Reiki Recovery: Global Expertise

"Dean, the members of the Wumeng have retreated."

A martial artist happily ran in to report to Jiang Shan.

He is a teacher in the college, recruited from the society, so he has never met Lin Fan.

At this moment, seeing Lin Fan's white shirt dyed red, his heart couldn't stop trembling.

Too scary!

One person defeated the siege of the Wumeng.

Although the corpse outside had been taken away, the blood-stained ground had not been washed, and the strong smell of blood rushed straight into the nostrils, reminding others how brutal the battle was.

Of course, it refers to the Wumeng.

The dean's master is simply too powerful.

Unexpectedly, without any injuries, he killed the members of the Wumeng on their backs.

Fu Tianjiao accepted Lin Fan's conditions and joined the Shenwu Camp, resolving their previous grievances.

"It's almost here. I'll go back first. Call me if you need anything."

Lin Fan jumped into the lake, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes sent by Jiangshan.

If you wear the previous clothes back, you will definitely scare your family.

"Farewell to Master."

"Respectfully send off the master."

Fu Tianjiao followed Jiang Shan's example.

Master Zu is indeed too powerful, even the proud and arrogant he has to be convinced.

Holding Xuanyuan Sword in his arms, Lin Fan paced slowly in the park.

After a big battle, his nerves were tense to the extreme.

Taking a leisurely walk is good for relaxing your mind and releasing your murderous aura so as not to disturb your family.

"Little brother, I am a professor of the Department of Archeology of Hanke University. Your sword looks very simple and vicissitudes. Can you lend me an eye?"

"Professor of Hanke University?"

Lin Fan looked at the young man wearing glasses in front of him.

Very young!

Just like 25 or six years old.

How did he become a professor at HanTech University?

But judging by his demeanor, he is so gentle, he really looks like a researcher.

only……

Hanke University has just suffered a catastrophe.

He is a university professor who wants to hang out in the park?
The young man showed his work ID.

Name: Zhanfeng

Position: Professor of the Department of History, Chinese University of Science and Technology

There is also a steel stamp of HanTech University on it, which is indeed a professor of HanTech University.

That being the case, there is nothing to doubt.

Besides, Xuanyuan Sword has a spirit, and no one else can take it away.

Lin Fan handed over the Xuanyuan Sword together with the scabbard.

Zhan Feng took the Xuanyuan Sword, closed his eyes, rubbed his fingers lightly on the scabbard, his face was full of nostalgia, and he murmured: "Old friend, long time no see."

Lin Fan was startled.

The expression of the person in front of him does not seem to be fake.

This is Xuanyuan Sword, did he really own it before?
In this way, it is absolutely impossible for him to be an ordinary professor at Hanke University.

However, although the Xuanyuan Sword is real, it was exchanged by Lin Fan from the system. It can be said that it is completely different from the original Xuanyuan Sword. Naturally, it is impossible to respond to the person in front of him.

Sure enough, Zhanfeng opened his eyes suddenly, with a sad expression on his face, and sighed in disbelief: "Old friend, you don't know me anymore, it's really sad!"

Lin Fan laughed secretly at the side.

Tell you to pretend!

If you want to get close to Lao Tzu's sword set, you have to practice for another hundred or eighty years.

Zhanfeng looked regretful.

"The sword is still the same sword, but the concept has completely changed. Xuanyuan Sword was originally a sword of the holy way, how did it become a sword of killing? In just a few years, it has slaughtered hundreds of thousands of creatures."

Lin Fan was shocked again.

Who is this person?

Can really see so many problems!
He used the Xuanyuan Sword to fight the rat tide, slaughtering no less than 20 people, and just now was stained with the blood of hundreds of people, there must be a strong murderous lingering, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the sword of killing.

"When you get close to vermilion, you get red, and when you get close to ink, you get black. Is it because of the master?"

Zhan Feng suddenly looked at Lin Fan, with a frightening light in his eyes.

"The sword of the holy way has fallen because of you. It must be a serious problem to stay in the world. I think it's better to get rid of you."

hum!
Xuanyuan Sword trembled.

It sensed Zhanfeng's killing intent towards Lin Fan, and automatically started to protect the master.

"Old man, don't make trouble! I'm doing this for your own good!"

There was a holy radiance on Zhanfeng's face, and there was a gleam in his hand, and the trembling Xuanyuan Sword was directly suppressed.

What the hell!

Lin Fan was terrified.

Xuanyuanjian has been with him for so long, how can he not know how powerful Xuanyuanjian is, and it is absolutely impossible to suppress it with his ability.

This is an opponent far beyond him.

Lin Fan immediately communicated with the sixth finger, using the strength of his fingers to fight.

When the power came, Lin Fan felt stronger than ever before, as if he could break the sky with one punch.

"It's interesting. Little guy, is this the inheritance of Liuzhiqin Demon?"

Zhanfeng sensed that Lin Fan's strength had become stronger, but he didn't care, and punched him with an ordinary punch.

Lin Fan is now full of confidence.

It was also a punch without any tricks.

boom!
Two fists collided.

Whether it's trees, watered roads, or hard boulders.

All of them were shattered under the aftermath of the punch.

Lin Fanru flew high like a kite with a broken string, flew horizontally for hundreds of meters, and fell into the lake with a plop.

The nearby lake was instantly stained red, it was Lin Fan's blood.

Lin Fan felt like his whole body was about to burst.

It seems to hang up the next moment.

This man is too strong!
I couldn't bear it even with the strength of my fingers.

The strength of the finger is not weak. Last time, he killed such a super strong Wumeng elder with one finger.

He hastily exchanged the Shengsheng Zuohua Pill from the system mall and took it.

"You are hurt?"

The phantom on the finger appeared again, appearing in Lin Fan's mind.

"Why are you awake? Aren't you sleeping?"

Lin Fan borrowed part of the power of his fingers without waking up the phantom.

When he killed the elders of the Wumeng, he didn't wake her up.

"I feel a lot of power loss. If you don't wake up, you will die."

As Xuying said, his eyes turned golden, obviously he was performing some secret technique.

At this time, Zhanfeng stood proudly above the lake, staring at the lake below with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's interesting that he's not dead yet."

Zhan Feng was thinking about whether he should make another punch, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he said sharply, "Who is spying on me?"

He didn't think about Lin Fan.

It's a miracle that the little guy of the first level of innate ability didn't die under his fist even if he borrowed the power of others.

No one answered him.

A huge finger fell from the sky.

It was as if a huge mountain range stretching thousands of miles was crushing down.

"Fuck!"

Showing off the wind and exhaling fragrance.

He wanted to teleport away, but the surrounding space was imprisoned.

He could only raise his hands and carry it hard.

"The overlord carries the cauldron!"

The giant finger collided with Zhanfeng, causing him to fall continuously.

Rumble!
Press Zhanfeng directly into the ground.

Break through the rocks, go deep into the earth's crust, and reach the lava layer.