Just when Ning Fan was about to step forward, Ao Buer roared suddenly, a trace of blood red oozing out of his eyes, and his arms shook, sending the fat and thin people on the left and right sides flying away.
"Roar!"
There was another roar, and the whole person seemed to have completely lost his mind. The aura on his body became increasingly chaotic, but it continued to rise.
In just a few breaths, the momentum has completely surpassed that of an ordinary grandmaster.
"This boy seems to have something wrong with his technique!"
Lin Yong murmured to himself while carefully observing Ao Buer's changes.
"Good boy, old man, is this guy possessed by a demon?"
"Let Master Zhao stop us first, let's run away first!"
Zhang Decai hid behind Lin Yong with a look of fear on his face, watching the figures around him retreating, and spoke weakly.
"You kid..."
Lin Yong was also a little dumbfounded. This guy really interpreted the four words "greed for life and fear of death" vividly.
"Roar!"
After Brother Fat and Thin was knocked away, Ao Buer stared straight at Ning Fan with his scarlet eyes, waving the broken knife in his hand and slashing at random.
Ning Fan also had a look of concentration on his face and glanced at Lin Yong. The old guy had no intention of taking action at all.
"Brother, be careful."
"The madman has relapsed and has completely lost his mind."
"We have to find a way to control it first."
The thin senior brother rushed in front of Ning Fan and stood side by side with him. The fat junior brother also staggered to the other side of Ning Fan. His head, which was not very bright at first, was knocked dizzy.
"Go together!"
Senior Brother Slim took the lead in shouting, and condensed a spiritual seal with his hands. A shadow instantly emerged behind him, and with the surge of internal energy, it moved towards the madman in front of him to suppress it.
The fat man jumped into the air, and his huge body sat directly towards the madman.
"These two guys are really not simple..."
Ning Fan looked stunned. With a wave of his sleeves, he put the Xuanyuan Sword into the system space. With a flash of his body, he rushed towards Ao Buer.
The three of them had been dealing with him for a long time. Ao Buer went crazy, and his combat power increased exponentially. Even if the three of them practiced, they could not defeat him at all, and they were even forced to resist.
Lin Yong stood aside, looking at the four people fighting in a group with interest. It had nothing to do with him, and he was just hanging on to a plate of peanuts.
"It's over!"
"Quickly, go ask the servants to come over and help the palace... Young Master capture this servant!"
"You guys should go too, and be sure not to let Mr. Zhao get hurt at all, otherwise I will take care of your family!"
"Go quickly!"
Cai Si couldn't sit still anymore and sent out all the slave guards guarding Wangjiang Tower. More than 20 people were holding sticks and were about to step forward, but heard Ning Fan softly say: "You all stand down!"
"Fat guy, thin guy, I'll attract his attention."
"You first find an opportunity to remove his knife."
"good!"
The two of them nodded at the same time. Ning Fan tiptoed, poured his inner energy into his right arm, and struck out with a palm.
"The Vast Sea Scripture!"
This palm technique was learned secretly while watching the battle between Xiao Longnu and Grandmaster Da Yan under the imperial mausoleum. However, with Ning Fan's current state, his palm technique is far from comparable to that of Grand Master Da Yan in the past.
However, it can barely reach the power of an ordinary grandmaster.
"Roar!"
After Ao Buer lost his mind, he seemed to only be able to howl and roar, and his sword skills were completely unorganized. He could only chop randomly. No one was hurt, but the surrounding flowers, plants and trees suffered a terrible disaster.
"Give me the town!"
Sand and rocks were flying, his clothes were shaking, and fallen leaves were flying. Ning Fan's palm shot down, knocking Ao Buer back a few steps. The fat man and the thin man who had been preparing for a long time also rushed forward.
"Quick, get the rope!"
The two men, one on the left and one on the right, held down Ao Buer's arms, took the knife away from him, and knocked it on the ground.
"Roar!"
Ao Buer roared one after another, and when he was about to break free, he saw an old man with yellow teeth stepping forward with a smile, lightly kicked him, and passed out.
"This little kid has such a loud voice."
"Thanks to you two for taking action, it's amazing!"
Lin Yong looked at the fat man and the thin man with admiration, which made them a little embarrassed.
"Master, are you okay?"
Seeing Ning Fan coming forward, Lin Yongcai greeted him with a playful smile and observed Ning Fan's condition.
"Can't die!"
Ning Fan said angrily, this damn old man could bear it without taking action from beginning to end.
"hey-hey!"
Lin Yong grinned and looked at Cai Si on the attic: "Exceptor Cai, you have been beaten now. Isn't it time to fill your stomach?"
Cai Si laughed awkwardly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, ran down the stairs at a trot, and walked to Ning Fan: "Master, are you okay?"
"No problem!"
"Quickly, prepare the carriage and prepare to return home."
"Let the house prepare a banquet."
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After many twists and turns, Ning Fan successfully broke into the Cai family, but the system's mission notification tone did not sound for a long time.
On the contrary, the pair of "fat and thin fairy boys" took advantage of Ning Fan and successfully sneaked into the Cai Mansion to eat and drink.
"Senior brother, do these worldly people eat so well?"
"One banquet contains thirty-two plates, which is better than the treatment we receive from the head of our family!"
"What does this mean? If you enter the palace one day and see what the princes and ministers eat, it will open your eyes."
"How can I live in the palace?"
"rebel!"
The thin man looked at the fat junior brother as if he were a fool, but Ning Fan beside him showed a playful smile.
"Which sect do you two come from?"
"Hey, Mr. Zhao, our brothers and sisters come from a small sect, so we are not worth mentioning!"
"Senior brother, is our Taihua Sect considered a small sect?"
The fat junior brother frowned and looked at the thin senior brother with a puzzled look. The elders in the sect clearly said that their sect is one of the best in the entire world!
"You stupid..."
Ning Fan couldn't help but smile when he looked at this pair of living treasures. The fat man didn't seem to have any scheming, and he didn't have anything to say.
The thin man is shrewd but has no bad intentions.
"Ahem!"
"Don't be surprised, Mr. Zhao. This time when I go down the mountain, my elders will not allow me to declare my family status. Please forgive me!"
"Um!"
Ning Fan nodded with a smile, but asked in confusion: "Is that swordsman just now from the same sect as you?"
"no!"
"He is a disciple of Tai Chi Sect."
"Taichi Sect?"
Ning Fan thought about the names of the two sects, Taihua Sect and Taichi Sect. He seemed to have never heard of them, but how could the children of these sects join the world one after another now?
Something's wrong!
"Which fairy mountain did Taihua Sect and Taichi Sect come from?"
"Guanshan!"
The fat man answered all questions. Looking at Ning Fan's curious expression, he explained with a smile: "Our famous sects in Guanshan have sent disciples to join the world during this period."
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