V2.Chapter 49

Fan Haori suddenly looked up and looked at he Quanxin with an undisguised hatred in his eyes.

This is a kind of unforgettable hatred. As long as it is a glance, everyone has a strange feeling that the latter half of this person's life is afraid to live in the shadow of how to revenge.

He Quanxin shivered excitedly. Even with his internal strength at the moment, he couldn't help feeling a burst of cold on his face.

"This is the arm guard of Uncle Xiao and uncle Xiao. Where did you come from?" Fan Haori asked gnashing his teeth.

He Quanxin frowned slightly, and his heart was full of questions.

This pair of arm guards was worn by he Yiming with great dexterity before he came on the stage.

But he Yiming's action is really close to the extreme, not to mention others. Even he himself is only aware of it when he is wearing arm guards. But it was impossible to ask the origin of these arms at that time.

However, I didn't expect today's war to be so dangerous. Without these protective arms

He Quanxin glanced at fan Shu who had lost his breath. Without these arms, it would be him lying on the ground at the moment.

Yuan Cheng's eyes lit up. Seeing fan Shu He's dead, his heart immediately seemed to put down a big stone, and he was no longer scrupulous.

The fan family is not a big family. It is entirely relying on fan Shuhe, a top master with ten layers of internal strength, to support the fan family in one fell swoop.

If they are given more than a hundred years to develop, they may also form a new aristocratic family. But now that fan Shuhe is dead, this little family will never come to the fore again.

Not to mention that the yuan family will settle the general ledger in the future, it will definitely not let go of the fan family, even those families that were previously annexed by the fan family, will also not let go of this great opportunity.

Seeing that he Quanxin frowned and didn't speak, he thought he Quanxin disdained to answer people's questions. He immediately came out with understanding and said, "nonsense, what do you know when you are young? What you say is yours? I also said that everything in your fan family is mine."

His voice was high and full of a trace of undisguised joy, and this sentence also exposed his ambition to annex the current fan family.

Yuan Zhencheng's face wore a sneer of disdain and said, "eldest son fan, you saw your father's move just now. It was a deadly move. It was a pity that your father was not good at learning skills, but was shot dead by brother he on the spot. This is also his ruthlessness, so he would humiliate himself." He raised his head, hugged his fists around, and said, "everyone, what I said is reasonable. Can you only allow fan Shu to kill, not fan Shu to be killed?"

Fan Haori's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He suddenly turned around and saw that the servants behind him and the diners at home were all shrinking back, and no one dared to come out and stand side by side with him at all.

And many of them were half bowed and nodded, as if they were accepting yuan's sincere words.

At this moment, fan Haori has understood one thing, that is, the fan family is over

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

"If I say, this pair of protective arms is mine."

Although the voice was not high, it seemed to be muttering, but it made everyone present hear it clearly.

Fan Haori's face suddenly showed a look of hope, like the last straw caught by a drowning man.

He knew that only this person was willing to help, which was the last chance for the yuan family to rise.

Yuan Zhencheng's eyes coagulated, but he didn't dare to be slighted in the face of this big sedan chair.

After all, the inexplicable pressure a few days ago had a great impact on them.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "excuse me, your excellency is..."

The car curtain was windless and automatic, so it floated gently, and a tall man came out slowly from the sedan chair.

As soon as he came out, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Although there is a little white hair on his temples, he is full of powerful vitality that anyone can feel.

It is for this reason that no one can tell his age at all.

Yuan Zhencheng and others' faces suddenly changed. Although they didn't know this person, his appearance and appearance were almost the same as those described by several servants guarding the villa door that day.

At this moment, all the flukes in their hearts were heavily broken.

Congenitally strong, it turns out that the yuan family really has a congenitally strong.

However, what puzzled them was that since the yuan family had this strong support, why did they waste time at the beginning to let the fan family and his son fight, and finally caused the accident of fan Shu's death.

After the man came out, he slowly opened his mouth and said slowly in the eyes of the people: "old Lu Xinwen, have you ever heard of it?"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, there was no sound in the field.

A moment later, I just heard a soft sound of "Dong......".

The people who were awakened looked in that direction and saw that in the camp of the yuan family, a middle-aged man's weapon fell to the ground, and his face was half bloody.

Not only that, everyone in this direction has a similar look on their faces, as if they were shrouded in a dark cloud, looking lifeless.

In contrast, yuan zewei and others were overjoyed, especially those servants and diners belonging to fan Fu. They swept the dead face just now, but some people who had just nodded and bowed were like swallowing a fly alive at the moment, and could not speak any more.

Lu Xinwen's eyes immediately fell on the golden armguard on he Quanxin.

He whispered, "the energy elixir was taken by your boy, and the arm protector was used by others. You should have killed my three disciples."

He Quanxin desperately resisted the urge to turn around. At this moment, he already knew that he Yiming must have done this. But what about the golden elixir of energy?

But now he had no time to think about it. He took a deep breath and said, "yes, this is what the younger generation did alone. All the mistakes, the younger generation is willing to bear alone."

"What did you do?" Lu Xinwen's face showed a trace of irony and said, "with your little strength, can you kill my three disciples?"

He Quanxin was speechless at once. At this time, as long as he had a little brain, he knew that the brother of the Xiao family and the ten layer master of internal strength who came to provoke that night were Lu Xinwen's disciples. Just listen to Lu Xinwen's tone, these three people seem to have all died.

I really don't know what kind of person he is, who should have such strength.

He Quanxin's lips moved slightly. As soon as he was about to speak, his eyes darkened. He was a little stunned. When he looked carefully, he saw a rectangular cloth strip, which was covered in front of him like this.

His heart was cold, and he hurriedly said, "Yiming..."

"Uncle, leave it to me."

He Yiming sounded with a smile. This sound seemed to have some magic, which made he Quanxin's desperate heart beat again.

He Yiming smiled slightly and said, "younger generation, he Yiming, I have seen the elder generation."

Lu Xinwen smiled and said, "since you have already set foot in nature, there is no distinction between predecessors and descendants."

He Quanxin opened his mouth and widened his eyes. He looked at his nephew, and his eyes looked almost dull.

What did Lu Xinwen say?

He looked around blankly, and saw that all the people had the same expression of seeing ghosts.

At this moment, almost everyone thought they had auditory hallucinations!

He Yiming chuckled, his voice spread far away, and immediately woke everyone up, but those people looked at him with different eyes.

In particular, he Quanxin, his father and son, Yuan Zhencheng and other people who have been with him for a long time are even more incredible. The despair in their eyes has disappeared, flashing a new light of hope.

He Yiming said in a loud voice, "dare to ask brother Lu, are you so sure that the disciple has died?"

Lu Xinwen lowered his eyelids and said, "brother he, is it not long after he was born? Why don't you even know this truth."

He Yiming straightened his face and said, "I really don't know. Please consult me."

Lu Xin glanced at the corner of his mouth and said, "people in our innate realm are very impressed with the breath of people close to us. As long as it is the place they have been in a short time, they can't hide it from us." He sighed gently and said, "there is a strong breath of my three scoundrels in the low forest in front of Yuan Jiazhuang garden. This breath is extremely strong, and it can only be released when he dies."

He Yiming's face showed the color of enlightenment. Although he advanced congenital, he still did not fully understand the special abilities of some congenital strong people.

Lu Xin Wentu said, "I thought that brother he left these smells to challenge me. Now I know that it was brother he's negligence. If brother he wants to sell the stolen goods and destroy the traces next time, please play a set of innate boxing there, and you can completely disturb the breath, which is imperceptible."

He Yiming gave a wry smile and cursed in his heart. If I had known this method earlier, would I still face you now?

Lu Xinwen asked slowly, "brother he, I'm very curious. My three disciples are not reckless. They shouldn't provoke a congenital strong man. Brother he has been promoted to congenital at a young age, and he must not covet just two sets of arm guards and a few energy pills. So I want to know why you want to kill them."

He Yiming looked surprised and saw Lu Xinwen's serious face, which seemed to be really confused about this matter.

Nodding slightly, he Yiming said positively, "that day, I asked Tuzhuang yuan to explore the yuan family at night. After retreating, I followed all the way and met three Lingtu in front of the dwarf forest. I didn't want to fight at first, but the three Lingtu said, please move your excellency to destroy my family, and let me go up and down the whole family without leaving chickens and dogs." Speaking of this, he Yiming paused and said, "since they are so cruel, how can I save their lives?"

He Quanxin and others were thrilled to hear it, so they knew the reason.

Their eyes looking at Lu Xinwen also showed a trace of anger, completely destroying the he family villa? If these people don't kill, is there any reason?

Lu Xinwen finally sighed and said, "I see. I see." He laughed and said, "since it is the wish of my three disciples to destroy you, let me help them realize it."

A dignified murderous spirit, like substance, slowly but firmly took off from him.

There was no unexpected expression on he Yiming's face. He had long known that the hatred with the old man had been irretrievably settled when Xiao Yifan proposed to destroy him.

At this time, since he had made it clear, he naturally would not stay.

One foot retreated half a step, and he Yiming stood steadily. He did not untie the cloth bag on his back, but slowly raised his hands.

A mysterious handprint appeared strangely on his hand.

The fingers are crossed and interlocked, and the palm is hidden between the fingers. In the place where no one sees, the palm is slightly bulging, as if there is something padded inside.

Tibetan needle seal, which is the seal method he transformed from Yun Yu seal, is the first time he has used it in actual combat since he created it.

He Yitian looked at the sixth younger brother in a daze. Among these people, only he had ever seen Lin Taoli's fingerprint skill.

Although it is impossible to know the changes of the skill, the frame of the handprint is roughly the same. And he also knew that there was no special skill related to fingerprints in the he family.

So, it was a little strange in his heart. Did Lin Taoli even teach his family's fingerprint skill to the sixth younger brother?

However, that Lin Taoli doesn't seem to be so stupid!

Since he Yiming put on the posture of hiding the needle print, his whole person seemed to disappear.

Although everyone can see him with their eyes, he Yiming is no longer there in their feeling.

Compared with the strong vitality surging up on Lu Xinwen, he Yiming seems to have become a hard rock, without any breath of life.

All of them held their breath, and their hearts were filled with feelings that were difficult to describe in words.

Everyone knows that the duel between these two people is the final result today. Of course, the winner will get great benefits, while the loser will lose his life.

Although they did not play, their worries and fears were far better than those of the two congenital strong players.

Suddenly, Lu Xinwen seemed to move. He stepped out with one step, and everyone's eyes flashed. He had appeared three steps in front of he Yiming.

No one could see how he moved, as if he suddenly disappeared and reappeared. Everyone blinked, and they were sure they were right. A few timid people even muttered in their hearts that this person was a legendary demon? Otherwise, how can it make people hallucinate.

However, at this moment, he Yiming also moved.

His hand moved slightly, and everyone saw a flash of golden light in their eyes.

A flash, not even a blink of an eye.

Lu Xinwen's figure shook strangely, and he retreated towards the rear at an incredible speed.

If no one saw him as he advanced, then when he retreated, everyone clearly saw a remnant.

From three meters in front of he Yiming, a series of Lu Xinwen extended towards the rear, until more than 20 meters away, he just raised his hand and put it flat on his chest.

His palm flashed a golden light, and then dissipated into invisibility.

After catching this golden light, Lu Xinwen's figure seemed to pause, and finally turned again. This time, his action became faster and faster, and in an instant, he had already circled he Yiming for several times.

In the eyes of the public, the figure of the old man had already disappeared. They seemed to see a misty fog, rotating rapidly on the field. Even he Quanxin, a great master with ten layers of internal strength, could not be caught at all like those ordinary people at the moment.

His face suddenly became extremely ugly. Although he Wude had said before, the gap between the innate strong and the acquired masters was huge, which had reached an incredible level. In the eyes of the inborn strong, even the master on the 10th floor of the day after tomorrow's peak is just a slightly larger mole ant.

Although he even heard the calluses in his ears, there was always a trace of doubt in his heart.

But at this moment, he finally believed it completely.

The two men fighting in the field, whether he Yiming or Lu Xinwen, can take their lives at any time as long as they want.

At this moment, his only happiness is that Yiming has become a congenital strong man, and his only prayer is that Yiming can win in this war. If you are really defeated due to poor strength, you should also escape from heaven.

Yiming is still young. As long as he is still alive, why don't you worry about not being able to take revenge one day.

Everyone outside the court had their own thoughts, but the two of them put all their thoughts on each other.

Lu Xin's feet were like the wind, and his body shape had turned into a cloud, a fog.

The cloud kept rotating around he Yiming. With each revolution, the surrounding air seemed to condense, increasing the pressure inside.

He Yiming can clearly sense that a vortex like energy is gradually generated and is constantly squeezing towards him.

Water system skill, and it is a congenital water system skill.

At this moment, he Yiming had understood the innate skill attribute that Lu Xinwen practiced.

Facing the power constantly squeezed from around, he Yiming's body was as motionless as a mountain, his fingers were as changeable as flying, and wisps of innate Qi were alternately stimulated from the palms of his hands.

Every time the needle print in the hidden needle print was stimulated, it was like poking a big hole in the surrounding clouds, which immediately gave vent to the natural squeezing force, and could no longer exert pressure on him.

He Yiming's needle print excitation speed obviously exceeded Lu Xinwen's expectation and beyond the range he could bear. The old man suddenly let out a long roar, and his body pulled out of the air. In an instant, he had withdrawn from dozens of meters away.

At this point, the crowd could see clearly that a white dress had been added to his hand. It turned out that he just waved this dress with his fast body method, which made people feel like clouds and fog.

But at the moment, this dress is full of holes, and it can't be broken anymore