Wu Lin Jiu Tian

The wretched little fat man in front of him gave Song Fan an unfathomable feeling, unfathomable, just like the feeling when he first met Mr. Qin, but the degree of danger was not as dangerous as Mr. Qin.

While asking the question, Song Fan became more vigilant, and quietly hid the gold-patterned dagger in his sleeve.

Facing Song Fan's question, the wretched little fat man didn't answer directly, but squinted his eyes slightly, sized up Song Fan, shook his head, and said, "They say you are a talisman master, but when I saw you I know, you are not a talisman master at all."

Hearing this, Song Fan frowned, opened his mouth, and was about to say something when the wretched little fat man waved his hand and said indifferently, "Because, I am a talisman master."

"A Talisman?"

Hearing this word, Song Fan's heart skipped a beat, his pupils shrank slightly as he looked at the wretched little fat man, and his face became gloomy.

Talisman?This wretched little fat man is actually a talisman master?It is extremely difficult to become a talisman master, so the average talisman master is not young, but the wretched little fat man in front of him is obviously young, it seems that this wretched little fat man is not easy.

The corners of Song Fan's eyes twitched slightly, and he said slowly, "Are you sent by the Wu family to come after me?"

"Assignment?"

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the wretched little fat man's mouth, "It doesn't count."

Seeing Song Fan looking at him in puzzlement, the wretched little fat man showed a strange look on his face, and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm just curious, who is so courageous that he dares to kill even the young suzerain of the Wu clan? assign..."

The wretched little fat man shook his head, "Although the Wu clan is very powerful, they can't assign me anything.

Faintly, there was a little pride in the wretched little fat man's tone.

"I have some connections with the Wu clan. If you kill their young master, if I see you, if you don't do anything and just turn around and leave, it won't make sense. How about this, you take three tricks from me, no matter what the result is, I won't pester you any more."

"Although I'm just a one-star talisman master, just stepped into the hall of talisman masters, three moves are enough to kill you, you have to be careful."

The wretched little fat man pondered for a while, then suddenly said something like this.

As soon as the words fell, the wretched little fat man flicked his sleeve robe, and a mass of black things came overwhelmingly, with an extremely terrifying momentum. In the blink of an eye, this mass of black things came in front of Song Fan.

Song Fan, who was already heaving a sigh of relief, had a bad premonition in his heart the moment the wretched little fat man started. After seeing the dark thing, he gasped even more.

It was actually a terrifying thunderbolt, sweeping over the sky and covering the earth, if it just hit him like this, he would probably turn into a piece of coke.

Fortunately, after seeing the true appearance of the dark thing, Song Fan immediately made a movement, quickly tapped the ground with his toes, and retreated back.

With a bang, lightning struck the ground in front of Song Fan.Under this bombardment, a large black hole appeared out of nowhere on the originally flat ground. The violent bombardment oscillated waves of scorching air, nearly sending Song Fan flying.

Looking at the shocking scene in front of him, Song Fan swallowed hard. He didn't see the wretched little fat man using the magic talisman just now, so he used such a method casually.

The supernatural power of the talisman master is so great that it is hard to fathom!

"Second move."

Looking at the horrified Song Fan, the wretched little fat man's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't care, he took out a fiery red magic talisman and muttered something in his mouth.

A moment later, the fiery red talisman turned into a beam of red light and blasted towards Song Fan.

"Fire Talisman!"

Song Fan was very familiar with this fiery red talisman, and it was very similar to the aura of the fire talisman that Elder Qin gave him.

Following the drawing of a gourd, Song Fan took out a fire talisman, read a few words in a low voice, and a stream of fiery red light rushed out of his hand, meeting the red light blasting towards him.

"Boom!" The fiery red streamer collided with the terrifying red light, followed by a violent noise. After a while, both of them disappeared into nothingness, only a wave of hot air oscillated in place.

"You also have a fire talisman." The wretched little fat man wasn't surprised, he just said something lightly, presumably he had heard about Song Fan's possession of a talisman.

"The third trick!"

The first two moves did not make any merit, and his face did not change at all, the wretched little fat man said softly.

With the previous two experiences, Song Fan naturally didn't dare to be careless, and looked at the wretched little fat man with a serious expression, waiting for him to make a move.

The wretched little fat man has been listed as a dangerous person by Song Fan.

However, the development of things was somewhat beyond Song Fan's expectations.

Different from the previous two times, after the wretched little fat man called out the "third move", he didn't make any movements, he just stood there quietly, looking at Song Fan with piercing eyes.

This made Song Fan feel a little puzzled.

"Buzz!"

Song Fan was puzzled in his heart, suddenly, he felt a trance, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the sky and the earth were spinning in front of his eyes.

He nearly passed out.

"This is……"

The world was spinning, his head was dizzy, and Song Fan suddenly felt powerless.

At this moment, Song Fan's consciousness was completely blurred, and his spirit seemed to be about to collapse. He felt tired from the bottom of his heart and couldn't lift his spirits.

This kind of fatigue is not only physical fatigue, but also mental fatigue, which is more hopeless than physical fatigue.

"mental strength!"

Vaguely, a noun flashed in Song Fan's heart.

This kind of power should be spiritual power, the kind of magical power unique to talisman masters!

He had only heard that spiritual power was needed to refine the talisman before, but he never thought that spiritual power could play such a big role in battle.

No wonder no one wants to provoke the talisman master.

"what!"

Song Fan bit the tip of his tongue hard and struggled with all his strength not to let himself fall down.

Gradually, his consciousness became clearer, his sanity recovered, and everything in front of him returned to normal.

The wretched little fat man was still standing in the distance, looking at Song Fan quietly, as if it was the same as before, but his face was extremely pale, and his forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat. He obviously used his spiritual power to launch such an attack. It's not easy to say.

"Just becoming a one-star talisman master, it's really not easy to use mental power to attack forcibly. However, it's beyond my expectation that you woke up so quickly."

The wretched little fat man smiled weakly and shook his head.

Looking at the wretched little fat man not far away, Song Fan took a few breaths, and gripped the golden dagger in his sleeve even tighter.

Now, although his mind has regained his clarity, his whole body's strength seems to have been exhausted, and his spirit is extremely tired, making it difficult to even move.If the wretched little fat man attacked him at this time, he would have no resistance at all.