Martial arts: the beginning of the full-level King Kong is not bad

The senior brother could only smile wryly when he heard these words, "Junior sister, how can I go anywhere else? If it weren't for the fact that there is no place, I wouldn't come here."

Chapter 114

"Let's just settle for a while. There's no place in front of the village, no store in the back, and there's no other place but here. Don't worry, I'm here."

After he said that, the junior sister was also helpless, although she was still afraid in her heart, she had no choice but to agree.

He just kept holding on to his clothes, and his whole body shivered faintly against his body. It could be seen that he was really scared.

The senior brother naturally had no objection to this, and even faintly enjoyed it, with a smile on his lips.

After the two exchanged, he saluted Chen Fan again, "Thank you, brother."

Chen Fan said lightly: "No need."

The two nodded, and found another clean place in the General Temple, and lit a fire.

"Junior Sister, you should use your kung fu to drive away the cold first, and Senior Brother will protect you."

The senior brother turned his head and whispered to the junior sister.

"Yes, thank you, brother."

The junior sister responded sweetly, and sat cross-legged on the ground, preparing to exercise, but her eyes swept behind the statue of the general, and her face was a little pale.

It wasn't until she saw her senior brother standing firmly in her depth that she breathed a sigh of relief and began to exercise her kung fu to drive away the cold.

Chen Fan glanced at it casually, and found that there was a strong aura of internal energy on this junior sister, obviously she had stepped into the innate.

Chen Fan didn't care, he simply glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

Although talent at this age is very rare, it is not impossible.

There will always be a few such geniuses in each class of the famous family.

Judging from the style, bearing, dialogue, and cultivation shown by these two people, it is basically certain that they are disciples sent by a certain sect to practice.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, but any big sect will not allow disciples to hide and protect like birds.

Always looking for a suitable opportunity for them to go out to practice and experience the dangers of the world for themselves.

No one will protect them during this process, they must personally experience the intrigues of the rivers and lakes.

Fighting, betrayal, betrayal, and competition for interests, these will all happen to them and make them grow rapidly.

Those who can survive will not only improve their martial arts, but also improve their mental state, which will be of great benefit to their future practice.

As for the dead, the sect may avenge them, or it may not. After all, they can only be too weak to adapt to this world.

Real towering trees cannot be grown in a greenhouse.

That senior brother was obviously very cautious. During the process of protecting his junior sister from the cold, his eyes kept sweeping over Chen Fan intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was ready to draw his sword at any time.

But this is what everyone who walks the rivers and lakes should do, and Chen Fan understands it.

"Under the Qiankun Sect, Yuncheng, dare to ask your brother's name?"

That senior brother didn't seem to want to endure such a depressing atmosphere anymore, so he took the initiative to talk to Chen Fan.

Qiankunmen is a well-known and well-known sect in the Jianghu. Most of the disciples in the sect are also doing righteous things. Chen Fan has also heard about it.

Moreover, the current sect master of Qiankun Sect has some friendship with Jin Yiwei.

It even often happens that Jin Yiwei and Qiankun Sect disciples catch Jiangyang robbers together by chance.

Hearing Yun Cheng self-reported his family name, Chen Fan didn't react too much. He just glanced at him lightly and said indifferently: "It's just an unknown person who walks the rivers and lakes below. You can call me anonymous."

Hearing this answer, Yun Cheng's expression froze immediately. He never expected to get this answer.

Even making up a perfunctory one?

The result is directly unknown!

Yun Cheng took a deep breath, the corner of his mouth twitched and said, "Xiongtai is such a good name."

He also heard it, which was a hint to him not to disturb him, and he simply stopped talking.

But Chen Fan closed his eyes and then suddenly opened them again. He looked at him fixedly and said, "You better be careful tonight, something might happen."

When Yun Cheng heard Chen Fan say this suddenly, he never expected it.

After thinking about it for a while, he still asked, "Brother Wuming, what does this mean?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just a piece of advice, a guess, you all just think I'm talking nonsense."

Then Chen Fan turned around and closed his eyes, no matter how much Yun Cheng questioned him, he didn't say another word.

When Yun Cheng heard these words, although he didn't know what they meant, he still raised his guard to the highest level in his heart, carefully paying attention to the troubles around him.

His hand was also firmly placed on the hilt of the sword.

But time passed quickly, the heavy rain outside became louder and louder, and the wind howled, shaking people's minds.

Even a big tree in front of the temple gate was bent and almost broke.

However, this old tree is very tenacious and has persisted.

"Boom--"

There was thunder and lightning in the sky, bringing a loud noise and a flash of light.

The lightning shone on the three people in the temple, Chen Fan still closed his eyes tightly, his expression was indifferent, as if an old monk had settled down; while the senior brother seemed to be overwhelmed by the previous words, until now he is still staring at his eyes, his hand has been on the sword The handle has never left; the junior sister has already completed her luck, and at this moment, in this environment, she shrinks into the arms of the senior brother in fear, holding on to his clothes tightly.

"crunch-"

An undetectable sound sounded from the temple, amidst the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, no one noticed it at all.

Behind the statue, the lid of a coffin suddenly moved.

It was as if someone had moved halfway in the coffin.

Then, a wrinkled, extremely thin hand with sharp black nails slowly protruded from it.

Not only the nails on this palm are black, but the skin is also black, and it is covered with dark spots that look like age spots, as if it has been soaked in some liquid for many years. It looks exactly like the zombies in ghost novels.

The finger moved a bit, and the sharp nails reflected a sharp cold light, and it scratched the junior sister's neck silently.

This junior sister didn't notice it at this time, her eyes were fixed on the temple gate, or she glanced at Chen Fan from the corner of her eye, and she didn't notice the fatal danger coming from behind.

The nails on this palm were about to pierce into the neck.

"Shh-"

Accompanied by the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed, a flash of sword light lit up the dark night.

Accompanied by the sound of a sword, Jian Guang slashed at the palm of his hand, splitting that palm hard.

Yes, just split.

The palm looked like the palm of a rotten old man, and it seemed that it would shatter if touched, but it was actually indestructible.

Yun Cheng's sword had already been shot with all his strength, but with his innate strength, not only did he not cut off his palm, but a large piece of firework was cut out.

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Seeing that he couldn't cut off his palm, Yun Cheng's expression changed immediately, he grabbed his junior sister and backed away.

"Be careful!!"

With just a touch of the toes, he has retreated several meters away.

Until the two of them stood still, the junior sister still hadn't recovered, her eyes were still dull and her face was pale.

It wasn't until she came to her senses that she began to be afraid.

If the senior brother hadn't acted in time just now, I'm afraid I would have become a cold corpse.

Compared with Yun Cheng, who is cautious and sloppy in his actions, Junior Sister is like a rookie who has just entered the rivers and lakes, without any effective response.

Although it is also in the innate realm, once something happens, [-]% of the strength is often less than [-]%.

It's not even comparable to first-rate fighters who have been fighting all year round.

What are the flowers in the greenhouse?

This is the most typical greenhouse flower.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, sneak attacking and hurting people, who are you? Why did you attack my junior sister for no reason?"

"Get out now!"

Yun Cheng stepped forward to cover his junior sister behind him, and shouted loudly at the coffin in front of him.

With a random sword strike, a beam of sword light flew towards the coffin.

However, with just a light touch of the palm, Jian Guang was already caught and crushed, and then quickly retracted into the coffin.

Then, there was a strange smile with a cold meaning in the coffin, "It's a good move to fly together, good boy, the Desert Guyan swordsmanship is well practiced."

"It's a pity that the internal strength is so poor that it's not worth mentioning in front of this old man."

As soon as the words fell, the lid of the coffin flew up.

When he was out of space, he was actually carrying thick true essence, and under the impact of the true essence, he shot towards the two of them like a sharp arrow.

Yun Cheng and the two turned pale with shock, and quickly moved away from each other.

The coffin board passed directly between the two of them, and hit the tree outside the door hard.

Hearing a roar, the tree was hit hard, and the coffin board was also exploded.

Just this random move is more powerful than Yun Cheng's sword just now.

"You, who are you?"

Holding the long sword in his hand, Yun Cheng fixed his eyes on the coffin, not daring to relax for a moment.

The junior sister had also drawn her sword out of its sheath at this time, but she hid behind her senior brother, the hand holding the sword was still shaking.

The sword in her hand was not as effective as holding a stick at this moment.

"Hey hey hey."

A gloomy and strange laugh sounded, and a figure suddenly turned over from the coffin and stood up.