Gao Wu: Start with red blood and become a gourmet

"Then what else can you do? Huh? Who are you, young man?"

Fan Jiutian provocatively said that nine flying knives attacked Lin Tian together.

The speed is so fast that the naked eye can hardly distinguish it!

"Can you still cut off my connection with these immortal-killing flying knives?!"

Don't say it's Lin Tian,
Even if the most talented and strongest spiritually gifted martial artist has awakened in the human plane today,
It is also impossible to cut off the spiritual link between him and the nine flying knives.

If it is said that ordinary people control things,

The spiritual force used to connect the two is a thin thread that can be broken when pulled,

Then the result of his countless years of tempering is the twisting of thousands of strands of steel wire!
In this plane, it is impossible for a strong person of that level to appear.

This is Fan Jiutian's confidence in himself,
It is also a recognition of his own strength.

"Gudong-"

He seemed to know the result of this battle in advance, and Lin Tian would definitely lose if the nine throwing knives fell.

Fan Jiutian, who was ready to let him enter the ninth floor, just turned around,

Before I could speak, I felt as if something was missing in my body.
Similar to the signal being blocked and then immediately restored.

But it is this short period of time gap,

A hand was placed on Fan Jiutian's shoulder.

"impossible!"

Fan Jiutian didn't look back, the majestic and pure spiritual power had already made him perceive the situation behind him.

Regardless of the sallow wine gourd on his waist falling to the ground,

Holding Lin Tian's clothes tightly with both hands, sniffling his nose, he said in surprise, "How did you do it?!"

Looking at the nine flying knives that fell to the ground due to a momentary loss of control,

It means that just now Lin Tianzhen cut off the spiritual power between him and Zhanxian Feidao!
Although only for a moment,
But this is already impossible.

Things even the Emperor Wu could not do,
The younger generation of Wu Zong in front of him did it easily, and it's still nine together!
monster!

This is Fan Jiutian's evaluation of Lin Tian now.

If it was well-deserved and worthy of the old guy's choice just now,

So now it is: no one is more suitable for that choice than this kid in front of him!

completely changed,

Just because the other people looked ordinary.

"Quickly tell the old man, how did you do it, I will exchange it with you for thousands of years of fine wine!"

Fan Jiutian desperately wanted to get the answer from Lin Tian's mouth.

Things even the Emperor Wu could not do,
A Wu Zong did it so easily.

No one wants to know how he did it more than he does? !

Lin Tian kept his mouth shut, the heaviness in his eyes did not dissipate, and the silk thread in his hands kept moving.

The transparent silk thread with soul fluctuations attacked Fan Jiutian!
It's not that he doesn't want to answer,
It's just that the battle is not over yet!
The other party looked like a fool. Although he was an old man, he gave Lin Tian the feeling of an old boy.

I'm really worried that I will be called an old lady because of this.

do not know why,
Ever since he was abused by the perverted tree old man in the hall under the tree, he was always terrified in the face of such a mysterious old man.

Just by glancing at him, one can see the powerful presence of two sacred beast tokens in his body,
Let him fight for himself,

In the future, it will definitely be a shot taken in a desperate situation, a magic skill used to make a comeback!

After thinking about it,

In case of encountering something that can't be solved even in the Hezhe state, there is a huge difference in terrifying opponents!
Stretching out two holy beasts, the scene of nine flying knives suddenly appearing.

A little excited to think about it.

So he must win this battle!

As soon as Fan Jiutian's ears moved, his fat body quickly dodged to the side, his steps were clumsy but steady.

slow and orderly,

The sagging fat on his stomach trembled as he continued to dodge the attacks of the silk threads.

hum!
Under the five-color line,
Fan Jiutian didn't dodge in time, and a cut was made on his old and greasy cloth shirt: "Hey, it hurts so much!"

Fan Jiutian, who was bouncing back and forth on the ground because of the pain, finally raised his hands, and compromised helplessly: "It's really abnormal, I thought the old man was bullying the younger with the nine flying knives in the same realm, but I didn't expect to let the big you boy
Against the generals. "

"Fulfill the promise."

Lin Tian didn't say anything else, and kept focusing on the promise just now.

The face seemed to be telling the other party, don't try to change the topic, you old man!

".Look at what you said." Fan Jiutian grinned awkwardly, took out a wooden knife from his pocket and threw it out: "Still staring at it, old man, I have a noble status, how can I be like you? Is the junior playing a rogue?"

"can."

"."

What's wrong with young people today?
Where is the trust in the magnanimity of the predecessors?
Could it be that his appearance is so handsome that this kid is greedy?

Fan Jiutian pulled out an ancient bronze mirror from the pile of objects piled up in a hill, and began to look at it.

Touching the rosacea reddened by drinking,

A fat and broad face, and a few hairs on the top of the head.

Putting down the mirror, he nodded in satisfaction, and the doubts on his face almost disappeared.

No wonder it's sour, I understand.

"."

Lin Tian was speechless, and didn't know what to say.

No one understands silence better than the old man playing with a knife opposite.

Although I don't know what the other party is doing, I just feel a little speechless.

Reaching out to take the wooden knife flying in the air, the pattern is exquisite, and it is also carved with special patterns.

"Extraordinary Tower?"

Why such a small wooden knife engraving the Transcendent Tower?

"This is your token?"

"Can I lie to you?!"

Fan Jiutian asked loudly,
"It's not ordinary."

"."

Both fell silent,

Fan Jiutian broke through first, and said: "When it is really unnecessary, I think even if you don't use the token, someone will save you, but it's better to be safe."

"Thank you, old man."

"Ha ha."

Fan Jiutian glared at Lin Tian,
After living for countless years, of course I can see what this kid is thinking now.

"That's all, go up quickly, don't delay me drinking, hurry up and enjoy the last peaceful time, and there will be no more in the future."

"what?"

Lin Tian frowned,

He heard this sentence clearly, without those deliberate noises.

Why does it feel like there is a sense of disaster coming,
Why didn't the noise appear at this time, could it be that something was warning him in advance?
Remind him of unrest disasters in the near future.

While thinking, Lin Tian has come to the stairs leading to the ninth floor.

Just as he was on the third rung of the stairs,
Suddenly realized something,
The scalp tingled for a while, and a cold and appalling feeling came to my heart.

Something is wrong!
Lin Tian suddenly turned his head and turned to look for Fan Jiutian's figure.

gone? !

What disappeared together was the chaotic white spiritual space just now!
Thinking about it, it's terrifying, it's creepy!

Didn't it mean that Xuying couldn't feel pain?