The strongest shuttle system

Chapter 60 The same style of Jiuyang magic?

the other side.

Lin Fan got up and followed after seeing Zhang Wuji chasing Wei Yixiao.

After entering the woods, he followed Zhang Wuji from a distance.

Looking forward, he saw Zhang Wuji galloping through the woods with extremely fast footsteps.

Although Zhang Wuji had never learned any clever light work, the inner strength of Jiuyang was no trivial matter. When running like this, when it comes to speed, it is rare in the arena.

Going forward, there was a blue-gray figure. Although he was carrying a person, his speed was only faster than Zhang Wuji's.

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and said to himself, "Wei Yixiao made a mistake in his practice back then. He was poisoned with cold poison, and he was only able to exert five or six out of ten of his skills. Otherwise, his speed would be a little faster."

Lin Fan followed from a distance, very relaxed.

But he saw Wei Yixiao's figure flickered from left to right, up and down, and swept five or six feet. Although there were thorns all over and trees covered it, it didn't affect Wei Yixiao.

On the other hand, Zhang Wuji chased in a straight line. Unless he encountered obstacles such as trees, he would never turn around.

That is the magic of Jiuyang Divine Art to protect the body, otherwise, Zhang Wuji would have been injured outside the skin long ago.

Zhang Wuji chased him all the way, but he couldn't catch up with Wei Yixiao. Thinking that Wei Yixiao sucked human blood, he became more and more anxious.

While chasing, he shouted: "Wei Yixiao, hurry up and release the spider."

"Hahaha, little baby, you have extraordinary internal strength, but unfortunately you haven't learned Qinggong. If you want to catch up with the old bat, go home and practice for a few more years!"

Wei Yi laughed and laughed, and then he let out a long whistle, his figure quickened, and Zhang Wuji was thrown far away in an instant.

Zhang Wuji's heart was very anxious, the Jiuyang Divine Art was in full swing, and the heat wave was rolling all over his body.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up with Wei Yixiao.

Lin Fan shook his head when he saw this.

It seems that Zhang Wuji needs some help.

Let Zhang Wuji owe him a favor, and in the future, he will be able to subdue the other party.

Think of this.

Lin Fan lightly tapped his feet, and instantly swept forward several dozen meters. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji was taken aback when he saw Lin Fan's sudden appearance: "You"

Lin Fan smiled and said, "You can't catch up with Wei Yixiao like this."

After all, he brought up Zhang Wuji.

The figure swept forward in an instant, and the speed was extremely fast.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji was shocked.

Because, he actually felt the inner power of the Nine Yang Divine Art from Lin Fan's body.

Zhang Wuji's mind was a little confused for a while, and he couldn't figure it out, besides himself, there are still people in this world who can master Jiuyang Divine Art?

You must know that this Jiuyang Divine Art was only fortunately obtained by coincidence.

Could it be that the other party also went to the bottom of the cliff and found the Jiuyang scripture that he buried?

When Zhang Wuji was thinking wildly, Lin Fan was carrying him and exerting all his strength on the snow without a trace, and the speed was truly terrifying.

After a few breaths, he had already caught up with Wei Yixiao.

Wei Yixiao felt something, turned his head to look, and was scared to death.

He considers himself the best in the world, but someone has easily caught up with him.

Are you kidding me?

At this moment, Wei Yixiao's figure suddenly stagnated and fell straight down.

With a bang, he fell to the ground, his body curled up into a ball, his face was pale, and he was shivering, but it was the cold poison in his body.
And the spider was also thrown aside.

"Spider!"

Zhang Wuji felt anxious when he saw this.

Lin Fan put it down, Zhang Wuji hurriedly ran to Shu'er's side, and he was relieved to see that Shu'er had just passed out.

"This boy."

Zhang Wuji looked at Lin Fan with a look of gratitude on his face: "Thank you for your help, I'm so grateful to Zeng Aniu."

Lin Fan smiled when he heard the words: "You're welcome, you and I have some origins, so it's also right to help you."

Lin Fan obtained the scriptures buried by Zhang Wuji, which was regarded as a commitment to Zhang Wuji's love.

Therefore, Zhang Wuji is also very fond of him.

Moreover, for the mission of the system, Zhang Wuji was so busy that he also wanted to help.

"I don't know your son's name?"

Zhang Wuji couldn't help but admire Lin Fan when he saw that Lin Fan was about the same age as him, but his martial arts were so powerful.

"Lin Fan." Lin Fan smiled.

"It turned out to be Young Master Lin."

Zhang Wuji asked curiously, "I don't know what the origin of what Young Master Lin said is?"

He has many questions in his mind.

But he and Lin Fansu didn't know each other, so it's not easy to ask each other rashly.

Lin Fan smiled and was about to speak, but suddenly his heart froze. He stepped a little, and instantly moved a few meters away from the side.

And at this moment, a big cloth bag fell from the sky,

Zhang Wuji was put into it at once.

If it wasn't for Lin Fan's feeling, he would probably fall into this bag too.

Qiankun air bag!

The cloth bag monk, can't say!

This cloth bag monk is a good friend with Wei Yixiao, the blue-winged bat king who is one of the four major guardians of the Ming Cult.

He is good at using a cloth bag to pack enemies into it unexpectedly, and has captured many masters with this technique.

This thought flashed through Lin Fan's mind, and he saw a big monk, stretched out his hand to tie the cloth bag tightly, and hurriedly ran away.

Lin Fan sighed inwardly, "This is also a chance for Zhang Wuji."

That Qiankun air bag is made of special material, which is invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns.

In the original work, Zhang Wuji used this air bag to get through the porch all over his body, thus greatly increasing his skill.

This is also his chance.

Lin Fan glanced at Wei Yixiao, who was curled up in a ball, almost freezing, and sighed: "Wei Yixiao, they all said that you Mingjiao is loyal, but now it seems that you Mingjiao are not good either, the Wusan people can't tell, seeing you lying down Here, let's not say reach out to help. Instead, run away."

Wei Yixiao also cursed in his heart, "I can't say it", this bastard is not loyal.

When he recovered, he had to suck a few mouthfuls of blood.

It's a pity that at this time, his cold poison broke out, and the blood in his whole body was almost stagnant, let alone recovering.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Wei Yixiao, this little girl you caught is the granddaughter of the White-browed Eagle King. You can decide whether to suck her blood or not."

After saying this, Lin Fan pointed at Wei Yixiao.

Immediately, a fiery Jiuyang internal force penetrated into Wei Yixiao's body.

Then Lin Fan pointed his toes and chased after the cloth bag monk.

Lin Fan wanted to subdue Mingjiao.

As one of the Four Great Dharma Kings, Wei Yixiao could be said to be the best in the martial arts, so Lin Fan naturally wouldn't let him die like this.

So he hit a yang finger force to protect his heart.

Of course, Lin Fan did not take action to remove the cold poison from his body.

When he sits on the position of the leader of the Ming sect, it will not be too late to make a move.

And with this one yang finger force, Wei Yixiao can restore his mobility in less than a stick of incense.

Wei Yi smiled and froze, and his eyes on Lin Fan suddenly changed.

Who is the other party?
Why do you know so much, and why do you want to save yourself?

(End of this chapter)