"You are Yang Fan?"

The leader, although he is also dressed in gray, has a different style from others, with an earthy yellow trim at the cuffs and an earthen character embroidered on the chest.

In this way, it is the same as that of the blue-clothed disciples of the inner gate.

For example, Zhang Chufeng, an inner disciple who was dissatisfied with Yang Fan yesterday, had a water character embroidered on his chest in blue clothes, representing the inner disciple of the main vein of the water system.

"This person is obviously a disciple of the outer gate, how can he wear a disciple's uniform embroidered with soil characters, is he a disciple of the inner door?"

In the chronicle of the door rules, there is no record of such a disciple's uniform, so Yang Fan guessed so in his heart.

He nodded at the man: "I am Yang Fan, what's the matter with this senior brother?"

Seeing Yang Fan's admission, the man smiled coldly, and pointed at Yang Fan's nose arrogantly: "How can you live in that courtyard? If you don't let me move out quickly, go to the outer disciple martial arts arena and shout three times, 'I'm a waste', I'll spare you, otherwise ......."

"What else do you want?"

Seeing that this person said this as soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Fan also put away his good face.

"Bold, dare to talk to Senior Brother Zhou like this, you are looking for death!"

Before the man could speak, a guy with swerti eyebrows behind him jumped out and pointed at Yang Fan and reprimanded him loudly.

Yang Fan's seven-trick exquisite heart involuntarily accelerated and beat, and a wave of anger arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, he had a kind of **, and he wanted to beat this guy who pointed at his nose to a pulp.

However, Yang Fan, who has been a good student for more than ten years, finally resisted the urge to do it immediately, and looked at Senior Brother Zhou: "I respect you, you are Senior Brother, if I don't respect you, you are bullshit, this yard was given to me by the old school, I really have the ability, you go to the old man to say, or, you come directly to take it, let me see, what can you do, let me move out!"

"Okay, seeing that you are so arrogant, you must have some ability, I will teach you a good lesson today, so that you can enter the True Martial Arts Sect, and no one even knows your surname. ”

Saying that, this week, the senior brother waved his hand, and everyone scattered.

The outer disciple of the roe deer rat eye, his eyebrows moved, and he suddenly came up: "Senior Brother Zhou, such a small role, where is it worth your personal action? Let the little one clean him up, and save Senior Brother Dirty Hands." ”

Senior Brother Zhou's eyes flashed, he stared at Yang Fan, and nodded: "Since this is the case, then let you get on it, give me the waste of this kid's legs, and I will watch him climb out of the yard in front of me." ”

"Howler!"

The outer disciples of the roe head rat seemed to have received a great reward, and responded proudly, and then looked at Yang Fan, but it was a high-spirited style: "You remember, the person who beat you today is called Zhang Xiaoyi, and if you see me later, remember to call Grandpa Xiaoyi, otherwise I will beat you again." ”

As he spoke, this Zhang Xiaoyi rushed towards Yang Fan with an arrow step, the wind in his hand sounded, and a fist shadow struck, looking as if it was a boulder rolling down from the sky, smashing towards him.

"Rolling Stone Fist!"

Although Yang Fan did not practice Rolling Stone Boxing, he had already memorized the five sets of boxing techniques, and naturally remembered that this was the killing move in Rolling Stone Boxing, the sky falling boulder.

With a movement in his heart, the soft water boxing method was naturally used.

I saw that his left hand turned into a circle, his right hand became a fist, his body stepped forward half a step, and he approached Zhang Xiaoyi's body, and he dodged this move from the sky to the boulder, and then, his right hand fist hit Zhang Xiaoyi's left shoulder, which looked like it was lightly shouldered, but as soon as it touched, it seemed to trigger a mountain and a tsunami, and made a sharp sound.

"Blood is like a tide!"

Hearing this voice, Senior Brother Zhou, who was watching quietly, suddenly turned ugly.

And Zhang Xiaoyi, who was punched, was like being pushed by an invisible force, taking a few steps back in a row, and finally turned over and fell to the ground, rolling a few meters before stopping.

He fell to the ground, clutching his right shoulder, which was numb from severe pain, and looked at Yang Fan with a shocked expression: "You actually cultivated the Soft Water Fist to such a point?"

Yang Fan didn't make a sound, he naturally didn't cultivate the Roushui Fist to a very high level, but just now he had an idea, and he used the blood qi as the Roushui True Qi described in the Roushui Fist, but what he didn't expect was that such a situation occurred.

That punch, in fact, is not very powerful, at most only six or seven thousand catties of power, but the continuous thrust, extremely long-lasting, makes people feel shocked.

"Unexpectedly, you are still a master, okay, let me meet you for a while!"

Senior Brother Zhou's face was solemn, and he stepped forward again, this time, there was no outer disciple like Zhang Xiaoyi who took the lead, obviously, Yang Fan's punch shocked them.

Senior Brother Zhou formed a fist with both hands, and hit it with one move, which was exactly the sky-falling boulder that Zhang Xiaoyi had cast before, but compared to Zhang Xiaoyi's ethereal boulder, the phantom cast by Senior Brother Zhou was more condensed and larger, at first glance, it seemed to be a real boulder falling, and the momentum was even more terrifying, with a whistling sound.

This time, Yang Fan did not use the soft water fist again.

With his current cultivation of Roushui Fist, he has not cultivated this Roushui Fist to a very high level, plus this set of boxing methods, he has already re-nourished qi and conditioned his viscera, and in terms of attack, it is far inferior to Rolling Stone Fist, but this Senior Brother Zhou in front of him has cultivated Rolling Stone Fist to the point of great success, not only that, but his cultivation should have reached the peak of the acquired first grade, or even the point of consummation of the day after tomorrow, and the innate realm, there is only one step difference.

For such a character, if Yang Fan still uses soft water fist, it will be a big support.

I saw him clench his fists, his body shrank, and the python was entangled and spontaneously launched, and then, the bull demon in the bull demon fist was launched in an instant, and the two fists, like two horns that were in the sky, hit the fist shadow that fell from the sky.

It's going to be tough!

Bang!

I only heard a loud noise, and Senior Brother Zhou, who fell from the sky, was shocked and flew out, while Yang Fan shook his whole body and stood still.

Burst!

When Senior Brother Zhou landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He looked at Yang Fan in disbelief: "Good, good!"

After saying two good words in a row, but didn't say anything more, Senior Brother Zhou endured the sharp pain in his hands, turned around and left.

At this scene, they were stunned when they looked at the few outer disciples who came with them, they couldn't believe that the new young junior brother in front of them, who had just started for a day, actually defeated the strongest senior brother Zhou Pingchuan under the top ten disciples of the outer gate.

"How is this possible?"

Zhang Xiaoyi even shouted directly.

"Why don't you leave, are you embarrassed here?"

It wasn't until Zhou Pingchuan, who had already gone away, snorted lightly that these people came back to their senses and hurriedly followed, although Zhou Pingchuan lost, but Zhou Pingchuan was a figure that Senior Brother Tong fancied, even if he lost now, he and others could not be offended and neglected in the slightest.

As for Yang Fan, although they were afraid, they didn't have the slightest intention of clinging to make friends, because in the True Martial Sect, if they offended Senior Brother Tong, no one could save them.

"This Senior Brother Zhou, there are really some doorways, but it's just an acquired peak, and his fist power can reach 12,000 catties. ”

A few people walked away, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but his hands trembled slightly, obviously the previous punch, the force he suffered was not light.

"Hurry up to Xiaolong Village, when you come back, you must work hard to cultivate. ”

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