"This is our Zhao family's "Fan Yun Mahamudra". This authentic copy can only be owned by the family heads of the past generations."
Zhao Qianqian looked at the ancient book in front of her with excitement. She had heard her mother and grandmother describe the features and appearance of this ancient book countless times.
While excited, she looked at other things. Various signs showed that what Su Fang said seemed to be true.
"Not only Lin Chengfeng, but also most of his descendants died in my hands, including Lin Qi and Lin Aotian. You can go to Aofeng City to inquire about these things. There have been rumors there for a long time.
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Seeing how excited she was, Su Fang couldn't help but worry that the other party would faint because of the excitement. After she calmed down for a while, she told the fate of the rest of the Lin family.
"I didn't expect that this day would happen to the Lin family. This is retribution!"
Zhao Qianqian often inquires about the situation of the Lin family. Naturally, she knows about Lin Qi and Lin Aotian. The former is Lin Chengfeng's most valued son, and the latter is the most talented person in the entire Lin family. It is said that he has also worshiped in the Xuanhuang Holy Land. It can be said that the entire Lin family
It was supported by Lin Chengfeng, Lin Qi, and Lin Aotian.
If these three people die, then the Lin family will be doomed!
While the two were talking, several streams of light were flying towards them in the sky.
"Could he be from the Song family? He came so quickly."
Su Fang looked at the sky and frowned. Unexpectedly, they only stayed here for a while before the Song family members came.
Now it's too late to leave, the only way is to deal with the guys from the Song family.
Several people landed in the sky. The leader was a middle-aged man with a martial arts level. He glanced at Su Fang and Zhao Qianqian, and finally focused on Su Fang and said coldly: "It's you.
Kill my son?"
"So what?"
Su Fang was too lazy to talk nonsense with these guys. In the eyes of these guys, there was no right or wrong. Anyway, as long as the person was killed by him, there would be no possibility of negotiation between the two parties.
"Boy, then go and die. Remember, the person who killed you is the head of the Song family, Song Wuji!"
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he raised his hand and everyone standing beside him took action.
"I'm afraid it won't be me who dies."
Su Fang was still approached by those guys, and then he raised his hand and dropped it with a palm.
Everyone was still unable to withstand Su Fang's palm.
One by one, they were beaten to death under the pressure of powerful spiritual hands.
"What kind of magic is this?"
Song Wuji was immediately frightened when he saw this scene. The power of this technique was so amazing, and the kid in front of him might have an extraordinary origin.
In his guess, Su Fang was probably a disciple of some big force, otherwise how could he have such a powerful spell.
Thinking of this, Song Wuji not only had no intention of stopping, but instead showed a fierce look in his eyes.
If the boy in front of you is really a powerful person, then you must not let him go, otherwise the Song family will face the wrath of a powerful power, and if you are not careful, you may suffer disaster!
Song Wuji quickly made a decision, and with a flash of his body, he flew out and rushed towards Su Fang.
According to his analysis, the method Su Fang used just now is obviously unique to Fa cultivators, and what Fa cultivators fear most is close combat with body-refining warriors.
His goal was to get close to the Soviet side and hit him with a fatal blow.
In his opinion, Su Fang was young and must have little combat experience. He would definitely be in a hurry when he approached him, and there was a high chance of killing him with one blow!
The ideal is very plump, but the reality is often skinny.
After Song Wuji got close to Su Fang, he found that Su Fang was standing motionless, showing no sign of making any spells.
This kid must not have reacted yet, not even now!
boom!
Song Wuji punched out. This punch used 100% of its power. Even if it hit the mountain, it could still make a big hole.
In his mind, the image of Su Fang being smashed into pieces already appeared.
That scene was so wonderful that my son Chang Ming would definitely rest in peace.
As for the female doll, he enjoyed it on his behalf.
Bang!
"Blocked?"
Song Wuji's punch not only failed to hit Su Fang's face, but was blocked instead.
He punched with all his strength, but the opponent blocked it lightly.
Isn’t this guy a Dharma cultivator?
Even a cultivator who is a level higher than him can't block his attack so easily!
At this time, Su Fang said something that made Song Wuji feel desperate.
"Sorry, I am indeed a Dharma practitioner, but I also practice physical training."
Song Wuji's eyes darkened, and he finally understood that the other party was actually a genius in both physical and mental cultivation, and that the other party could block his attack so easily, so he was probably stronger than him in body training.
"By the way, I forgot to ask you, if you die, will anyone in the Song family avenge you?"
Su Fang said something that made the other party confused.
"What do you mean?"
Song Wuji frowned, suddenly feeling something bad.
"Nine Tribulations Thunder Fist!"
Su Fang did not answer, but responded with his fist. This fist was wrapped with the power of thunder and lightning, and the power of thunder and lightning easily penetrated Song Wuji's body.
"puff"
Song Wuji's body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.
"Looks like you're not dead yet. Again, will anyone save you?"
Su Fang looked at the dying Song Wuji and asked.
"No, no, don't kill me."
"Our Song family has many spiritual stones, and we can give them to you. We can also give you the Song family's property."
Song Wuji's face was full of fear. He didn't care about Su Fang's problems and kept begging for mercy.
"It seems like no one will stand up for you."
Although Su Fang didn't ask for the answer he wanted, he could tell from the other party's reaction that someone like the ancestor of the Su family would probably not pop up in the future.
That way, he and Zhao Qianqian wouldn't have to change places and could rest here for a while.
Su Fang was about to take action when he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Zhao Qianqian who was standing aside and handed him a sword: "Come and try."
"I don't have to."
Zhao Qianqian looked hesitant.
"This guy can teach someone like Song Changming. He's not a good guy at first glance. He wanted to kill us just now. You don't need to feel any burden. Besides, you didn't hesitate to stab me just now."
Su Fang persuaded him. His purpose was simple, to let the other party see blood.
Warriors will eventually see blood.
If you don't have any blood and are submissive when fighting, even high-level monks may fall into the hands of low-level monks.
"Okay, I'll do it."
It seemed that Zhao Qianqian was a little ashamed because of Su Fang's last words. He gritted his teeth and took the sword and walked to Song Wuji's side.
"Ms. Zhao, please forgive me. You have treated my son before. You are a good person and you must not have the heart to do this."
Seeing that his life was in the hands of Zhao Qianqian, Song Wuji quickly begged Zhao Qianqian for mercy.