Beauty's Supreme Expert

Yeah? This kid?

Lin Fan showed this hand, immediately make the big eyebrows tight frown, face no previous disdain, but more a dignified.

The layman looks at the scene, the expert sees the way.

The knife was thrown by Da Mao just now. In order to achieve the deterrent effect and prevent Lin Fan from attacking Jin Dabiao, Damao used eight levels of skill.

The tip cuts into the floor and half of the blade sinks into the ground.

The boy picked up the knife easily and broke two pieces easily.

This strength is not simple.

This guy is not easy.

"Boy, you don't smoke, don't you? I told you not to kill anonymous."

Hearing Lin Fan's self-reported anonymous, er Mao angrily yelled: "you don't want to say it, do you? OK, I'll pry open your mouth to see if you say it or not."

"Er Mao, you come back."

Stop two hair's movement, big eyebrow tightening: "you are not his opponent."

"What do you say, elder martial brother?"

He opened his eyes in disbelief, and ER Mao called out: "you know my strength, elder martial brother. So far, no one can defeat me except senior brother."

"The boy is eccentric. He is not weak."

Looking at Lin fan, who is calm as water, Damao has a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Is this kid too calm?

"Don't worry, elder martial brother. I can do it in minutes."

Completely did not put big Mao's words in mind, two Mao went to Lin Fan: "boy, you succeeded in angering me."

"And then, you want to kill me?"

Looking at Er Mao's arrogant face, Lin Fan joked, "in fact, I think you should listen to your elder martial brother."

"Well, I'll do it every minute, just like you."

Disdain to skim his mouth, two hair hands bending back and forth, put out a posture of attack.

"Under my Mantis Fist, boy, you have only one way to die."

Mantis?

Looking at the posture of Er Mao, Lin Fan's eyes lit up: "it's really a family training, and can external skills?"

"Boy, you should be happy. My Mantis Fist either doesn't do it, or it will see blood."

Moved his hands, er Mao sneered: "you can die under my Mantis Fist, this is your luck."

"Mantis boxing, it sounds very powerful. Let's do it."

Nodding, Lin Fan also posed an attack posture: "I'm very curious, how powerful is your mantis boxing?"

Since his ascent to the mountain, Lin fan has been exposed to orthodox martial arts. I've heard about external skills, but I haven't seen them. Now I can see them. Of course, I can't miss them.

"Damn it, you want to die."

Hearing the disdain in Lin Fan's words, er Mao rushed over.

From a distance, er Mao looks like a mantis. The two arms were raised high, like two sickles, to Lin Fan's face.

Without dodging, Lin Fan chose to resist directly.

He wants to try the power of mantis boxing and know how powerful external skills are.

"You can't do more than you can, boy. You can die."

See Lin Fan unexpectedly not to dodge but to meet up, two Mao disdain sneer ridicule.

His mantis boxing is famous, which is called sickle bloodletting.

As long as this move goes out, no matter who the other party is, he will definitely meet with blood.

Lin Fan dared to face his sickle and draw blood, which was obviously too long.

"A little bit of force. I almost got hurt."

Feeling the power of Er Mao's attack, Lin Fan said with a smile: "good, good, let's come again."

You, you okay?

Incredibly looking at Lin fan, two Mao was stunned: "impossible, you must be installed, yes, you must be installed."