The Tiangang Thunder Shadow Fist was launched, and the shadow of the fist was mixed with thunder, and it exploded in an instant.
Feng Mian didn't give up. When the man flew out, he followed him up in a flash.
He bent his right leg and slammed it onto the man's body, pinning him to the ground.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and Feng Mian stared at him calmly: "Do you need me to tell you a fact?"
The man looked ferocious and tried to struggle but to no avail. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
"Feng Mian, you are cheating! Let me go! If we have the ability, we can fight openly! You are a villain, and I, Lin Rong, will never let you go. How can you be worthy of Lin Xiuran!"
Bang! Bang!
After a slap in the face, Lin Rong tilted his head and vomited blood again.
"I'm not worthy of Lin Xiuran, so you are worthy of me? What kind of genius are you? You are still a member of the Lin family? With this ability, you still have the upper hand by relying on sneak attacks. Do you still have the nerve to tell me that you are upright?"
When it comes to Lin Xiuran, Feng Mian doesn't want to calm down. In the past few days, all kinds of cats and dogs have come out to kill Feng Mian in the name of Lin Xiuran, saying whether they are worthy or not, and there is no place to release their anger.
Lin Rong's eyes widened, and the spiritual power in his body surged. He slapped his hands on the ground, and a puff of smoke surged again, and two deep palm prints appeared. The impact forced Feng Mian back, and he stood up staggeringly.
He is a person with a mysophobia. He was dressed in a clean and tidy moon-white robe, which was stained with blood by Feng Mian. There was also mud and dirt on his face. This was something he absolutely couldn't stand!
Turning his palms, a powerful energy began to gather.
"Feng Mian, if I want you to die today, you must die!"
There seemed to be a wave sweeping across the palm of the hand. This spiritual martial art was called Sea-turning Palm, and it was of a high level.
Lin Rong was so angry that he concentrated all his spiritual power together. The power of this palm was quite powerful. Even though his realm was only improved by urging, this anger was enough to make the surrounding space tremble.
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"Brother Feng Mian, you have to be careful! This guy's spiritual martial arts skills are not simple. The moment he strikes, he is blocked by a water wave barrier, and his control over the water is very pure. Once struck, all the meridians can be blocked instantly with the Sea Turning Palm.
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Although Chen Xiaohu doesn't go out much, he still has basic knowledge.
The sea-turning palm is the only trick that Lin Rong can use. It is a killing move once it is released.
He opened his palms, then flipped them up and down, and a transparent water wave of spiritual power continued to flow. The next second, he opened them suddenly, and a stream of water swirled around his body, turning into a tornado, and quickly struck
out.
Boom! Boom! Bang!
Within the space, layers of waves spread out. The water column approached Feng Mian's face, which contained a sense of coldness. He instinctively stepped back quickly. But behind him, stood Chen Xiaohu's petite body.
There is no way to retreat, and the cultivator has no intention of retreating. Feng Mian uses the Golden Body Technique, and the spiritual power in his body surges wildly.
Golden light swirled from the meridians of the arm, and then condensed in the palm of the hand.
Turn your palm into a fist, and then turn into a golden sword light.
At the same time, in conjunction with the movement of his mind, a green light flashed, and the power of the black tortoise shell was used to protect Chen Xiaohu. His eyes shot out with determination, and the golden sword light shot into the sky, slashing down hard!
Bang! Boom!
There was a muffled sound, and the sword energy and palm seal energy clashed. There was a violent turbulence between the two.
After Feng Mian took action, he quickly hugged Chen Xiaohu and walked backwards.
The sword energy flows along the water
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Waves of waves swept across, approaching Lin Rong's face. But he actually had no intention of retreating. He turned around and approached Feng Mian, not even caring about the injuries he received from the sword energy.
He flipped his right hand and used the Sea Turning Palm again, and the water waves turned into sharp ice cones.
There was a flash of killing intent in his eyes, and he was very cold: "I said, you must die today!"
"What heir to the Heavenly List, what legendary genius is sensational in the Cangling world, I think it's all bullshit! Feng Mian, I don't care about anything else, just your involvement with Lin Xiuran will bring constant trouble to the Lin family."
The afterimage flashed, and Lin Rong approached Feng Mian's door.
At this moment, Feng Mian had no intention of giving in. In this matter, no one could influence his decision. The matter between him and Lin Xiuran could only be between the two of them, and no one could control it.
Golden light surged, and the Thirty-Six Tiangang Fist was unleashed. Countless fist shadows shot toward Lin Rong.
The Sea-Flipping Palm and Tiangang Fist clashed, and only two phantoms could be seen constantly entangled. The energy between heaven and earth swept rapidly, and the two people intertwined their auras. In the end, only a loud bang was heard, and they stepped back at the same time.
Half-kneeling on the ground, Lin Rong stared at Feng Mian, blood spurting out from the corner of his mouth.
On the other hand, Feng Mian, after a hard slap, although there are scars on his body, he is constantly recovering in the flash of golden light. This is the specialness of his technique, no one can compare with it.
"How did you do it? This is impossible! No one among your peers can still stand after being hit by the sea-turning palm, and even recover quickly from the injury. What secret method did you use?"
Standing up, Feng Mian walked forward step by step, but he did not answer his question immediately.
"Lin Rong, your cultivation is indeed good, but with your temperament, you are still a little too hasty. Your talent and foundation are very good, but you just can't keep calm. Am I right?"
"You remember, I, Feng Mian, will not be manipulated by anyone. Even if the head of the Lin family is standing here today, I will say this. My relationship with Lin Xiuran is fair and aboveboard, and there is no behavior that violates the rules."
When the conversation changed, Feng Mian stared at him condescendingly, with a smile on his lips.
"If I'm not wrong, you should be just a branch of the Lin family, right? Otherwise, it's impossible to have any thoughts about Lin Xiuran. But from this point of view, do you think you can be worthy of her?"
He looked at Feng Mian ferociously, but unfortunately the golden light entered his body and he couldn't move at all.
"I'm not qualified, but I'm better than you, right? Feng Mian, do you know who Lin Xiuran is? How powerful is the power behind her? Just you? How dare an ant stand shoulder to shoulder with the goddess?"
Struggling, he forced himself up, staggered, and raised an ugly sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"Haha... Feng Mian, I advise you to accept the reality. Now the clan behind Lin Xiuran already knows about your existence, so when she has other ideas, you will be in more danger."
"I'm a mere side branch, and I'm just one of many admirers. But so what? At least my chances are greater than yours. With your current level, the senior leaders of the Lin family won't take it seriously at all."
Who is Lin Xiuran? The only and strongest genius in the mysterious Lin family. With Shenwu bloodline, she has long surpassed all her peers. Even her elders are afraid of her. What face does Feng Mian have?
Lowering his head, Feng Mian slowly approached Lin Rong, smiled faintly, and whispered: "Lin Rong, after talking for a long time, what position do you take to target me? Even if you say a thousand words, you are not qualified at all.
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Isn’t it?”
"By the way, let me tell you one more thing. Even if you say Po Tian, I, Feng Mian, am really worthless, but you can't stop Lin Xiuran from being willing, right? As long as she and I are in love with each other, I can't care less about it."
With just one sentence, Lin Rong became so angry that his face turned blue and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
At this moment, a beautiful silhouette walked towards them with lotus steps, its eyes fixed on Feng Mian.
Looking up, Feng Mian's eyes lit up and he wanted to run over, but stopped.
Lin Xiuran glanced at him, and a cold feeling rose from the bottom of her heart.
His eyes glanced at the seriously injured Lin Rong, and an afterimage flashed before him.
"Who gave you the right? Or who gave you the courage to do this? When will I, Lin Xiuran, be influenced by others? Lin Rong, you are becoming more and more unruly. Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
Lin Rong raised his head, with admiration and yearning in his eyes: "Xiuran, I am doing this for your own good. How much pressure have you endured from the family because of this guy? Is he, an ordinary person, worth what you do?"
"You are presumptuous!"
With just three words, Lin Xiuran released her aura. Lin Rong instantly knelt on the ground, unable to move: "What am I going to do? It's your turn to control me? I don't want to say more, just get out of here!"
"I don't! Xiuran, he doesn't know anything. He doesn't know what kind of pressure you are under in the family for him? Even the patriarch can hardly stop it. If he continues like this, he will die!"
Not wanting to talk nonsense, Lin Xiuran waved her jade hand, and a wave of water energy swept Lin Rong away, flying directly into the distance and disappearing from their sight.
With ugly faces, Lin Xiuran and Feng Mian stood quietly, neither of them taking the lead to break the silence.
At this time, Chen Xiaohu stepped forward and looked at Lin Xiuran: "This young lady is the legendary super genius, Lin Xiuran! She is so beautiful! Young lady, don't listen to them, my brother Feng Mian is very good!"
Hearing this, a blush flashed across Lin Xiuran's face, but it was only fleeting.
Face to face, Feng Mian scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Do you blame me for attacking too hard? Injuring someone from the Lin family? I couldn't hold it back for a while, so that's why..."
With a faint smile, Lin Xiuran looked at him strangely: "Didn't you just say that you are upright and have nothing to hide? Feng Mian, you have to follow your own heart in your cultivation."
"I was a little surprised to defeat Lin Rong in just a few moves. Feng Mian, I won't block the road to the wilderness. You should be careful. As for what Lin Rong said, you don't need to take it to heart. I have my own sense of discretion.
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Confident, free and easy, not hampered by other things, Lin Xiuran's eyes are always so firm.
"No one can influence what I, Lin Xiuran, want to do, including my clan. But to tell you the truth, it is indeed a little inconvenient for me. Now the Xuanwu Secret Realm in the Great Wilderness is about to open, and all parties are preparing."
Feng Mian took a step forward and grabbed her hand directly. Lin Xiuran was stunned, but did not break away.
"I, Feng Mian, am stupid and won't say anything else. But what I can be sure of is that one day I will stand by your side and convince everyone. I must break into this wild world, the secret realm of Xuanwu,
You have to go in, too.”
Hands over, Feng Mian's eyes were firm: "I will bring you unnecessary trouble, so let's say goodbye now. When we meet again, I will definitely be able to formally face your people. By then, no one will dare to talk nonsense anymore.