Urban Invincibility 9 Years

It has to be said that even an existence like Lin Fan occasionally wants to be lazy.

So when facing Mo Junlin and his gang of monsters, he didn't choose to do it himself.

Instead, he recruited his own thugs in the world of heaven, sea and earth.

The Tang Mansion under the rainy night is eerie and eerie, coupled with the sudden lights of blood in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, it makes people's mind swaying, as if they are in the hell of Shura.

The bloodthirsty and murderous aura that rushed towards his face was so dignified that even Mo Junlin, a strong man in the innate realm, staggered on his feet, with a look of fear on his face.

Quickly looking back, Mo Junlin's pupils shrank rapidly, and he scanned the source of the four blood lights with vigilance.

At this time, he saw a family of four and three generations standing proudly in the rainy night.

It's just that this family of four who vaguely seems to surround the army of medicine men under their seat is not ordinary people.

Although they couldn't see the slightest wave of true energy on their bodies, the terrifying aura flowing from their bodies was by no means benevolent.

In particular, the four members of this family all had thick fangs under their jaws, which were even more terrifying than those masked medicine men.

"Blood corpse, is it actually a blood corpse?"

After being stunned for a while, Mo Junlin finally recovered from the shock, and his words were full of disbelief.

As for Mo Junlin's panic, Lin Fan was still sitting in the gazebo with his chest upright, and smiled lightly.

"Hehe, it seems that Master Mo Shaogu has some knowledge."

"It's true that you have a group of undead monsters under your hands, and I'm not alone."

"So, monsters are fair to monsters."

Just said it lightly, and then Lin Fan waved his hand in front of Mo Junlin.

The next moment, something happened that made Mo Junlin feel his scalp go numb.

I saw that the pavilion stone table, which was originally scattered with a pile of playing cards, was suddenly emptied, and replaced by a table of delicious food and wine.

It has to be said that Lin Fan's methods of stealing the sky and changing the sun have already surpassed the cognition of Mo Junlin, the owner of the Medicine King Valley and Shaogu.

From Mo Junlin's point of view, even his own father, the owner of the Medicine King Valley, who has stepped into the door of longevity, might not be able to reach Lin Fan's level.

After all, if his move hadn't been prepared in advance, it would basically not be considered a means that a warrior or a supernatural person should have.

However, Lin Fan turned a blind eye to Mo Junlin's panic at the moment. Instead, he smiled slightly and waved his hand to invite him.

"Master Mo Shaogu, we have plenty of time tonight, why not sit down and have a drink and have a good chat, just to see who is stronger between the monsters we sacrificed."

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Mo Junlin hesitated slightly.

Because he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the young gourd in front of him.

However, judging from the literal interpretation of Lin Fan's words, Mo Junlin was lucky.

After all, Yaowanggu is very powerful, so it is not impossible for Lin Fan to choose to extend the "hand of friendship" to him at this moment.

At least under the current situation in the East, it is indeed an unwise choice to offend Weiwei Yaowanggu for a Jiuliu family in Tianhai.

It's just that Mo Junlin didn't know, Lin Fan only said half of what he said.

And when Lin Fan said the second half of the sentence jokingly again, Mo Junlin's illusions were completely shattered, and the whole person jumped up with rage.

"Hehe, anyway, this is the last meal of your life, Master Mo Shaogu. It's better to be a hungry ghost than a hungry ghost, what do you think?"

As soon as Lin Fan said this, he basically cut off the possibility of reconciliation with Yaowanggu and Mo Junlin.

For this, Mo Junlin instantly became angry from embarrassment, and said viciously to Lin Fan: "Damn bastard, you insult me ​​too much."

"Today, my young master is about to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces and turn you into a medicine man."

After all, the Young Valley Master of the Medicine King Valley didn't care about the medicine men and blood corpses outside the pavilion, and slapped Lin Fan with a wave of his hand.

It has to be said that under the enragement of Lin Fan's words, Mo Junlin at the moment is so merciless.

Pushing out with one palm, although it wasn't very powerful, it also used eighty percent strength.

After all, he is an innately strong man, even if his palm strength falls to eight points, it is enough to kill a martial artist at the level of a great master on the spot.

But unfortunately, it was Lin Fan that Mo Junlin met this time.

Lin Fan's ability is beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors.

So facing Mo Junlin's furious attack, Lin Fan had no intention of hiding at all.

Sitting firmly in the gazebo, he just calmly picked up the jug and wine cup by the table, and filled himself a glass.

"Master" "Lin Fan"

Seeing that Mo Junlin's palm was about to land on Lin Fan's forehead, Zhuang Yaxuan and Tang Tang, who were standing by the gazebo, both screamed in shock.

But before the screams of the good sisters stopped, an unbelievable scene happened to both of them.

Because Mo Junlin's palm style couldn't hurt Lin Fan at all.

Lin Fan in front of him just smiled and drank and ate, looking like a god.

On the contrary, it was Mo Junlin who was immediately sent flying by a burst of true energy from Lin Fan after he shot, and a mouthful of blood spewed out like a rainbow.

Seeing this situation, Lin Fan put down the pair of ivory white chopsticks in his hand, and shot his eyes vaguely at Mo Junlin who fell into the dust with an incredulous face.

"Young man, didn't I tell you before, you can't kill me, why don't you believe me?"

"Hey, these days, why is it so difficult for people to believe a single truth?"

After joking a bit, Lin Fan turned his head slowly. He didn't look at the young valley owner of the Yaowang Valley, and he didn't pay attention to the fight between the medicine man and the blood corpse outside the pavilion. Instead, he turned his gaze Throwing it meaningfully to Tang Tang and Zhuang Yaxuan who were trembling slightly in the gazebo.

"It seems that the owner of Mo Shaogu has no good luck today, and he doesn't even want to drink the farewell wine."

"How about you two sit down and have a drink with me?"

"Even if we have a supper together."

Being teased by Lin Fan, Tang Tang and Zhuang Yaxuan felt relieved when they raised their throats.

However, even though the pair of good girlfriends were invited to sit opposite Lin Fan, their eyes were still full of thoughts, and they were still staring closely at everything outside the gazebo.

And just when Lin Fan was going to have a drink with the two beauties in front of him and watch the next performance, Mo Junlin who was not far behind him stood up again.

Gritting his teeth, spitting blood from his mouth, Mo Junlin now integrated all his humiliation and resentment into his dark eyes, and shot at Lin Fan in the gazebo.

"Chop Suey, I want you to die, I want you to die."

As the sound of this angry roar spread, Mo Junlin suddenly waved his palm.

In an instant, a multicolored light illuminated his whole body. Under the brilliance, even his body, which had been injured by Lin Fan, was repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to its peak state.

At this moment, Lin Fan, who was sitting in the gazebo, also felt the familiar and exciting aura behind him.

Just like that, Lin Fan gently put down the wine glass he had just raised.

At the same time, he murmured twice incessantly: "The Shennong Ding, it's actually the Shennong Ding."