held by fan Haori.

"Haori, what are you going to do?" Fan Shu is not satisfied with the way.

"Dad, let me do it first."

"You?"

"Yes, uncle Xiao once said that he Yitian, the son of he Quanxin, inherited from his father, which is also the internal strength of the earth system." Fan Haori's eyes flashed a strange opportunity to kill him, saying, "my child first shot and killed him on the spot. He Quanxin will definitely be distracted. At that time, my father took advantage of the situation to kill him on the spot."

Fan Shuhe's eyes lit up, then shook his head and said, "no, what you cultivate, like me, is also a water system skill, and it is also a seven level internal strength, I'm afraid it's not its enemy."

Fan Haori said confidently, "Dad, uncle Xiao said that although his internal strength is the seventh level, it is far from reaching the peak level. At most, it is only the middle level. The child's internal strength has reached the peak of the seventh level, which is more than one notch higher than him. As long as he plays steadily, he is sure to win."

Fan Shuhe hesitated for a moment and finally nodded slowly. He knew that although the two brothers of the Xiao family were one level worse than him in internal strength, their eyesight was not trivial, and they looked more accurate than ever. If not, he would not implore these two people to pretend to be diners of the fan family to inquire about the truth.

Fan Haori walked out with great strides, and the next moment he was in the middle of the playground.

His sudden disturbance made yuan zewei, who was fighting with Yuan Zeyu and others, immediately shut his mouth firmly.

Fan Haori clasped his hands, bowed deeply, and said, "gentlemen, this is the end of the matter, and the battle of words is useless. I'm just an insignificant young man. I dare not show off today, but I'm just throwing a brick to attract jade and being a pawn. I don't know who will come up for a while."

At this moment, everyone on both sides felt a little surprised, and they all knew that today's thing must depend not on their mouths, but on their real swords and guns. But no one thought that fan Haori would be the first one to come out.

Yuan Zeyu frowned. He knew the strength of fan Haori, but among his younger generation, there was no genius with seven levels of internal strength. But if we let the second generation of characters play, we can't speak anyway.

Fan Hao laughed on the day and suddenly said, "brother he Yitian, your father fought with my two uncle Xiao in the past, which has always been fresh in my younger brother's memory. My younger brother knows that he is far from your father and dare not challenge, but if he wants to fight with your brother, I don't know whether he can."

He Yitian was slightly stunned for a moment, and then a confident smile appeared on his face, saying, "since brother fan is interested, it's better to obey him if you are respectful."

He put his sleeves on and walked out without hesitation.

When he came out, Yuan Zeyu and others were relieved. Among so many people, I'm afraid he and he Yiming are the best candidates to deal with it.

The two men came to the center of the venue. The two sides didn't use weapons, but arched hands in a remote way, and then began to confront each other.

However, it was only an instant, and fan Haori's body moved like clouds and flowing water.

He practiced the water system skill, while he Yitian practiced the earth system skill. If the two were deadlocked, they would be inferior to each other for no reason.

So after a brief confrontation, he immediately took the lead.

When he moved, the whole man slipped directly to the front, as if a pulley was installed under his feet, and the ground was extremely smooth.

Almost at the same time, one of his palms suddenly stood up, and the internal strength of the water system instantly gathered to its peak.

Although he is less than 30, his internal strength has reached the peak of the seventh level, and he is likely to break the barrier and advance to the eighth level at any time. And this blow condensed all his internal strength. It could be said that it was a menacing attack, and it was actually trying to finish the battle.

What he Yitian cultivates is the earth series skill, which pays attention to the steady fight and steady fight. But if he is forced to retreat in the first palm, then the word steady will never be mentioned again.

Fan Haori had all planned before he took the shot. As long as he Yitian stepped back, his fighting skills would flow down like a river. At that time, he would recruit a killer and would rather fight for serious injury than kill him.

As long as this person dies, he Quanxin will definitely be distracted because his father and son are connected. At that time, 100% of his kung fu will be able to play to 80% and his achievements will be good.

If their father and son really died at the hands of their father and son, the task assigned by Lu Xinwen can be successfully completed.

Once he thought that he would be accepted by a congenital strong man and had the opportunity to become a congenital strong man in the future, his heart suddenly became violently boiling.

However, at this moment, he Yitian raised his hands in front of him. Those palms were as stable as a rock. In this way, he found the right pair in his palms that came like a violent storm, and the two palms hit each other heavily.

Suddenly, a powerful and unimaginable force gushed out of the palm of he Yitian. This force is so powerful and indestructible.

Fan Haori let out a strange cry, and his body suddenly flew upside down, spinning in midair. Then he landed steadily, but his eyes looking at he Yitian were full of astonishment and incomprehension.

Although the power of this palm has not yet reached the peak of the seventh layer, it is not far away, almost a line apart.

His face instantly became extremely ugly. It turned out that Xiao Yifan was out of sight. He Yitian's internal strength was not the middle of the seventh floor, but was close to the peak of this level.

Because of the limited difference between the internal strength of the two sides, and the relationship between the two sides, he couldn't move his palm. Since he couldn't do the first step, all his plans after that naturally came to naught.

However, the two sides have already fought, but they can't go on like this. Fan Hao's teeth are tightly clenched, and suddenly rushes up again. The whole person moves around he Yitian like a slippery loach.

The moment he stepped back, he had changed his strategy.

Although he Yitian is strong, his internal strength is inferior to him after all. As long as he turns around the other side and constantly wrestles with him to consume internal strength, he will win in the end.

However, after the two sides slapped each other dozens of times, he became more and more frightened, because he suddenly found that he Yitian's internal strength seemed to be improving at an unimaginable speed.

Every time he intersects with he Yitian's palms, he will feel that the power from each other's palms is greater. He Yitian is like a non-human monster with infinite potential, or a spring. The greater the pressure, the greater his rebound.

This kind of situation is unheard of at all, how can we not let him be absolutely shocked.

Fighting for another moment, his heart became more and more desperate. Because when the two palms intersected, he had found that he Yitian, who was even weaker than him, had the power to completely compete with him.

He finally determined that he Yitian at this time had definitely reached the peak level of the seventh level of internal strength.

His heart was extremely bitter, and he didn't expect that the other party had made such an incredible breakthrough at the time of the fight.

Moreover, the other party's energy seemed endless. When the two slapped each other countless times and even he felt a little exhausted, Kehe was still lively for a day, but he became more and more excited.

At this moment, the only thought in fan Haori's heart is, is this guy a freak

In the big sedan chair, Lu Xinwen's eyes were full of essence. He was already sure that his three disciples had been exhausted, and even their things had been completely lost.

This person named he Yitian must have taken the energy elixir recently. ÷

Only the powerful and incomparable medicine of golden elixir can achieve this incredible effect.

Every blow of fan Haori is equivalent to giving he Yitian a massage and beating to help him melt the power of the golden elixir into his body.

Without this battle, he Yitian might take several months to give full play to the efficacy of this golden elixir, but with such a good opponent and deliberately competing with him, it will naturally accelerate the volatilization of the effect of the golden elixir and make his internal strength reach the peak of the seventh level in advance.

Not only that, because the energy golden elixir improves the energy of the human body, so when he Yitian's internal strength reaches the seventh peak, those residual medicinal powers constantly supplement the energy he consumes at this time.

Fan Haori plans to use Shuimo Kung Fu to bring he Yitian down, which is simply impossible.

The old man slowly closed his eyes. He breathed deeply, and the real Qi slowly flowed up and down his body. Although the flow frequency was not very fast, it seemed very natural, as if his whole person had integrated into nature and turned into a clear stream.

He Yiming, who was watching the war, turned his head. He looked at the mysterious sedan chair, listened to the voices inside, and his face couldn't help but dignify.

In his feeling, the water of the stream inside seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Perhaps, when the stream became the ocean, it was the time for this person inside to gather his true Qi to the peak.

He stepped back, but his true Qi was all restrained. At this moment, he gathered all his essence and strength in his body. He is like a strong bow with full strength. As soon as he releases his hand, there will be an arrow leaving the string.

If someone focuses on him at this moment, he Yiming will certainly find that he Yiming seems to have become a stone carving, and it is still the kind that does not attract attention.

However, the people at the moment did not find these two abnormalities at all, and their eyes were focused on the two people who were fighting.

He Yitian suddenly moved. His feet lifted and stepped forward. At the same time, he pinched his palm as a fist and punched through the air. After this punch, even the sound of boxing in the air was particularly harsh.

This is he Yitian's first time to leave his feet off the ground in today's battle, and it is also his first active attack, but it is this punch that has inspired his best state.

Fan Haori's face changed slightly, and he wanted to dodge, but at this moment, his internal strength stagnated slightly, and he immediately knew it in his heart. In the process of confrontation between the two sides, it turned out that he couldn't support it first.

After such a pause, he Yitian was already exhaling, and his fist became more and more powerful.

With a loud bang, the two fists intersected.

He Yitian shook his feet slightly, and immediately stood different. He stood proudly, and his eyes were full of self-improvement.

Fan Haori retreated a few steps and finally stabilized his body. There was a faint thread of blood winding down the corner of his mouth. Looking at he Yitian's expression, his heart was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore. A mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed out, staining the ground with red stars.