Gao Wu: Start with red blood and become a gourmet

"So what else can you do? Yes? Who are you, boy. Fan

Jiutian said provocatively, and nine throwing knives attacked Lin Tian together.

It's so fast that it's almost indistinguishable to the naked eye!

"Can you still cut off my connection with these Immortal Slashing Flying Knives?!"

Not to mention Lin Tian

, even if the human plane awakens the most outstanding and strongest spiritual talent martial artist today, it

is impossible to cut off the spiritual power link between him and the nine throwing knives.

If the spiritual power used to link the two is a

filament

that breaks when it is pulled off, then the result of his countless years of tempering is ten thousand strands of steel wire twisted together!

In this plane, it is impossible to have a strong person of that level.

This is Fan Jiutian's confidence in himself, and

it is also a recognition of his own strength.

"Boom-"

He seemed to know the outcome of this battle in advance, nine throwing knives fell, and Lin Tian would definitely lose.

Fan Jiutian, who was ready to enter the ninth layer, had just turned around, and

before he could speak, he felt as if something was missing in his body

, similar to a signal being blocked, and then immediately recovered.

But in this short period of time,

a hand was pressed on Fan Jiutian's shoulder.

"Impossible!"

Fan Jiutian did not look back, and the majestic and pure spiritual power had already made him perceive the situation behind him.

Unable to care that the sallow wine gourd on his waist fell to the ground, his

hands grabbed Lin Tian's clothes, sniffled, and said in surprise: "You.... How did you do it?! "

Looking at the nine throwing knives on the ground that fell on the ground because of an instant loss of control,

it shows that Lin Tian has just cut off the spiritual power between him and the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife!

Although it was only for a moment,

it was already an impossible thing to happen.

What the Martial Emperor couldn't do, this Martial

Sect junior in front of him easily did it, or nine together!

Monster!

This is Fan Jiutian's evaluation of Lin Tian now.

If just now it was worthy of the old guy's choice,

then now it is: no one can be more suitable for that choice than this kid in front of him!

Completely changed,

just because of this seemingly ordinary scene of the people on the side.

"Tell the old man about how you did it, I'll exchange thousands of years of craft brew with you!"

Fan Jiutian desperately wanted to get an answer in Lin Tian's mouth.

What the Martial Emperor could not do,

a Martial Sect could do so easily.

There is no better idea than him to know how he did it?!

Lin Tian was silent, the heaviness in his eyes did not dissipate in the slightest, and the silk threads in his hands kept pulling.

The transparent silk thread with soul fluctuations attacked towards Fan Jiutian!

It's not that he doesn't want to answer, it's

just that now the battle is not over!

The other party looked like an old man, but it gave Lin Tian the feeling of an old boy.

I'm really worried that I'll be a fool because of this.

I don't know why

, since the perverted old man in the hall under the tree abused him, he was always stunned in the face of such a mysterious old man.

Just by glancing his eyes, he could see that he had a powerful existence with two holy beast tokens

, which allowed him to fight for himself, and

in the future, it would definitely be a desperate shot, a divine technique used to turn over the limit!

After thinking about it

, in case you encounter something that can't even be solved in the state of the He, the difference is huge!

Stretching out his hand to the two holy beasts, the scene where nine immortal slashing flying knives suddenly appeared.

It's a little exciting to think about.

So he must win this battle!

Fan Jiutian's ears moved, and his fat body quickly dodged to the side, clumsy but steady and unchaotic under his feet.

Slow and orderly,

the fat flesh pulled on the stomach trembled as it constantly dodged the silk thread attack.

Airplanes!

The five-color line was drawn

, and if Jiu Tian could not dodge in time, the worn and greasy cloth was cut through a hole: "Eh, it hurts!" Fan

Jiutian, who was jumping back and forth on the ground because of the pain, finally raised his hands and reluctantly compromised: "What a pervert, in the same realm, I thought that the old man used nine immortal slashing knives to bully the small, but I didn't expect you to give

the anti-general an army." "

Keep your promises."

Lin Tian didn't say anything else, and his attention kept on the promise just now.

The face seems to be telling the other party, don't try to change the topic, you are an old lai!

“..... Look at what you said. Fan Jiutian grinned awkwardly, took out a wooden knife from his pocket and threw it out: "Still staring, old man, I have a noble status, how can I play a scoundrel with you junior?"

"Yes."

"

What's wrong with all the young people now?"

Where is the magnanimous trust in the predecessors?

Could it be that he looks too handsome, and this kid is gluttonous?

Fan Jiutian pulled out a bronze ancient mirror from the pile of items piled up in a hill and began to look at it.

I felt the rosacea that was red from drinking

, the fat and broad face, and the silent hair on the top of the head.

Putting down the mirror, he nodded with satisfaction, and the doubt on his face almost disappeared.

No wonder it sour, understood.

Lin Tian was speechless, not knowing what to say.

No one knows silence better than the old man playing with knives opposite.

Although I don't know what the other party is doing, I just feel a little speechless.

Reach out and take the wooden knife flying in the air, with exquisite patterns and special patterns carved.

"Transcendent Tower?"

Why is such a wooden knife carved extraordinary tower.

"This is your token?"

"Can I lie to you?!"

Fan Jiutian asked loudly,

"It's not ordinary."

The

two sides fell silent

, and Fan Jiutian took the lead in breaking it, and spoke: "When it's really unnecessary, I think even if you don't use a token, someone will help you, but it's better to be safe..."

"Huh."

Fan Jiutian glared at Lin Tian

, having lived for countless years, of course he could see what this kid was thinking now.

"That's it, hurry up, don't delay me to drink, hurry up and enjoy the last peaceful time, there will be no more in the future."

"What?"

Lin Tian frowned

, he heard this sentence clearly, there was no special noise.

Why did

the noise not appear at this time, could it be that something was warning him in advance?

Remind him of the catastrophe of unrest in the near future.

While thinking, Lin Tian had already arrived at the stairs leading to the ninth floor.

Just as he stepped on the third section of the stairs

, he suddenly realized something

, his scalp was numb, and a cold and terrifying feeling in his heart surged into his heart.

Wrong!

Lin Tian turned around abruptly and turned to look for Fan Jiutian's figure.

It's gone?!

Also disappearing was the chaotic white spiritual space just now!

It's terrifying and creepy to think about!

Not to say .... Can't the phantom feel pain?