Boil the heavens

"Okay, thank you very much, Master..Father, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh thanh!"

"After absorbing the power of the medicine for one night, not only will the body become stronger and more powerful, but also true energy will be born in the body. It is normal for such a powerful force to be acquired suddenly, and it is normal to be unable to control it for a while. It will be fine if you fall a few more times." Looking cautiously Holding the porridge bowl, Yan Fei smiled.

Confused, a bowl of porridge was eaten quickly.

It's not good enough, keep eating.

Half of the pot of porridge was eaten by this kid!

"Meow!"

Daju, who eats slowly, is very dissatisfied looking at the bottomless porridge bowl, squinting at the waves, grinding his claws.

"Master, I want to go back and kill Monk now!" Laughing at Daju, Lang Fanyun said to Yan Fei.

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." After packing up the pots and pans and placing them on Rhubarb's back, Yan Fei said to Lang Fanyun, "Let's go!"

Followed to watch the fun, not because he was worried about this kid, but because Yan Fei was curious about what kind of strength this kid would show.

Lang Fanyun, this name is worth his curiosity!

Instead of killing people directly, Lang Fanyun first went to the agreed hiding place to find his sister.

"What are you talking about!? My sister threw herself into the trap in order to let that bastard Monk let me go?" Hearing what the villagers said, Lang Fanyun felt his head buzzing like a thunderbolt from the blue sky!

"Monk! If something happens to my sister, I'll kill you!" Regardless of anything, he ran to Monk's house.

When he came to Monk's house, Lang Fanyun didn't have any nonsense, he went up with a hatchet and forced it on the neck of the gatekeeper's servant, "Say, where is my sister now!? Did Monk do anything to my sister!? "

Excited, the hatchet shook, blood was seen on the slave's neck, and he didn't dare to force him any more, and hurriedly said, "After your sister came, she was locked up in the firewood room, nothing happened, but... but Master Monk woke up just now. After I got there, I found out that your sister is here, in the lobby..."

"Get out!" Slapped the slave away with a slap, and Lang Fanyun rushed to the lobby in a hurry.

"Bitch, what the hell are you..."

In the lobby, a stripped girl was hung up, surrounded by several house slaves, whipped in cold water, frantically beating her.

On the main seat, a Mongolian man with a pale face and limited mobility gritted his teeth, holding the dagger in his hand, with blood in his eyes, "Bring me over, I'm going to cut her with my own hands!"

"Munch, I'll kill you!"

However, before the slaves could carry him over, a roar spread throughout the entire Meng family compound, and the waves turned over.

Seeing his sister's miserable condition, the boy's brows and eyes were tearing, he cut off the rope with a knife, and let his sister down, "Sister...I'm here to save you!"

The girl was obviously in a trance, but when she heard Lang Fanyun's voice, she still murmured with all her strength, "Quick...quick...run..."

Taking out a long robe from Rhubarb's back, and covering the girl, Yan Fei said softly, "Don't worry, your sister will be fine with me, you can do what you want!"

The whip was strong enough to penetrate the flesh and blood. It seemed that it was only an external injury, but in fact it had already hurt the inside. In addition to the hidden injuries and illnesses that were already there, if it hadn't been for Yan Fei, the little girl would not have survived.

Constantly conveying true energy to protect her body, at the same time a piece of century-old ginseng was placed in the little girl's mouth to nourish her body.

When Yan Fei was treating the little girl, Lang Fanyun had already started killing.

The hatchet in his hand opened and closed, and the sword turned into light. During the transition, there was no jerk in the slightest. The immature cheeks were already filled with anger, and the condensed eyes had infinite killing intent.

"Bitch, I didn't expect to learn martial arts in a day's absence, but do you think you can turn salty fish over with your three-legged kung fu? Fu, kill him!" The hall filled the hall, and Monk didn't panic at all, he just stared at him with hatred and said, "No, don't kill him, maim him, this young master will torture him slowly!"

The voice fell, and a figure sprang out from behind the lobby.

Dressed in Mongolian robes, tall and strong, with an expressionless face, he directly killed Xianglang Fanyun, one big and one small, and the two figures who fought together in an instant were in sharp contrast.

"The Nanshan palm technique is interesting." Yan Fei recognized the kung fu of this Mongolian man, which was the kung fu of the seven monsters in the south of the Yangtze River.

It's not a brilliant kung fu, but this Mongolian man has been immersed in martial arts for many years, and his moves are fierce and domineering. It's really not comparable to Lang Fanyun who just practiced martial arts for a day.

boom!

Lang Fanyun was shot flying, his chest was red, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding continuously.

The injury was serious, but the young man didn't care. He got up, and once again charged at the strong man with red eyes.

bang bang bang...

Constantly being shot flying, standing up again and again, the young man was covered in blood, but he still never gave up. He was dedicated to killing Monk.

"Hey...that's it, keep torturing him!" Seeing Lang Fanyun's miserable appearance, Monk let out a sinister smile.

Looking at the smirking Monk, Yan Fei shook his head, this guy can still laugh when he is about to die!

Although he was shot many times, although he was injured more and more, bleeding more, and looked miserable and dying, in Yan Fei's eyes, Lang Fanyun's anger, killing intent and fighting intent were constantly rising.

Coupled with the undigested elixir in the body...

0098 Meeting Ceremony

kill!

Accompanied by a long howl from the bottom of his heart, Lang Fanyun's energy and spirit climbed to the peak under his anger, his blood boiled, and he attached the hatchet in his hand. The blood-red knife light turned into a raging dragon, driving straight in, Cruel and tyrannical, he even directly chopped this Mongolian named Ah Fu into more than ten pieces.

The blood exploded and drenched his whole body. At this moment, Lang Fanyun seemed to be a bloodthirsty demon returning from hell.

Monk's smirk stopped abruptly, looking at Lang Fanyun, the original cruel smile faded, and his body trembled unconsciously.

"You...you can't kill me, if you kill me, neither you nor your sister can live..."

Most incompetent people will say such things before they die, but the ending is generally the same.

Chop into eight pieces, the head falls to the ground!

boom!

The wave that chopped Monk into pieces fell to the ground with a plop.

Such a sudden burst of strength from his thin body, and his survival from overdraft should all be thanks to Yan Fei's elixir.

but...

As expected of a guy with the aptitude to shatter the void!

The knife just now, or the state of fighting desperately just now, put all his heart and soul into it, and let Lang Fanyun's body, spirit and psychology enter a special state similar to "Enlightenment", and it was in this special state Only with the blessing of his body can he cut out that angry dragon-like saber light.

"Nu Jiao?" Yan Fei chuckled as the words suddenly appeared in his mind, maybe this is the origin of the Nu Jiao Gang.

"There's blood everywhere, it's really violent!"

Looking at the bloody surroundings, Yan Fei shook his head slightly, supported Lang Fanyun and his young lady with true energy, and left slowly.