I Can Crit In Martial Arts

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Zhao Dazheng looked at Lin Fan's leaving back and sighed.

"Senior Sister has a really good vision to find such an excellent disciple."

"But my apprentice is also good."

"Hey-hey."

Zhao Dazheng, who is easily satisfied, is very happy.

Wu Yun said: "Master, I still feel that Brother Lin is biased against me."

As soon as people leave, they start to make small reports. This is Wu Yun's nature and habitual character, which is difficult to correct.

"Why do you have such thoughts? Disciple, it's bad behavior to make a small report. Your brother is doing it for you. Otherwise, look at it. There are so many people and nothing else. Why do you only care about you? "Zhao Dazheng blocked all his statements with a reason Wu Yun could not refute.

Yup……

He doesn't ask others, he just asks you, what else can this be?

Wu Yun wanted to cry without tears.

never mind.

It's boring, it's boring.

He knew that it was useless to say anything to the guy in front of him. The other person's thinking was different from what he thought, and he was the kind of person who completely believed in what others said.

In his mind, Lin Fan is a sensible disciple.

And he is ignorant.

There is still a long way to go in order to grasp Zhao Dazheng's heart.

Every day, things are happening all over the Shenwu Realm.

And the only constant is...

Lin Fan is still cultivating hard, staying up day and night, and sleeping is a waste of time for him.

Spending time on cultivation is the right choice.

"How is your cultivation?"

Tang Feihong runs a bit frequently.

Especially recently.

Especially many times.

Lin Fan suspected that Master was about to be unable to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and wanted to do something to him. Thinking of this possibility, he felt a chill in his heart. Although it seemed that he had earned it on the surface, who could make up for the scars in his heart.

"Master, very good, no problem."

Lin Fan stared at Master's eyes all the time.

In the past, Master always used indifferent eyes to make him bow his head, and did not dare to look at him, but now, Master avoids his eyes unexpectedly.

Is this shy looking at yourself?

Probably.

Tang Feihong said: "Recently, you have been cultivating in the holy land. Don't think about going out. It's not peaceful outside recently."

"knew."

Lin Fan didn't know what had happened to the outside world, and even asked Master to say that it was not peaceful. It seemed that it might not be a trivial matter.

"Master."

"Um?"

"What do you think of the disciples received by Elder Zhao?"

"Why? Feel the pressure? Don't think so much, that kid can't threaten your status, don't think about it." Tang Feihong poked Lin Fan's head, such an intimate action, once again opened Lin Fan's heart, shocked very.

Tang Feihong was visibly taken aback, and quickly retracted his fingers, obviously not expecting that he would make such a move.

Just when Lin Fan wanted to speak.

Tang Feihong didn't give him a chance at all, she turned around and left, walking in a hurry, as if there was something that made her at a loss.

After watching the master leave.

Lin Fan sighed and felt helpless. What is going on with Master? What incident caused Master to have strange feelings for him. Can I change it?

"Master, this old lady is so old." Niubi said.

"I know."

If Tang Feihong hears these words from Niubi, I am afraid they will be made into skewers.

A place of retreat.

"Apprentice, you practice hard. These medicines are treasured by the teacher, and these meals are all made for the teacher. I want to use the craftsmanship of the teacher back then, but the craftsmanship of cooking is truly unique. "

"Don't underestimate these meals, they are all made with a variety of special ingredients, which are of great help to your practice."

Zhao Dazheng came in with a lot of things.

The scent of vegetables can be smelled from a distance.

Wu Yun looked at these things in front of him, but he didn't expect this master to be good, and moved to tears: "Master, you are so kind to me."

Acting must be sincere.

Otherwise it is easy to be seen.

Zhao Dazheng touched Wu Yun's head and said with a smile: "You are my disciple, I am not good to you, who is good to you, but you have to practice hard and don't waste time."

"Yes, Master."

Wu Yun is very well-behaved and wants to continue to play Lin Fan's short report, but forget it after thinking about it. He plays Xiaobao too frequently, which is a bit bad. It would be better to wait for a while.

After the apprentice’s meal is over.

Zhao Dazheng packed up his things and left.

Wu Yun looked at the back of Zhao Dazheng leaving, thinking in his heart.

"It is indeed a good master, but he is a bit too stupid, huh, I wonder if you who know the truth in the future will regret what you have done now."

He keeps his mission in mind.

Kill Lin Fan.

But now it seems that this situation is very difficult. Instead, he has a different idea, which is to continue lurking in the sacred land. Now his status is higher than many disciples.

The cultivation base is promoted.

Should be able to become the Son of God.

The situation will be different until then.

At the northern border.

In the forest.

Sword sat cross-legged one day, his body being washed away by the water of the waterfall, and he was a little breathless from the heavy feeling.

But he can hold on.

There was no slight change in facial expressions.

This is how practice is.

His mood has changed a lot. He is not as fragile as before. The anger towards Lin Fan has faded. He doesn't want revenge and finds his face.

Instead, he regarded Lin Fan as a stepping stone to his higher realm.

sough!

There was movement from all around.

Sword opened his eyes one day, frowned, looked into the distance, got up directly, he was naked, walked out of the waterfall, opened his five fingers, and grabbed it towards the distance. A white robe hits him, dressed on his body, floating, and attacking. distance.

The white clothes are fluttering, the temperament is refined, and the sword on the back is slightly rough, which is carved out of stone.

In the forest.

A group of mysterious black robes shuttled through the mountains and forests at a fast speed, passing by afterimages. They were all people with cultivation bases. At this time, they were in a hurry on the road, as if there was something important to do.

Sudden.

They stopped, each of them as steady as Mount Tai, and looked up at the white-clothed man standing in front of the branch.

"Who are you? Why are you here to bother me to clean up?"

Jian Yi's weather was calm and he pretended to be. Although his mood increased, pretending was always a habit he couldn't change. There was an unbearable style in every move.

The mysterious black robes looked at each other, and the leader said: "I don't know if you are here to clean up, how disturbed you are, don't blame it, but this place doesn't seem to belong to you."

"It wasn't before, now it is."

Jian squinted his eyes all day, keeping his eyes on the opponent. These words made him a little uncomfortable, and then he said in a deep voice: "You are wearing black robes and come from the north, sneaking into this place, disturbing my cleansing, and making unsatisfactory words. , Did you not put me in your eyes?"

"This fellow Taoist, we are a disciple of the Northern Sky Demon Race, passing by here, there are important things to be done, please let us have a way." The black robe man said.

"Haha...Sky Demon Race?" Jian laughed one day: "Do you think that taking out the Sky Demon Race can scare me? Don't say it's you, even if your Tianjiao worships Jiu face to face and speaks harshly to me, I also cut him with one sword."

"Oh, yes, Bai Jiu has already died in the realm of Tianjiao, it's not worth mentioning."

Jian shook his head one day, quite disdainful.

The headed black-robed man frowned, knowing that the other party was good, but didn't want to entangle him, "You said that, don't you know who you are?"

He is ready.

As long as you know who the other party is, you must have a good talk. If you can go, go quickly. You don’t want to cause more trouble. As for killing the other party, from the pervasive aura on his body, it doesn’t seem to be easy to deal with, and there is no need to spend time. Wasted here.

"Huh!" Jian Tian said proudly: "Anyone who is so unnamed is worthy of knowing my name?"

Made!

The headed black-robed man was burning with anger in his heart, and the pretending guy, if he didn't want to have more troubles, how could he give the other party a chance to be rampant.

"Your Excellency, I'm so good to talk to you, you don't know what is good or bad."

The black-robed man was furious, his voice was very gloomy, revealing bursts of chill, and he had already been murderous towards the sword one day.

"I'm so courageous, some unknown people dare to be angry with my sword one day." Jian yelled angrily one day, and his style was extremely high, even if he had been suppressed twice by Lin Fan.

But after his adjustment.

The mentality has returned to the height it once was.

Even the conviction in his heart is even more difficult for him to match.

"Trouble, kill him."

The black-robed man screamed angrily, gave an order, and acted directly.

The corner of his mouth rose one day, with a smile indifferent. In front of the sword, he held the hilt with his right hand. Suddenly, his aura changed, and his aura was unbelievable.

He didn't see any movement.

Focusing only on himself, a circular storm spread out, sweeping in all directions, shaking down countless leaves.

sky.

The group of people in black robes kept leaping forward, and a crisp voice sounded, and the bodies of the group of people in black robes slapped and cracked. Flesh, blood, and organs fell from the air.

Click.

quietly.

"I can't help myself."

Jian was very indifferent one day.

This group of people in black robes didn't understand until they died, what happened just now, why their bodies would split, and they didn't even see the afterimages.

Jian one day is very satisfied with the situation at this time.

This is the result of his hard work.

It's really amazing.

But he deeply understands that his own shortcomings still have a lot of room for improvement.

"These guys don't look like the Sky Demon Race."

The sword came to the corpse one day, and the scabbard opened the opponent's clothes, and found that some strange patterns were imprinted on these corpses.

"A group of rat generations, even stealing the name of the sky demon clan."

Jian was quite disdainful of these people all day long.

I don't have much ability.

Just knowing that these rats can die under his sword, and it is their glory, but the sword that has dirty my sword for a day.

Looking down at the sword.

frown.

Without even thinking about it, with a click, the stone sword shattered, and then he grabbed the stone on the side and saw the stone split, finally forming a brand new stone sword.

"It's clean now."

Turned to leave, walked very coolly, drifting away, leaving a corpse on the ground. Not long after, a group of small beasts came smelling the smell of blood, saw a group of flesh and blood, their eyes glowed, howling, and swarming. , And start enjoying a beautiful day of waiting for the meat.

one year later!

Tang Feihong and other elders gathered together to discuss matters.

"In the recent period, the witch sect has appeared. It must be a force created by the remnants of the witch gods. There is no fixed location, but it has spread everywhere, mainly among the people. It has a high reputation and has to be paid attention to." The Lord's expression was solemn, and the prosperity of the Witch God Clan hundreds of years ago did not attract their attention.

Only when it was completely out of control did I know how dangerous it is to raise a tiger.

Tang Feihong said: "It's still the old way. The Witch God Clan has a way to save the dead, heal the wounded, and bring them back to life. For ordinary people, that is a great kindness. Who can resist?"

"Then what to do?" Chen Xiang asked, "In the era of the Witch Protoss Clan, apart from Senior Sister, there were other forces participating. Can't you just leave it alone?"

Tang Feihong said: "It used to be the Witch God Clan that touched their foundation and was willing to take action. Now the appearance of the Witch God Clan has not threatened them, I am afraid they are all watching."

The Holy Master said: "Recently, I asked the disciples to take a look around. Other places can be left alone for the time being, but this kind of thing must not happen in the towns within the scope of the sacred land."

"I'll leave this to you."

The Holy Lord looked at Chen Xiang, nodded, and had great expectations of him.

Chen Xiang pointed to his face, "Me?"

"Yes, it's you."

"Brother Saint Lord, I suggest that such trivial matters should be handed over to Yi Yun. He has nothing to do all day and should be busy with him." Chen Xiang directly pushed the matter to Yi Yun.

He didn't bother to manage such thankless little things.

Yi Yun said, "No, I'm very busy now, and I need to be responsible for many things. Some time ago, Chen Yuan encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and asked me to help him protect the law. He needs a long retreat and nothing to manage."

The Holy Master said: "Junior Brother Chen, leave this to you, don't refuse."

Chen Xiang helpless...

There is something wrong.

You Zifeng!

Lin Fan pushed out the door, breathing in the fresh air. After a year of retreat, he finally practiced the Fatian one-style practice to be transparent. It took too long, but the harvest was great.

Even, obviously, he felt as if he had a strong reaction to a certain place.

It's just that there is always a barrier blocking it.

If you guessed it correctly.

It should be Tianjiao domain.

If you want to know the specific situation, it seems that you can only practice the first method of Fatian to completion.

His current combat power is extremely strong, which has exceeded his original realm too much.

If you want to say what the Wizards look like.

It must be his type.

"It took a long time to practice this time."

The little old man has no idea about Lin Fan's strength ~www.readwn.com~. It is too strong and terrible. I don't know how far he will grow in the end, but he can't imagine it anyway.

Lin Fan said, "Cultivating Tianzun's unique skills is a bit troublesome, and it takes a long time."

It's very casual.

The listener was speechless.

The little old man rolled his eyes, knowing that this kid was going to be forced.

It is very difficult for others to want Tianzun's unique learning, but this kid is very simple, really has nothing to say. Before thinking that he didn't become Lin Fan's protector, he was also invading the Divine Martial Realm and experienced countless dangerous places, let alone Tianzun's unique learning. , I haven't seen even the more powerful ones.

"improvement?"

"No progress, do you think I will come out?"

Lin Fan replied indifferently.

The little old man wanted to draw his face angrily, so he really shouldn't ask or mention it.