Urban Invincibility 9 Years

The Nether Nine Claws of Flying Eagle Gate are famous all over the world for being vicious and domineering. The power of the claws is concentrated at the fingertips, and it pays attention to a surprise attack.Grabbing a claw on the human body, not to mention the flesh and blood, even the muscles and bones will suffer heavy damage.

In particular, Sun Tianzhen is still a strong master, with decades of kung fu of Nether Nine Claws, even if he is also a master, he dare not resist head-on.

On the Mangdang Mountain here, everyone watched Sun Tianzhen grab Lin Fan with one claw after another.

A muffled bang followed.

It's a pity that Sun Tianzhen's continuous beatings were in vain. After all, how could a body tempered by the baptism of thunder and fire from heaven care about fists and feet in the world?

Originally, Sun Tianzhen wanted to use this high-frequency attack method to find out where the trap on Lin Fan was.

Because no matter how tyrannical the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is, it is impossible that there is no one or half of the cover door, as long as the cover door is broken, this skill is considered useless.

But what this grandmaster powerhouse could never have imagined was that the young man in front of him was completely made of copper skin and iron bones, and he had no response to his claws at the grandmaster level.Instead, he was panting and sweating profusely.

How could this be, impossible?Doesn't this kid have a cover on him?Looking at Lin Fan who seemed nothing had happened, Sun Tianzhen was full of surprise.

Feeling that the strength of Sun Tianzhen's fingertips changed from strong to weak, and his attack speed gradually decreased, Lin Fan smiled cheerfully.

"Take a break when you're tired, why bother. After all, people are old and don't use their muscles and bones as energy. Even a martial arts master can't escape the natural law of birth, old age, sickness and death."

As he said that, Lin Fan just waved his hand at Sun Tianzhen lightly, as if to repel flies.

However, in the next scene, whether it was Yun Feiyu from the Yun family or Zhang Yunyao and Han Ruoxue standing behind Lin Fan, they all opened their mouths wide in astonishment.

Because Lin Fan's wave not only interrupted Sun Tianzhen's attack, but also overturned Sun Tianzhen, the martial arts master of the Flying Eagle Sect.

The already exhausted body rolled and crawled back seven or eight steps.

"How is this possible? He actually, with a wave of his hand, overturned a master martial artist? He, is he still a human from Earth?"

Yun Feiyu was completely confused now, and the killing situation that the Yun family had painstakingly arranged seemed to be reduced to dust with just a wave of Lin Fan's hand.

On the other hand, Han Ruoxue and Zhang Yunyao showed unusual excitement and excitement.

"This, is this the real strength of the Consul? This is too shocking."

"innate"

Not far away, Sun Tianzhen struggled to get up from the ground, and his old face showed fear and surprise.

If Lin Fan hadn't made a move, he still couldn't determine the opponent's state, but now Lin Fan waved his sleeves, and with the ability of Grandmaster Sun Tianzhen, he immediately noticed something.

"You are actually a great master?"

Innate grand master, that is the legendary level, the existence of the pinnacle of martial arts.

Legend has it that those who have entered the Xiantian have already escaped from the shackles of humanity, not only the realm of cultivation is unfathomable, but their lifespan will also be extended by a hundred years.

"Innate?" Hearing Sun Tian's shocking and inexplicable remarks, Lin Fan laughed indifferently: "I am no longer!"

"Not congenital?" Sun Tianzhen was taken aback by Lin Fan's answer, and even his tone of voice changed: "Then dare to ask what kind of realm senior is. Could it be that there is a higher realm than congenital?"

This Sun Tianzhen can be regarded as an out-and-out martial idiot, and he has been pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts all his life.

In his vision, the Great Master Xiantian was already at an unmatched height, but Lin Fan's words broke the original cognition.

At this moment, the waves in Sun Tianzhen's heart rose again, his blood was surging like a tide, and his excitement made him forget everything.

Maybe this is the so-called dying after hearing Daoxi in the morning!

Sensing Sun Tianzhen's persistence, Lin Fan just smiled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, he turned into a shadow in the void, stepped out, and his figure was already in front of Sun Tianzhen.

"Little guy, do you know that the look in your eyes is so similar to that of Sun Yaozhong 200 years ago. I clearly remember that kid asked me this question back then, but at that time he was just past his age, but he was already half a year old." Stepping into the innate realm. And you, you are still too far away."

Lin Fan's words shocked Sun Tianzhen again.

He couldn't believe it, and shook his head desperately, but his voice became more low and humble: "Senior, you, do you really know me, the founder of the Flying Eagle Sect?"

"Naturally, or do you think that what I said before was aimless?"

As he said that, Lin Fan turned his back and recalled: "I remember that what Sun Yao needed most when he founded the sect was gold and silver. Later, I gave him five hundred boxes of gold and silver to help him establish a mountain gate in Dongting. Oh, yes Now, the stone tablet outside the mountain gate of your Flying Eagle Gate was carved by me myself back then, and there are eight large characters on it, Eagles Flying All Over the World, Kyushu Congratulations."

Hearing Lin Fan's various descriptions, coupled with his innate cultivation that could break the shackles of humanity, Sun Tianzhen also began to believe that the words of the young man in front of him were probably true.

Not daring to raise his head, Sun Tianzhen was a little trembling at this moment, and his voice even began to tremble: "Dare to ask senior, is Lin Fan your real name?"

"Hehe, the name is just a code name, why should I be so persistent. In this world, some people call me Lin Fan, some people call me Lin Moran, and a long time ago, someone gave me the name of Tianxuan Daoist"

"Tianxuan, Taoist Tianxuan, Lin Tianxuan"

Hearing this name, Sun Tianzhen murmured silently a few times, and then he fell to his knees in panic.

"Disciple, disciple Sun Tianzhen, the No. 20 second-generation descendant of Feiying Sect, pays homage to ancestor Tianxuan."

Sun Tianzhen's move made Han Ruoxue and Zhang Yunyao excited.

"What's the situation, why did you recognize your ancestors for no reason?"

"Don't say anything, just watch."

Faced with Sun Tianzhen's kneeling, Lin Fan didn't accept it, but held his palm in the air and helped him up.

"Get up, your ancestor Sun Yaozhong and I don't have the status of master and apprentice, and you don't need to bow down to me."

"However, the ancestor of Xuantian has great kindness to my Feiyingmen. Ancestor Tie Ling, the disciples of the Feiyingmen of all generations see the ancestor of Xuantian as if they were seeing their ancestors."

Feeling the excitement in Sun Tianzhen's words, Lin Fan shook his head and smiled helplessly: "Yaozhong, you are really an idiot, why bother?"

While Lin Fan and Sun Tianzhen were talking, Han Ruoxue on the side realized something and screamed, "It's not good, Mr. Consul, that Yun Feiyu is gone."

While talking, Zhang Yunyao and Han Ruoxue looked around for them.

At the same time, the sound of sniper rifles in the dense forest of Mangdang Mountain continued one after another.

Two bullets were fired, one aimed at Lin Fan and the other at Sun Tianzhen.

"This damn bastard of the Yun family, the old man should have killed him just now."

Sun Tianzhen was furious, he dodged continuously, and finally hid behind a big tree.After all, even a master warrior cannot resist the power of a sniper rifle.

Zhang Yunyao and Han Ruoxue instinctively started to dodge when they heard the gunshot.

And at this moment, Yun Feiyu's sharp laughter couldn't help but came from the depths of the dense forest: "Beat, give me a hard hit. What kind of shit martial arts masters, great masters, even if your cultivation base reaches the sky and you meet an advanced The technology is still finished. I will send you on the road today."

Here at the top of the southern mountain of Mangdang Mountain, Lin Fan was the only one who remained calm in the face of these ruthless bullets piercing the sky.

The pure white clothes fluttered in the wind, and the arc of the corner of the mouth became more and more charming.

"Zhang Yunyao, Han Ruoxue, you two little fellows, stand behind me. Our class is about to start today."