The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 171 Nuo Technique
When Lin Fan was about to chase Remnant Yong after the poor bandits and subdue these monkeys, a sudden gust of wind blew up around him, mixed with weird laughter.

"Pretend to be a ghost, hide your head and show your tail, why don't you hurry up and get out of here."

Lin Fan let out a roar like a thunderbolt, he was not afraid of this kind of creepy looking thing, because at best, this kind of thing was just to scare ordinary people, and it had no effect on him at all.

"Jie Jie..." Harsh laughter wafted in the sky, followed by a few chattering voices, which seemed to be spoken in the local aboriginal language.

Lin Fan couldn't understand what the other party said at all, but it was not a good word to think about it. It would be strange if he broke into someone's territory and treated him with good words.

However, there is a swaying energy in this voice. At first hearing, it will make people feel dazed and drowsy.

After all, Lin Fan said that he didn't relax his hands. As the number of apes besieging him decreased, he became more relaxed. As long as he slapped the bugs on the back of the apes to death, the apes would immediately lie on the ground.

Soon, Lin Fan released all these monkeys. If he hadn't found this fatal weakness, it would not be an easy task to subdue this group of defensive monkeys.

The monkey fainted on the ground trembled all over, the crimson redness in the eyes gradually dissipated, and the eyeballs returned to their original color.

After a while, these monkeys stood up unsteadily on the ground, squeaked twice, and looked behind in horror, as if there was something terrible in the depths of the forest, and they yelled at Lin Fan a few times. sound, and then scattered in a crowd, and fled towards the distance.

Lin Fan felt a powerful aura approaching him quickly, but he did not choose to avoid it, because that aura would not make him run away.

But he would not be careless, his body was like a taut string, every muscle in his body was mobilized, and the energy and blood in his body were stimulated to the extreme. Lin Fan knew that the person he was about to face was enough for him to take it seriously.

From the opposite woods, a man wearing a black robe slowly walked out, with a thin body and loose muscles on his face, he looked like a middle-aged man who was prematurely aging.

This person half exposed his chest, draped across his shoulders, his exposed skin was covered with tattoos, and even his face was tattooed with spiders, scorpions and snakes... etc. It looked terrifying.

"You, are, what, what, of, people?" This person understands a little Chinese, but when he speaks, it is obvious that some words are not expressive, and the speed of speech is very slow. Every time he says a word, he has to think for a second.

"I'm a Yanhuang man, Lin Fan, who is your lord?"

Although Lin Fan knew that this was an enemy and not a friend, there were still many things that were still unclear, and it would be best if they could be resolved through conversation.

After hearing Lin Fan's words, the man thought for a while before he understood the meaning of the words, and then slowly organized his words and said: "Yan, Huang, Ren, I, Ibdullah, here, here, yes, I, you break in..."

Ibudullah's words were particularly difficult to understand, his words were not expressive, and he was terribly slow, but from his expression and tone, it can be seen that this person has such strong hostility and has no intention of easing it at all.

"Mr. Ibdullah, if you can let go of my compatriots, then I will be very grateful." Lin Fan didn't want to waste time with this guy who didn't understand the language, he put forward his request very directly.

"Jie Jie..." Ibudullah laughed wildly, his voice was piercing, like a crow croaking, and it sounded like the vocal cords in his throat were constantly rubbing against each other.

"Yan, Huang, Ren, all, deserve, die, master, master, hand over, on behalf of..." Ibudullah looked at Lin Fan gloomyly and said, his tone was full of strong killing intent.

"Fuck you..."

Lin Fan yelled and didn't talk nonsense. He jumped up and hit that Ibdullah on the head. He attached great importance to this thin guy and tried his best at the beginning. There was a gust of wind, and there was a whirring sound in the air.

Ibudullah's body was very flexible, he stepped back abruptly, and then swung his hands, throwing out a dense cloud of poisonous insects from his cuffs.

Regardless of Lin Fan's disregard, the energy on his body surged, and before the poisonous insects touched his body, they were shocked to death by the energy outside, and fell to the ground with a puff.

A look of anger appeared on Ibudullah's face. He clasped his palms together and muttered a spell in the native dialect.

This guy was chanting very quickly. When he finished chanting the spell, the black robe suddenly swelled up like an inflated ball, and then there was a crackling sound from his body, and his stooped and thin body suddenly grew a lot taller. .

Lin Fan knew that this was a method commonly used by Nanyang masters of lowering their heads. It was called the Nuo technique, and it was similar to the great jumping gods in Yanhuang.

He didn't want to give the opponent a chance to show off. He saw Ibudullah's trouble, and he went straight up and punched him again. Every move he made was aimed at the opponent's vital parts, and his hands showed no mercy.

Ibdullah tilted his head and dodged it, but Lin Fan was unprepared and quietly used a trick to tease his feet. This kick, Lin Fan exerted all his strength, and kicked firmly on the ground. Ibdullah's crotch.

This guy was beaten backwards by Lin Fan and flew over. His body slapped and he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Lin Fan didn't wait for the other party to react, he jumped up and stepped on Ibudullah's chest from top to bottom.

Ibudullah didn't dodge or dodge, the muscles on his body quickly became full, and the muscles that had sprung up held up the loose skin tightly.

Although Lin Fan stepped firmly on the opponent's chest, he felt as if he was stepping on a hard lump of iron, and there was a shock under his feet.

Ibudullah made a hooting sound, and his withered arms just now became strong, and he grabbed Lin Fan's ankle with both hands.

How dare Lin Fan let this guy catch him, he tapped his toe on the opponent's chest, and swished over.

Ibudullah angrily hammered the ground with both fists, and he smashed two holes in the ground. With this force, he stood up from the ground.

Ibdullah, who originally looked about 1.6 meters tall, turned into a strong man with a height of nearly [-] meters after standing up. The muscles on his body were raised high, like an iron tower, and his whole body was full of a kind of Tyrannical power.

"It's troublesome."

Lin Fan murmured that he had tested the guy's ability to resist blows through the kick just now, as long as it wasn't a vulnerable part, even a full-strength blow might not be able to hurt the opponent.

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