Urban divine farmer medical immortal

In the incredible eyes of the people, Sunan came to the front.

Next to him, Wen Biyun turned pale, instinctively took Sunan's hand and said in a low voice: "don't go, this is not the time to be a hero."

She just knew that Sunan was a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and she knew how to fight some little gangsters. Although she was good at it, it was far from Mr. Feng.

She planned to persuade Sunan, but Sunan had already got rid of her hand and was walking in the middle of the hall.

The guests around also stepped back to make room for them.

Wen Biyun stamped her feet angrily. What can Sunan do at this time? There is no need to fight among the gangsters. It's fatal. With Mr. Feng's strength, Sunan will not fall apart?

"Sunan, what are you doing? Come back quickly!" Wen Biyun cried desperately.

"Sunan said:" since people have been named to find me, how can I escape

"You... Why are you so disobedient? It's too late for you to come back now. Mr. Feng has a lot of money and won't bother you." Wen Biyun's painstaking advice.

He knew that when Sunan went up, it was a lot of bad luck.

"Nothing. I'm not afraid of him." Sunan looks back and smiles at Wen Biyun.

Looking at Sunan, Yi Yinhua laughs: "Sunan, you can rest assured. After you are killed by Mr. Feng, I will take good care of Biyun for you."

Sunan looked at him in disgust and said in a cold voice: "it seems that I'm too kind. I shouldn't let you go so easily just now."

"Hum, what are you? You deserve to say such a big thing. If you didn't have Zhang's support, it would be as easy for me to kill you as to crush an ant." Yi Yinhua's disdainful way.

Other guests shook their heads one after another, secretly saying that Sunan's brain must be missing a tendon, which clearly means that they are going to die and have to rush forward.

"Sunan, have you thought about it?" Feng qiansong's indifferent way.

Sunan smile, plain way: "this should be I ask you just right, if you really want to help Tang Tianlei tyranny, it is very likely that tonight can not walk out of this gate."

Feng qiansong was stunned at the scene. He didn't expect that Sunan was still talking big when he was dying.

At this time, Southern Jiangsu said: "your strength is good, and you can be regarded as an expert in Jiangnan Province, but do you think you can walk horizontally in Jiangnan province when you reach the dark strength?"

Sunan put forward a pair of senior tone, let Feng qiansong's eyes suddenly become haze.

Regardless of Feng qiansong's haze expression, Sunan continued: "since I came to Jiangnan Province, I have rarely done anything. It seems that many people think that Sunan is a soft persimmon. Today, I just take you as Liwei. I hope you don't let me down."

Hearing Sunan's words, Zhang Bancheng stood up directly from the chair.

"Ha ha, younger martial brother said it well. You must teach Mr. Feng a good lesson and let him know that our pulse is not easy to provoke."

Feng qiansong has long been infuriated by Sunan's words. When he heard Zhang Bancheng's words, his eyes became colder and colder: "smelly boy, he has such a big voice that even your elders dare not speak to me in such a tone."

Feng qiansong said to himself, and then his voice became louder: "today, I will teach you a lesson for your elders."

"You don't deserve it!" South Jiangsu hums coldly.

"Hum, you are too arrogant. I'll let you know how to respect your predecessors."

With that, he stomped his feet, and his body immediately exploded. His feet were like a strong spring, and his whole body was like a swift cheetah, rushing towards Sunan. He clenched his hands and hit back and forth. There was a roaring sound in the air.

Every time we exchanged fists, the hall was like shooting guns, which shocked everyone's ears.

It seems that the speed of the fist has really reached the peak of the dark strength. It's only one step short of turning the strength. At that time, it will be able to put the dark strength out. Sunan is not moved and stands in the same place to give a guiding tone.

"Boy, I have some insight." Feng qiansong sneered.

Only, Sunan's face is always that calm appearance, slowly way: "it's a pity, if you are a master of Huajin, maybe you can talk to me like this, now you don't deserve it."

"What did you say?"

Feng qiansong's face is a condensation, listen to the tone of Sunan, isn't this guy a master of Huajin?

It's impossible. He's only in his early twenties. How can he reach the level of Huajin? There are only a few Huajin masters in China. He's absolutely impossible.

"Forget it, if you don't believe it, I'll let you see the means of the Huajin master!" Sunan's one hand wave, his hand in the air condensed into a palm, he gently pulled, the whole person's breath changed, just like a sword.

"Grandfather, what do they mean by" dark strength "and" Hua strength " Zhang long felt that he could not understand a word of the dialogue they had only seen.

Zhang Bancheng shook his head with a look of horror. He exclaimed: "I thought your martial uncle was just good at medicine, but I didn't expect that he was even better at martial arts. No wonder master will be passed on to his younger martial brother as the leader. No wonder!"

As soon as I thought that I had been in the school for more than ten years, I was still a disciple, but this younger martial brother was in his early twenties, and he had already become a master of Huajin.

It's hard to imagine where the south of Jiangsu will go in the future.

People just think that the flavor of Sunan has changed, but the momentum can't compare with Mr. Feng.

At this time, a group of white awns appeared on the palm of Sunan's hand. The white awn was flashing like a fluorescent lamp. His palm was like a sharp knife, cutting off all the obstacles in front of him.

"Turn strength into a sword!" Sunan vomited softly.

"How could it be?" Feng qiansong's face suddenly changed.

His two fists are very powerful, and the speed is also fast to the extreme. Even if he punches down, even the steel plate will have to be pierced. The strong wind can shock people, but it is cracked by the gentle hand of Sunan.

"I don't believe that you have reached such a level so young." Feng qiansong refused, clenched his fists, and then burst out in the air. A pair of fists, like a shadow, rushed directly to southern Jiangsu.

"I said, you are not my opponent." Sunan shook his head.

Then he pulled his hand in the air, and the white light of his hand was pulled into a long line, like a white pitching, and cut directly at Feng qiansong.

"Is this... Internal strength and external strength?" Mr. Feng was so shocked that he had only one idea to escape.

However, although his speed was fast, it was still slow compared with that of Sunan. He saw this white pitching across his right arm, and suddenly his right arm came out, and the rest of the white pitching was cut on the golden bell beside him#####