Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

In this punch, the old man only used less than 30% of his strength.

Firstly, he wanted to test Fang Lin's abilities a little, and secondly, he really didn't want to kill him. After all, not everyone in this world can become the apprentice of an earth-level warrior. The young man in front of him is indeed a rare and good talent.

A rare earth-level warrior took action, and instantly everyone's eyes were focused on him. They didn't even dare to blink for fear of missing some wonderful moment.

But the only thing that is the same is that everyone has the same idea in their hearts at the same time, that is, this kid is dead.

"Dong..."

A loud bang that shook the eardrums exploded in everyone's ears, and countless stones scattered around like bullets. Everyone had to retreat quickly, but in the end, several people were accidentally injured.

Fortunately, the old man did not kill him, so even if he was hit, he would only be bleeding, but his life would not be in danger.

What surprised the old man was that the sound that should have screamed under his fist did not sound.

After being stunned for a moment, the old man quickly took a closer look. Where was the hole as big as a basin, where was Fang Lin's shadow?

"Boy, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, you have some small skills!"

Not only was he not angry, but a satisfied smile flashed across the corner of the old man's lips.

Sure enough, I was right. This boy did have some abilities. He was a good young man, capable of inheriting his own mantle.

"Well, it's not bad. However, your level is a bit unsatisfactory."

They are enemies anyway, and there must be a fight to the death today. Fang Lin naturally doesn't mind directly pissing the opponent off, which saves trouble. Therefore, he sneered slightly disdainfully.

"Boy, you don't know that the sky is high. In this punch just now, I only used less than 30% of the force. You can imagine that if I had added about 20% of the strength, you would have already been

Death without a burial place. "

Although he was indeed somewhat dissatisfied with Fang Lin's arrogance, it did not affect the old man's desire to accept him as his disciple, so his tone was slightly arrogant, but much calmer.

"Really? Then you also have a taste of my fist."

No one was gathering around anymore, and Fang Lin's goal had been completely achieved, so he didn't intend to waste time with them anymore, and a faint sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Lin immediately activated the golden elixir in his body. After gathering his vitality, he instantly dodged and struck the old man with his fist.

"You're welcome. Master will teach you the first lesson, which is how to respect your teacher."

The old man still didn't take it seriously. His body sank slightly, and he punched 70% of his strength directly in the face.

Just when the old man thought he was sure of victory, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat because a strong sense of oppression had completely forced his strength back.

By the time the old man realized that he had underestimated the enemy, it was already too late. The force like the weight of Mount Tai had completely surrounded and crushed him.

Just like a child sparring with a full-strength blow from his adult self, the old man felt that his fist was completely weak.

The screams echoed in the valley for a long time. In the blink of an eye, the old man had received a heavy blow from Fang Lin, and he had completely lost consciousness before he had time to regret.

If Fang Lin wanted to kill this old man at this time, it would be a piece of cake. However, he did not do so because this guy must have a certain status in the Zhu family and is currently the closest to the core of the Zhu family.

Big shot.

"this……"

"Killing an early earth-level warrior with one strike? This...how is this possible?"

"Did this kid not lie? Is he really a heaven-level warrior?"

"Is there such a young heaven-level warrior in the world? It's unlikely, right?"

Witnessing the death of their boss in front of them, the Zhu family, who were outnumbered, not only did not step forward to seek revenge, but most of them were frightened by Fang Lin and kept retreating.

While most people were still in a state of confusion, some people had even begun to run away, rolling and crawling only to regret that their parents had given them fewer legs.

"Damn, this is our own territory, so many of us are afraid of him? Some of them will fight against me, and the rest will shoot."

Of course, there are also warriors. When he came to his senses, someone gave a command, and in an instant, more than ten people roared and raised their fists and rushed towards Fang Lin.

"boom……"

Countless gunshots also sounded in the panic, but Fang Lin still completely turned a blind eye. With his ghost-like movement, just like the sickle cutting leeks, he beat everyone in the blink of an eye until they screamed.

In fact, Fang Lin didn't even think about dodging, because the body-protecting Qi was not a decoration.

"Hey, old man, stop pretending. I know best the force I used. I know you are awake now."

Almost three minutes later, Fang Lin had basically figured out these little guys. After a simple exercise and breath adjustment, he walked slowly towards the old man and spoke in a gentle tone as if he were meeting an old friend.

"Boy, don't be arrogant. Even if you are truly a heaven-level warrior, the Zhu family is not something you can afford to offend."

Seeing that he had been discovered, the old man no longer pretended to be dead and sat up directly.

His face was extremely gloomy.

Although he was indeed not dead, the old man's body was in intense pain like a burning fire. But compared to this, the fullness of fear occupies a more dominant position.

When Xu Ran takes action, he can also grasp the proportion so perfectly and analyze the opponent's ability to withstand it. The old man really couldn't figure out how Fang Lin did it? At least in his world, such a perverted person simply cannot and should not exist.

Compared with Fang Lin's terrifying skills, this didn't seem to be important, but the old man felt that this was even more terrifying, because this was simply not what human beings should have.

What frightened him was not difficult for Fang Lin. It was just clairvoyance and superb medicine.

"How will you know if you can afford it if you don't try?

But Zhu Chuan really has no sense of morality at all, and he hasn't come to rescue for so long. "Fang Lin said very calmly.

"Haha... Are you worthy of meeting our second young master? Is your kid also worthy? However, maybe in a few tens or hundreds of years, you will really be able to see him, but by then it will be another world."

Suddenly, the old man looked like he was going crazy and laughed loudly.

There was no trace of panic or loss on his face, but a sense of satisfaction. Fang Lin already felt that something was not good, so he quickly used hypnosis to control him without even bothering to ask him.

"Where is Zhu Chuan?" Fang Lin's face darkened and he said coldly.

"gone."

"Gone? Where did you go?"

"Thirteen Mountains are directly connected to the Zhu family. The moment the rat demon was captured, he was already gone."

"Then what's your next plan? Why do you seem to be sure of victory?" Fang Lin asked seriously and eagerly.