"It's very possible, but Lin Fan's strength is definitely not something that can be summed up by a simple refining flow. If it was a pure body refining stream, it would be absolutely impossible to kill the secret disciple of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect who had cast the Painted Skin Puppet within nine breaths. Mo Qing, a young man with blue marks, said.

"That's right. This guy is really getting more and more surprising. The red-haired middle-aged man showed a wry smile.

The young man Mo Qing also sighed.

He felt that he was already the best among the younger generations, but he didn't expect that the Void Channel Network would encounter young powerhouses one after another, and his original arrogance had dissipated a lot.

Moreover, this young powerhouse, any one, is very powerful, not inferior to him.

This Lin Fan is even stronger.

No more than nine breaths, that is, to completely kill a secret disciple of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect who cast a painted skin puppet.

Moreover, this so-called Nine Breaths was not the real time when Lin Fan killed that secret disciple. It's because he has practiced the technique of breaking the law and blue eyes, and he has not yet reached the extreme, so he can't make time more accurate.

In fact, nine times out of ten, Lin Fan took a shorter time than the time predicted by the nine breaths.

Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible.

If Lin Fan killed a secret disciple of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect who did not use the Painted Skin Puppet within nine breaths, then, although it was very powerful, it could only show that his fighting instinct, combat talent, combat wisdom, etc., were very powerful and outrageous.

If this is the case, the shock in his heart will undoubtedly dissipate a lot.

Because of this level of results

, as long as he spends some cost, it is entirely possible, it is achievable. However, Lin Fan is obviously not like this here.

The secret disciple of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect unfolded the technique of painting the skin puppet, and with his ability, it was completely impossible to kill it within nine breaths. Even, they had to be avoided for a while.

However, Lin Fan is done.

Moreover, he simply didn't know what kind of means the other party had done this, so he was even more fearful.

The unknown is always the most terrifying.

......

Just when the young man with blue marks and the middle-aged man with red hair joined hands to climb.

In the midst of the "buzzing" sound, the void screamed, and another cloud of teleportation light appeared.

The one who teleported over this time was the young man in white and the jade crown.

That young powerhouse in the Iron Blood Hall of the Southern Mansion of the Xuanwu Dynasty!

"Hmm, it seems that a big war broke out here not long ago?" The white-clothed jade-crowned young man was slightly surprised, and as soon as his mind moved, there was an extra thing in his hand, which was a small and delicate mirror.

This mirror is made of a piece of jade. On top of this jade-polished mirror, there was a blood-colored stain.

"Buzzing ......" As soon as the white-clothed jade-crowned young man's heart moved, a stream of essence blood was forced out from his fingertips and sent into the jade mirror. When he landed, it was fused with the blood stain on the mirror.

Suddenly, the blood stain on the mirror, under a tremble, was like a drop of ink dripping into the water tank, slowly stretching and spreading.

Soon, the entire small jade mirror was shrouded in black blood light, and then the blood light disappeared

, the jade mirror is shiny and bright, flashing aura, forming a light curtain projection.

On it, there are some pictures that emerge.

This picture is intermittent and very blurry, but if Lin Fan is here, he will definitely feel very shocked. Because on this screen, the scene that emerged was simply the scene of him fighting frantically with the handsome young man who was one of the secret disciples of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect.

However, it is only a fragmented fragment, and it is very vague, but among them, there is also some breath escaping.

This jade treasure mirror can already be regarded as a treasure.

On it, there was a faint aura of magic emanating from it.

Obviously, this is a medium-grade magic weapon, and it has been blessed by a magic circle, which is very extraordinary. However, only this white-clothed jade-crowned young man knew that his jade treasure mirror only had this mysterious effect.

Other features, there are no other features at all.

However, even so, this treasure is also of extraordinary value, so that the white-clothed jade-crowned young man, in this void channel network, avoids many dangerous realms.

Therefore, he is very convinced of this mirror.

"Hmm, this breath seems to be Lin Fan, one of the four secret disciples of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect?" The white-clothed jade-crowned young man stared intently at the picture projected in the mirror, and suddenly revealed a trace of solemnity.

He could sense that the war had happened to the present, at least a hundred breaths in the past.

There is no doubt that this is enough to show that Lin Fan's realm is much stronger than he imagined, and his strength is extraordinary. If you enter the initial place before and after, but it is only ten or twenty breaths, the difference is still not

It's too big, and the strength of each other is not far apart.

The time difference of hundreds of breaths is enough to explain some problems.

"Hmm?what?......? I thought I was overestimating him, but I didn't expect to underestimate him!" The white-clothed jade-crowned young man said in surprise.

Immediately, it was a wry smile.

He couldn't help but think of the words he had said to his subordinates in the Trial Square before. At that time, his comment on Lin Fan was that although he was not afraid of this Lin Fan, he might not be able to stop Lin Fan if he wanted to kill the other members of the Iron Blood Hall. Now it seems that he is still a little too confident.

If Lin Fan really slaughtered the members of the Iron Blood Hall, let alone stop him, if he could be alone, he would already be burning high incense. If he really fought with Lin Fan, he would probably not be able to escape.

As soon as he thought of this, the expression of the young man in white and jade crown changed.

But after a while, I couldn't help but sigh.

Let him give up an opportunity, he really doesn't want to.

Therefore, as soon as he gritted his teeth and his heart was horizontal, the young man in white and the jade crown continued to move forward.

In the midst of this, under its white clothes, there was also a soft hum.

It was a low-grade top-grade magic armor, and there were countless spell runes engraved on it, making this low-grade top-grade magic armor completely trigger, and the defensive power was not inferior to a medium-grade magic armor.

His insistence on moving forward is also related to this low-grade top-grade magic armor, but it has reached the defensive power of the medium-grade magic armor.

His demonic martial arts have recovered, although his strength is not necessarily better than that of a young man with blue marks and a middle-aged man with red hair

The big man is stronger, and even, slightly inferior, but the physical body is stronger than it. Therefore, the speed of travel, that is, is a little faster.

Gradually, in the process of moving forward, the white-clothed jade-crowned young man is gradually getting closer to the blue-scarred young man Mo Qing and the red-haired middle-aged man.

"Huh?" The blue-scarred young man Mo Qing and the red-haired middle-aged man are not weak, they have a keen perception, and they immediately sensed the approach of the white-clothed jade-crowned young man, and they all looked back awe-inspiringly.

Suddenly, the young man in white and the jade crown paused, and looked at the blue-scarred young man Mo Qing and the red-haired middle-aged man, as if he was facing a great enemy.

In the distance, both sides were silent.

After three or five breaths, the white-clothed jade-crowned young man looked at the blue-scarred young man Mo Qing and the red-haired middle-aged man and nodded.

And the young man Mo Qing said with interest: "Your Excellency is from the Xuanwu Dynasty? You don't seem to be in the same camp as Lin Fan, right? Lin Fan is very strong, at the entrance of the Origin Land, have you ever felt that terrifying aura?"

That terrifying aura was the battle between Lin Fan and one of the four secret disciples of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect, which was detonated. Moreover, Lin Fan's strength was even more powerful than he imagined, and when the secret disciple of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect who fought against him used all the Painted Skin Puppets, they were all killed on the spot within nine breaths. He's a little too powerful, and though he's reluctant to admit it, that's exactly what happened.

Therefore, after the two of us discussed, it is a temporary alliance, and there will be no rebellion until the inheritance is in our hands. Would you like to join?"

When the white-clothed jade-crowned young man heard this, he seemed to be contemplative, but he didn't say a word, just followed the mountain

The road is walking towards the young man with blue marks and the middle-aged man with red hair.

The blue-scarred young man Mo Qing and the red-haired middle-aged man glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but see the solemnity and vigilance from the depths of each other's eyes. Immediately, both were much more vigilant.

And in this vigilance, the young man with blue marks and the middle-aged man with red hair are the true yuan, ready to go.

But the reason why the two are like this is just in case.

They didn't know Lin Fan's strength, but they were very clear about the strength of this white-clothed jade-crowned young man.

Although they are not weak, but they are really afraid of life and death, and they are not afraid. Under the joint efforts of the two, although they are under the shroud of this forbidden air array, if a big war really breaks out, it will not affect their combat strength.

Therefore, even if this white-clothed jade-crowned young man attacked violently, they were confident that they would be able to knock him back with one blow if they joined forces. Together, it is not impossible to kill them within fifty rounds.

Therefore, the young man with blue marks and the middle-aged man with red hair are full of confidence.

Moreover, they also believed that the qualifications of such a talented and beautiful jade as a young man in white should not be able to do such a stupid thing.

Step by step, the white-clothed jade-crowned young man was close to the blue-scarred young man Mo Qing and the red-haired middle-aged man, and this was the time when he said indifferently: "The time for Lin Fan to kill the secret disciple of the Painted Skin Demon King Sect is not less than nine breaths, but ...... Seven breaths!"

"What? Seven breaths?" When the blue-scarred young man Mo Qing and the red-haired middle-aged man heard this, their pupils shrank and they were moved, and they looked at each other, both of them were shocked.

Masters compete

, just fight for the first line!

Nine breaths and seven breaths are not an order of magnitude at all!

(End of chapter)