Wu Lin Jiu Tian

"gone!"

"Let's go!"

"This Yan Lei is narrow-minded, and he will probably be in some trouble in the future!"

Watching Yan Lei and his group leave Youyu Tower, Song Fan's face changed for a while, and then gradually calmed down.

"Master Song Fan, you now..." Xiao Moyu covered her small mouth with her hands, her face full of surprise.

Song Fan smiled slightly and said, "What? Am I not good now?"

Xiao Mo even said no, now that Song Fan has got rid of the title of waste, he doesn't have to be looked down upon all day long, so he is much better than before.

It's just that she was a little strange, Song Fan was not born with enough natural resources, and couldn't make any achievements in martial arts training, so why did he suddenly change?

Xiaomo clearly remembered that Lin Qianqian once said that the lack of natural resources is almost destined to make no achievements in martial arts. This situation is one in a thousand and it is difficult to change.

"Master Song Fan, you have to be more careful about that Yan Lei in the future." Xiao Mo reminded.

Song Fan blinked his eyes a few times, nodded and said, "I will pay attention to this person."

The gun is easy to hide, and the dark arrow is hard to prevent.

Yan Lei is narrow-minded and a villain, and villains are often the most difficult to guard against. Song Fan still understands this truth.

Song Fan chatted with Xiao Mo for a while, then left Youyu Building and returned to Song's house.

The Youyu Building has stood in Donglin County for a long time, and it is known as the No. 1 building in Donglin County. There must be extraordinary forces behind it.

Today's matter, even if Song Fan didn't intervene, Yan Lei and others would not be able to see Lin Qianqian, but when he saw Xiao Mo was in trouble, he stepped forward without thinking twice and rescued Xiao Mo.

I have nothing for a few days.

In the past few days, Song Fan has been staying in his courtyard, practicing martial arts and exercising his body.

During this period, only Song Cheng came once. He heard that Song Fan came out from the mountain behind the Song family and came to congratulate him.After seeing Song Fan's current cultivation, Song Cheng was surprised and happy for him at the same time.

Song Fan vaguely felt that in the entire Song family, only his cousin Song Cheng had a better relationship with him, and the others were not worth dating at all.He couldn't help but think of Zi Ling's young tiger friend, Shi Shi, in the mountains behind the Song family.

Compared with the members of the Song family, Song Fan prefers Ziling Young Tiger. He is sincere, kind, and does not have too much scheming. He is a friend worth making friends with.

He missed Ziling Young Tiger very much in his heart, and planned to take time to go back to the back mountain of the Song family to see Shi Shi.

On this day, Song Fan was suddenly blocked by someone on his way to the Song Family Martial Arts Field.

The person who came was a young man with a slender figure and an incomparably noble temperament dressed in a golden robe.At this moment, he blocked Song Fan's way forward, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Song Fan coldly.

Song Zixi!

Seeing the person's appearance clearly, Song Fan's heart was shocked, and he took a few steps back involuntarily.

Song Zixi is a martial arts genius who is as famous as Song Cheng, and his cultivation level is unmatched among the younger generations of the Song family.If nothing unexpected happens, the future head of the Song family will be born between Song Zixi and Song Cheng.

What worries Song Fan is that Song Zixi has another identity, Song Zhen's half-brother, and the relationship between the two seems to be very good.

"Could it be that Song Zixi knew that I killed Song Zhen?" Song Fan's heart skipped a beat.

In the past, Song Fan was a good-for-nothing young master, and Song Zixi was the proud son of heaven. The two rarely met each other. How could Song Zixi suddenly find him?

"No, if Song Zixi knew that I killed Song Zhen, he would definitely not look at him like this, and I'm afraid he would do it right away."

Song Fan thought about it carefully and calmed down. He guessed that Song Zixi probably didn't know that he killed Song Zhen.

"Song Fan, I heard that you were exiled to the back mountain of the Song family, where you practiced for more than a month, and your cultivation level improved greatly. I don't know if it's true or not?"

Song Zixi asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Song Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Song Zixi really didn't know about Song Zhen's death, otherwise, how could he talk to himself like this.

Before Song Fan could answer, Song Zixi said again: "How about we compete?"

"Competition?" Song Zhen was shocked. Did Song Zixi come to compete with him?

"It's just a discussion, let's go to the end." Song Zixi waved his hand, giving Song Fan no room to refuse.

Song Fan raised his eyebrows, and stopped objecting. If he was the former self, Song Zixi could subdue him with one hand. Now, the situation may be different.

On the other hand, Song Fan also wanted to know, how strong is this proud son of the Song family?

Seeing that Song Fan agreed to exchange ideas, Song Zixi nodded lightly, and said calmly, "This punch I made is a low-level martial art, Youyun Fist!"

After the words were finished, Song Zixi rushed out, and the next moment, his figure swayed slightly, and he punched Song Fan's face right at Song Fan's close distance.

From Song Zixi's punching to Song Fan's face, it only took a blink of an eye, faster than lightning.

The next best martial arts, Youyun Fist!

The fierce punch hit the face, and Song Fan's heart trembled.

Song Fan's complexion suddenly changed, and his palms changed rapidly, turning into a pair of sharp tiger claws, and he hit the upstream cloud fist with all his strength.

As soon as Song Zixi made a move, he used inferior martial arts, which really scared Song Fan.The Tiger Will Fist he practiced is only the most basic martial arts, it is absolutely impossible to resist You Yun Fist.

Although Song Fan couldn't tell what level of martial arts it was, just looking at the power of the Tiger Strike Style, it was not much worse than Youyun Fist.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"...

The continuous tiger roar rushed into Song Zixi's mind, trying to disturb his mind.

Song Zixi was not Song Zhen, his eyes blurred for a moment, and then became clear in an instant. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he punched Song Fan's claws with his fists without hesitation.

With a bang, Song Zixi's fist was caught by Song Fan's claws and he couldn't move.

"Huh?" Song Zixi let out a slight gasp, his brows slightly frowned, his arms shook abruptly, and he struggled with all his might, a force surged out, and he heard crisp, crackling sounds, continuous.

Song Fan was pushed back by this forceful shock, and he took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his figure. His palms were bloody and the pain was unbearable, and a trace of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

With one move, the judge will be judged!

Song Zixi's reputation as a genius is not groundless. With a random punch, he oppressed Song Fan to such an embarrassing condition. The strength gap between the two can be imagined.

"This Song Zixi is at least a powerhouse at the seventh or even eighth level of strength training. The current me is absolutely no match."

Song Fan was shocked and thought to himself.

Although he was a little disappointed with the result of the fight, he was not discouraged. Song Zixi had cultivated for more than ten years to achieve such a cultivation level, and it took him just over a month to get the green copper fragment, and he was promoted from the second level of training to the training of strength. Fivefold.

Song Fan believed that in time, he would be able to surpass Song Zixi.