The Strongest System

"Little brother, don't panic." Lin Fan smiled indifferently, reaching out and not being nervous.

For the "Monkey Stealing Peach" practice, Lin Fan really wants to thank Wang Xiaoliu. If it is not for him to give himself this selflessness, perhaps he may not be so smooth.

This practice is very against the sky, not the general anti-sky. Over the years, with this method, Lin Fan does not know how much advantage he has.

As for why Wang Xiaoliu did not cultivate this essence, he also had some doubts.

Perhaps this practice is built for yourself.

The rest of the St. Mozong Shabu Party, at this moment, looked at the person in front of him, and his heart was a little glimpse, but he was somewhat familiar with it, but he could not remember it for a while.

Once in the Holy Mozong, Lin Fan is famous as a sandbag party, but not everyone knows him.

In the past two years, some sandbag members have been killed in the Qiankun Zong, and they have been killed by the Qiankun sect. Now there are not many Shabu parties left.

....

"Who are you?" Qian Kunzong disciple coldly looked at Lin Fan.

They didn't expect this person to know something about these sandbags. It was a bit strange.

"Small sixth, did this Zongmen participate in the annihilation of the sect?" Lin Fan directly ignored the questioning of these disciples, but asked Wang Xiaoliu.

"Yes, they are Qian Kunzong." Wang Xiaoliu said in a hurry.

On the occasion of Wang Xiaoliu's speech, the Qiankun sect was suddenly cold, and then screamed, wanting a sword to cut Wang Xiaoliu's head.

"Hey." Lin Fan saw this disciple dare to start, but also screamed, instantly disappeared in the same place, from the backpack, take out the special gloves.

"Monkey steals peach"

Electro-optic Flint, in an instant, everyone did not see the scene in front of him, but the disciple, who was lying on the ground in an instant, licked his pants with his hands, screaming.

For this disciple, I only feel that life is desperate, and the sadness of the egg is in my heart.

"Small six, when you handed the "Monkey Stealing Peach" to me, I will use this trick today to show you how powerful it is." Lin Fan originally wanted to shoot directly, but Now I have changed my mind.

He felt that he should give Wang Xiao a little confidence.

Wang Xiaoliu’s method of passing the martial arts has gone through several generations, and no one can comprehend the essence of it. It completely disappears. If you don’t let the monkey steal the peach shine, Wang Xiaoliu may be at this house. The method of transmission has lost hope.

Lin Fan has advanced the "Monkey Stealing Peach" to "Turning the Twilight", and the magical use is endless.

However, the instinct of "The Monkey Stealing Peach" will not be covered. Today, we will suppress this practice and let it bloom the strongest side of "Monkey Stealing Peach".

Wang Xiaoliu looked at Lin Fan with a sluggish look. He didn't think that Big Brother would use "The Monkey Stealing Peach" to fight the enemy.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoliu suddenly had the urge to cry.

He has always believed that the practice of home is very powerful, but for generations, he has not realized the magical effect. In the eyes of outsiders, it is only the trick of the next three, but now in the hands of the boss, he saw hope.

Wang Xiaoliu looked at the Qiankun sect who was lying on the ground and tumbling, and there was a stranger in his heart.

Is this the power of "The Monkey Stealing Peach"?

"Small sixth, "The Monkey Stealing Peach" is a counter-attack. It has the effect of ignoring everything and can cause unbearable damage to the other party." Lin Fan said indifferently.

Wang Xiaoliu looked at Lin Fan quietly, then looked at the disciple again, and his heart suddenly excited.

This is the power of the family's martial arts "Monkey Stealing Peach", which is too powerful.

The disciples around Qiankun, seeing the scene in front of them, are also a few steps back.

They saw the miserable appearance of the brothers, and they were also in the cold.

A good move.

"Ah... it hurts me..." The disciple groaned, and the original ruddy complexion turned into a pale white, even the heart that wanted to die.

There is even an idea that you will die if you don’t take your pants.

It hurts too much, and the pain is simply unbearable.

"Where is the junior, come to me, Kun Kunzong." At this time, a few figures in the distance suddenly appeared in the training martial arts field.

"metropolitan……."

"Elders..."

Lin Fan looked at the people who appeared, and the corner of his mouth was also showing a sneer, especially the lord, Lin Fan will never forget this guy.

"Who are you?" Qian Kunzi looked at the young man in front of him, and then looked at the disciple who was tumbling on the ground, his brow wrinkled and screamed.

For the arrival of Qian Kunzi, Wang Xiaoliu and other sandbags, the heart is also a trembling, for the Kun Kunzi they are afraid from the bottom of my heart.

A very scary person.

At the same time, Wang Xiaoliu and others, at this time, could not help but worry.

This is only two years, although they know that the big brother is very powerful, but in the past two years, although it has become very strong, it is not necessarily the opponent of this Kunzizi.

"The lord, with him nonsense, dare to break into the Kun Kunzong, first took it and said." A vulgar elder with a head on his head said.

"Oh, when is your Qiankun Zong here, it should be the Holy Mozong." Lin Fan looked at Qian Kunzi.

Lin Fan’s heart was burning with anger, but then slowly suppressed.

It’s too easy to die, but it’s cheaper.

I will torture and torture the other party and let them know what is called Lin's torture.

When Lin Fan said this, Qian Kunzi and others changed suddenly. "Who are you?"

Although two years have passed, there is always a bad feeling for Qian Kunzi and others.

"Let's take a closer look, remember it?" Lin Fan said indifferently, looking at the Kun Kunzi.

When Qian Kunzi looked at Lin Fan, he suddenly changed his face, as if he had thought of something. "It is you, you are the ember."

"Yu Yu, this is a bit embarrassing, but I am the embers." Lin Fan heard a helpless smile.

"The blood of God is on you." Qian Kunzi looked cold and then laughed. "You have no way to go to heaven. You have no way to hell. You have been looking for two years. I didn't expect you to take the initiative." It really takes no effort."

Lin Fan heard the blood of the gods, and his heart was also angry. This blood has been absorbed by him, but the magical use is not known, as if it is useless.

The Holy Mozong is due to this **** blood, which leads to the destruction of the sect.

Not worth it... it’s really worth it.

Qian Kunzi looked at Lin Fan carefully, and his body was weak. It seems that the cultivation is not high. In the past two years, the nine masters tried to find this person, but this person seems to have disappeared suddenly.

The old guy of the sacred ancestor is really a bit of a skill, so he can hide a person so deeply.

"Big brother...." Wang Xiaoliu looked at Lin Fan, but also had some concerns.

Lin Fan waved his hand, smiled and looked forward slightly. "My lord, yes, I sent it to myself. Why, you don't want to kill me?"

When Qian Kunzi looked at Lin Fan, he suddenly laughed. "As long as you are honest, you can guarantee your life."

In the view of Qian Kunzi, this guy was a waste two years ago. Even if there are opportunities in the past two years, and where it can be strong, it is naturally not taken care of.

But at this time, a voice sounded.

"The monkey steals peaches."

"what……."

At this moment everyone is dumbfounded, and they can't believe the scene before them.

Qian Kunzi was still very excited, and suddenly became very embarrassing.

As if in life, the most tragic thing happened, and both hands clasped the crotch, then slowly slowly squatted down.

A terrible scream of screams resounded throughout the Qiankun.

This voice is miserable, mournful, and all the sad things in the world are nothing more than this.

For the miserable look of Qian Kunzi, Lin Fan did not put it in his heart, then turned his head slowly and looked at Wang Xiaoliu.

"Is it visible? The essence is not rampant, but it is not prepared. It is hand-picked and straight to Huanglong. Of course, in order to be healthy, gloves must be prepared in advance. This malnourished old man is hard to say that he is not sick."

Wang Xiaoliu looked at it all, and then nodded slightly.

"Oh, my family's "Monkey Stealing Peach" has finally been carried forward, even the big lords have recruited." Wang Xiaoliu looked up at the void, two tears, floating out, this is an expression of excitement.

At the same time, he also understands the essence of "The Monkey Stealing the Peach".

Wretched, it is not prepared.

So simple, why don't we understand?