Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"That boy is saving the Wang family and his daughter in the conference room in front. Kill him."

Because Zhu Yunliang already knew that Fang Lin did have some abilities, so just in case, he deliberately chose the place where the Wang family and his daughter would be detained in a conference room at the corner far away.

When the younger brothers swarmed toward the conference room, Zhu Yunliang did not pursue them. Instead, he chose the opposite direction and prepared to escape by taking the elevator.

To be able to escape quietly from under the nose of an earth-level warrior, Zhu Yunliang felt that there was only one explanation: Fang Lin was already a heaven-level warrior.

Although it seemed that he had a large number of people here, Zhu Yunliang knew very well that the level of heaven-level warriors was far beyond what these idiots could imagine.

After all, he is also a young master of the Zhu family, and there is endless glory and wealth ahead of him. Zhu Yunliang does not want to die like this.

As for how to explain it to the family? He had already figured out the answer in a single thought, all he had to do was tell the family leader about Fang Lin's abilities.

No one would blame an earth-level warrior for being greedy for life in front of a heaven-level warrior. After all, the difference in strength is equivalent to a stream versus a vast ocean.

Even Zhu Yunliang had already thought about it, as long as he got some injuries on himself. By making the escape more difficult, not to mention that you will not be punished, you can also gain the sympathy of the family and achieve success again. .??.

The shrill screams completely confirmed Zhu Yunliang's guess. Not only did he not dare to continue listening, he even ran away. He didn't even dare to wait for the elevator anymore, but rushed straight into the safety stairs.

"Brother Zhu, right? Be careful when walking up the stairs. Don't fall! It won't look good if your appearance is disfigured."

Just when Zhu Yunliang had just escaped to the first floor and thought everything was fine and finally breathed a sigh of relief, a joking voice came from behind.

This voice was not unfamiliar to Zhu Yunliang. It was Fang Lin's voice that he was currently avoiding, which was more terrifying than ghosts and gods.

In just two minutes,

Although there were screams, there was no fierce battle, not even the sound of a piece of glass shattering.

Zhu Yunliang froze on the spot. He really couldn't imagine that his so-called master Ruyun was so vulnerable to Fang Lin.

A heaven-level warrior is so terrifying. Zhu Yunliang really couldn't imagine what his next fate would be?

"Fang...Fang Lin, you...let me go. What do you want? The Zhu family can afford it."

Although he was an earth-level warrior, Zhu Yunliang had lost his ambition to fight to the death. He turned around tremblingly and said with a pale face.

"Is it really okay to have anything you want?"

Leaning against the wall, Fang Lin asked with interest.

He thought Fang Lin had been persuaded by him. After all, who doesn't love money in this world? No matter how rich you are, you still want to have more.

"That...that's of course. Money and beauties are up to you. You can have as many rare treasures as you want. Unique items in the world are up to you to choose from."

Seeing that Fang Lin had relented, Zhu Yunliang's eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled happily.

"I'm not interested in this. I want your head, is that okay?" Fang Lin said with a hint of joking, his expression unchanged.

"Fang Lin, don't think that I'm afraid of you because you are a heaven-level warrior. If we really want to fight, I, Zhu Yunliang, can't guarantee anything else. It's absolutely fine to bite you."

It was obvious that he had been teased again by Fang Lin. Anger, helplessness, despair, countless emotions lingered in Zhu Yunliang's heart, and all he could do was jump over the wall and roar.

"Then try, as long as you can really bite me

Well, then I'll let you go. "

With Fang Lin's current cultivation level, heaven-level warriors have long ignored him. But he was not in the mood to explain to him, so he just snorted coldly and raised his little finger at Zhu Yunliang disdainfully.

"Okay, you said it yourself."

There is no other way at this time, this is Zhu Yunliang's only chance to survive. But he didn't dare to have any luck or happiness, and instead said with a solemn expression.

While speaking, Zhu Yunliang stopped talking nonsense.

I saw his fists gathered together, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he punched the ground with a fierce punch.

"What are you doing?" Looking at the big hole on the ground, Fang Lin suddenly felt funny and said with a hint of a smile.

"You'll know what the method is in a moment." Zhu Yunliang said with a slight smile on his lips.

As he spoke, Zhu Yunliang repeated his old tricks again, punching the ground one after another. In the blink of an eye, a large ravine more than ten meters wide appeared on the ground.

"Boy, come after me!" Zhu Yunliang raised his lips again and showed a strange smile, provoking.

"You wouldn't want to use this ten-meter-wide ditch to stop a heaven-level warrior, would you? Do you have any misunderstandings about heaven-level warriors?" Fang Lin chuckled.

This time, Zhu Yunliang ignored Fang Lin's ridicule, turned around and fled towards the Buddha Company like lightning.

Of course, Zhu Yunliang also knew that it was impossible to stop Fang Lin, but he had already taken the opportunity to reach the gate at this time, and this was his purpose.

With a vertical movement, Fang Lin flew into the air like a Lingyan and landed steadily outside the office building.

But what surprised him was that Zhu Yunliang had disappeared out of thin air.

I saw Fang Lin pacing back and forth at the gate.

, Zhu Yunliang, who was hiding in the dark, suddenly felt happy.

How could he be stupid enough to confront Fang Lin head-on? Even if he did bite him, he would still be half-dead. Isn't life and death in his hands?

However, Zhu Yunliang has never been able to figure it out. Considering that Fang Lin is at least twenty-three or four years old, how could there be such a young heaven-level warrior in the world?

It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to become a yellow-level warrior. Even for those with extremely high talents, it will take at least three to five years.

Not to mention becoming Xuan-level, Earth-level and Heaven-level, many geniuses may not be able to achieve it in their lifetime. This kid couldn't have started practicing martial arts when he was still a liquid, right?

Just when Zhu Yunliang was feeling shocked, he suddenly felt a soft wind blowing on his face.

I screamed something bad in my heart, and quickly punched him backwards.

Zhu Yunliang's speed was so fast that most people couldn't even see his shadow, but he already regretted it as soon as he made the move.

Sure enough, his arm suddenly completely lost control. No, to be specific, it should be that the whole person has completely lost control.

He felt like cotton wool moving in the wind. Before Zhu Yunliang could recover, he had already been hit to the ground with his arms.

"Ah...poof..."

It seemed that all his internal organs had been shaken, and Zhu Yunliang felt that his brain was about to be knocked out.

After a scream, he couldn't help but spurt out four or five mouthfuls of blood in succession, and his eyes were filled with stars.

When Zhu Yunliang understood what life's unbearable pain meant, Fang Lin actually showed mercy.

If he hadn't gathered up some strength in the end, this guy would have died long ago without knowing how.

"Brother Zhu is really versatile in Japanese ninjutsu!" Fang Lin snorted from his nostrils.