The expensive mobile phone imported from the United States and manufactured in China cracked the screen after being dropped. The wrinkles on Tian Fang's face were trembling. His eyes stared at him as if he wanted to kill Lin Kun. His lips trembled and his throat trembled. He raised his head
The hand that he was so proud of and had bought him so much wealth pointed at Lin Kun, "You, you actually..."
Lin Kun sat down and said with a faint smile: "Master Tian, you can be considered a person who has experienced great waves in life. Since this is a conspiracy, and it is your plan, no matter what changes occur in it, you can still do it."
You can't blame others, just be willing to admit defeat."
"I'm going to kill you!"
Tian Fang roared in a sinister tone, jumped up on the table, and rushed towards Lin Kun. His hands turned into fists, and as soon as he came up, he used his lifelong skill - Tiger Fist.
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Lin Kun sat in silence and didn't understand. He didn't seem to take Tian Fang seriously at all. Seeing Tian Fang leaning over, the fist in his hand was about to hit the bridge of his nose. Lin Kun held the table with one hand and slammed it.
When he lifted it up, the jade table in front of him, which weighed at least more than three hundred kilograms, was completely overturned with a bang.
Tian Fang raised his eyebrows and quickly jumped on his feet, trying to dodge, but after the table was overturned, it was thrown at him vertically. He had no way to avoid it, especially now that it had jumped into the air.
, was forced down by this table.
Boom...
Immediately afterwards, there was a crashing sound. After Tian Fang landed on the ground, he quickly stepped back and was not injured by the table. However, the expensive jade table fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces and jade residue.
Slag was flying everywhere.
Lu Yue had already dodged to the side, but she was still splashed by the jade debris. Seeing this, the two disciples standing aside quickly went over to help Tian Fang, "Master, are you okay?"
"MD, what are you still doing? Call someone and kill this kid!" Tian Fang yelled almost roaringly. After hearing this, one of the two disciples rushed downstairs to call someone, and the other followed Tian Fang.
He came up and waved his fists in the air. The moves he used were exactly the same as Tian Fang's, but his momentum was obviously not as strong as Tian's.
Lin Kun smiled faintly and stood up unhurriedly. The disciple rushed in front. Seeing that the boy's fist was about to hit his chest, Lin Kun suddenly stretched out his hand and there was a crisp sound.
The big palm of the cattail leaf fan directly clenched the entire fist in his hand, and gave the disciple a faint smile. The disciple suddenly turned pale in panic.
Lin Kun twisted his hand hard, and heard a crunching sound. The younger brother screamed in response, and his whole arm was twisted. The older brother grinned, and his face was full of pain.
Bang!
Lin Kun punched out decisively, hitting the boy's heart. The boy screamed in pain again, and flew backwards in the air. His neck tilted in mid-air and he passed out.
Tian Fang's fist came, roaring with a fierce wind, and he exchanged three moves with Lin Kun. Lin Kun took three steps back. On the surface, Tian Fang suppressed Lin Kun, but in his heart, Tian Fang was suppressing Lin Kun.
There was a sudden chill, and Lin Kun suddenly punched him in the face.
Tian Fang did not dare to be careless and quickly stepped back, but at this moment, Lin Kun jumped up, took a step forward and leaped into the air, and the 44-yard big feet covered Tian Fang's door at a speed as fast as
A shadow appeared, and the sound of wind stirred up.
Bang!
Tian Fang wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all, so he had to raise his hands and cross them on his chest. The size 44 feet were firmly imprinted on them. Tian Fang's arms felt a sharp pain, and he felt heavy.
Pressed on the chest.
clang clang clang......
Tian Fang took three steps back under his feet. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest. There was a feeling of suffocation in his chest, and there was a faint salty smell that wanted to be sprayed out, but he swallowed a gulp of saliva and suppressed it.
When the disciple who had just called people saw this, without saying a word, he quickly rushed towards Lin Kun. Although he knew in his heart that he was no match for the opponent, this disciple still showed a fearless spirit and roared in his mouth - ah
, and rushed up.
Lin Kun stood upright, facing the rushing breeze, gently blowing across his face. Just when the disciple's fist was about to hit the bridge of his nose, he slapped it down with a big slap...
Snap!
The voice was crisp and clear, with a buzzing sound. The only martial arts in the world that could not be beaten was fast. Lin Kun had taught this little brother who was loyal and practicing martial arts beside Tian Fang a lesson. Real martial arts does not require any fancy tricks.
All moves are done in one move.
The beaten boy's eyes turned white, and he spun on the spot like a top. His legs went weak, and he staggered. He fell to the side, and his forehead hit the side with a loud roar.
A table with root carvings.
The expensive root carving staggered and fell off the table with a loud crash. The fine porcelain flowerpot was smashed into pieces, and the root carving was also smashed to pieces.
When Tian Fang, who was holding his chest, saw this, he couldn't hold back the salty smell that he had just suppressed in his heart. He spurted out in a puff, red blood, thick pulp, and a thick bloody smell.
The smell spread, turning the surrounding air red.
Thump thump thump…
There was a sound of rushing footsteps at the top of the stairs. More than a dozen strong martial arts disciples rushed up with weapons in their hands. When they came up, they all had fierce looks on their faces and roared in their mouths before rushing towards Lin Kun.
, the guy in his hand was making a dancing and hunting sound.
Lin Kun smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, waved his left hand, and the three-sided military thorn appeared in his hand. A jingling sound of clashing sounds was heard. After a moment, the more than ten younger brothers who rushed up were all stunned, full of excitement.
He looked at what he was holding in his hand with a surprised look. The steel pipe and the machete in his hand were almost all cut off at the waist.
Fear, surprise, and a face full of disbelief...
The more than ten disciples once again cast their eyes on the three-edged military thorn in Lin Kun's hand. The jet-black golden light flowed, exuding a coldness, like the sickle in the hand of the god of death. Each of them was frightened and hesitant, and they didn't know who it was.
He took a step back first, and then the rest of the people started to take a step back, one step, two steps...
"A bunch of trash!"
Tian Fang opened his mouth and yelled, his mouth full of blood. It was scary to see him, especially these disciples. How could the master he always admired be beaten to such a virtuous state? Then he turned to look at Lin
Kun's eyes became even more fearful.
Lin Kun smiled lightly at these disciples and said: "If you don't leave, the military thorn in my hand will not cut off the thing in your hand, but your neck."
His words were so calm that he couldn't even hear the slightest hint of murderous intent. But when they fell in the ears of these disciples, they were like ice picks, piercing directly into the heart, and their whole body was filled with tremors.
Shivering, my hands began to shake.
"roll."
Lin Kun uttered a word softly, with the same calm tone, and the same harmless smile on his face...