Fantasy: I have a Mall of Worlds

What frustrates Yang Fan again is that Feng Wuge seems to have already known where he is going to attack.

"coming?"

Uncle Feng suddenly opened a pair of eyes, a light green light flashed across them, and Yang Fan hurriedly said something bad in his heart.

Quickly put away the long legs that were about to be swept away.Hastily dodged to the side, only to escape Feng Wuge's hand that stretched out towards him with great destructive power.

When I looked back, Feng Wuge's hands had returned to normal, and there was no difference or abnormality.

But Yang Fan clearly knew that what he saw just now was not an illusion.

Those hands... seemed to have transformed into a huge phantom.

What kind of exercise is this?I have never seen it myself.

But obviously his second trick also failed.And vaguely prevailed.

This gave Yang Fan a very bad feeling, why did he feel that his trajectory and everything was under Uncle Feng's control?

From the time he crossed into this world until now, he has never felt this way.

Is this the difference in strength?

For a moment, Yang Fan's star-like eyes looked dim, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.

He raised Yoyo's eyes to look at Feng Wuge who was standing opposite, still waiting for him to attack.

"I won't admit defeat, come again!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Fan started his long night of exchanging ideas again.

And Feng Wuge obviously intended to point Yang Fan, and every move and style was guiding Yang Fan to continuously find the loopholes, then attack and then find the loopholes in a series of cycles.

It can be said that Yang Fan tried his best, and in less than two sticks of incense, the skirts of his clothes were already soaked in sweat.

He actually didn't force Feng Wuge to make a move?

After such a fight, Yang Fan was already out of breath from exhaustion, and his spiritual energy was consumed quickly.

All kinds of tricks were used, but the only loot was a piece of clothing that he tore off from the hem of Feng Wuge's clothes.

"Do you want to come again, let's make it more difficult this time."

Feng Wuge, who was also shocked by Yang Fan's various body skills, couldn't be relieved for a while, but he didn't expect that this young man had so many skills.

And this tricky and weird movement almost caught him off guard.

If it weren't for years of combat experience and my own height, which surpassed Yang Fan's cultivation, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on.

It seems that it is not enough to stay still and be serious. After finishing speaking, the Yuzhu bone fan that Feng Wuge originally had on his waist was held in his hand in an instant.

Swish!

After opening it violently, the jade bamboo bone fan was originally the best fan, but now it is glowing with cold light.

The sharp blade and arrow feathers on it can take a person's life in minutes.

Chapter 392 Sponge Absorption

Watching this scene, the blood energy hidden in Yang Fan's body was also completely stimulated.

Ever since he stepped into the Martial King Realm, he hasn't encountered a comparable opponent.

Not to mention people who are much higher than myself.

At the same time, Yang Fan is also very grateful that he chose to come to the six domains.

There is indeed more room for development here.

"Of course I will come again."

Speaking of Yang Fan's most convenient weapon, that is the silent dagger in the space.

After speaking, Yang Fan directly pulled the cold dagger out of the space and held it tightly in his palm.

A piercing light flashed in his eyes.He won't just admit defeat like this.

Then, with a kick of his hind legs, he rushed towards Uncle Feng again.

Now it's time for melee combat.Uncle Feng looked at Yang Fan, who was full of fighting spirit and his fighting power had improved a little, and a gleam of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

This kid's ability to learn can be described as powerful like a sponge.

He has improved to varying degrees in this battle, and he is a rare and good seedling.

Every cell in his body is in a state of intense fighting, and the Uncle Feng in front of him is rare and strong.

The bamboo fan held by Uncle Feng.With lightning speed, he shot an arrow feather towards Yang Fan.

With the sound of howling wind, Yang Fan's gaze was fixed, and he quickly flashed towards the southwest, but his right arm was still cut by the sharp arrow feather.

The bright red blood instantly soaked the light-colored clothes.

"It's still too slow."

"Here, and here, is it okay to let the enemy catch you?"

As Yang Fan's physical strength and energy began to be consumed and showed a downward trend, Uncle Feng began to press harder and harder to guide him.

Looking at Yang Fan's trajectory and the weaknesses and deficiencies in each move, Feng Wuge pointed it out mercilessly.

And with every sentence, there will be more scars on Yang Fan's body.

Neither light nor heavy, but it made Yang Fan feel a little gnashing of teeth.

He dared to pat his chest and say that this was the worst time he was beaten after time travelling.There was no way to fight back.

If Uncle Feng was his enemy, I'm afraid he would have died countless times by now.

And what Feng Wuge said were all his weaknesses, such as not fast enough, and the connection between movements is too slow.

Moreover, even some moves such as assassination and chokehold have fatal weaknesses.

In this way, until the sky was dim and bright, Yang Fan's intuitive feeling was that he had benefited a lot.

boom!

There was only a loud sound of objects hitting the wall in the courtyard.Several crows and spirit birds that were originally perched on the tree fled in all directions.

He was obviously startled by the sound.

At this moment, Yang Fan was directly beaten out by Feng Wuge, and coughed dryly after hitting the wall, he only felt a little liver pain.

"Huh——Uncle Feng, you have a lot of hidden strength, don't you? If I had known at that time in the tavern, I wouldn't have saved you."

With a wry smile, Yang Fan stood up awkwardly while leaning on the wall.Unexpectedly, he was defeated in this duel.

There was still a bit of a gap in his heart, he used all he knew, but he insisted that he did not cause any threat or substantial damage to Feng Wuge.

If it is said that the only prize of victory is the broken skirt in his hand and Feng Wuge's strand of hair that fell on the ground.

This strand of hair was neatly cut.I still cut it off when Feng Wuge was not prepared.

"Haven't heard of the phrase pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? You are very good."

The two sides stopped their hands, and Feng Wuge also walked up to Yang Fan and helped him up.

At the same time, there was a look in his eyes that Yang Fan couldn't understand.

With a helpless smile, he took out a bottle of Spiritual Recovery Pill from the space to strengthen the spiritual power that was deficient in his body.

Seeing this, Feng Wuge's eyes darkened even more.At the same time, he became more and more determined.Yang Fan is a rare and rare talent.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't speak any more, Feng Wuge directly opened the skylight to speak honestly.

"I take you as an apprentice. How?"

It has to be said that Feng Wuge took a fancy to Yang Fan.

Although this skeleton is not amazing.But this cultivation talent and the resoluteness in his backbone are absolutely unique.

After the fight just now, Feng Wuge has almost understood the general idea.

After finishing speaking, Feng Wuge unreservedly revealed the breath on his body.In an instant, Yang Fan felt a coercion that was so strong that he could suffocate him.

Almost made his newly recovered body go limp and fall down again.

Fortunately, this lasted only for a moment, but Yang Fan had a clear understanding of Feng Wuge's strength.

He is actually a powerhouse at the third level of the Martial Emperor Realm!

His eyes darkened, Yang Fan stood up straight and looked at Feng Wuge.

"Thank you, Uncle Feng, for your high praise. It's getting late, so I'll go back to freshen up first, Uncle Feng, please help yourself."

Much to the surprise of Feng Wuge.Yang Fan turned him down without hesitation.

Actually reject yourself?

"you……"

Just when Feng Wuge wanted to ask Yang Fan to think about it again, Yang Fan had already turned around and returned to the house, closing the door tightly.

"..."

There is really no room left.

Could it be that Yang Fan doesn't want to continue to become stronger?Why deny yourself.Feng Wuge was puzzled for a while, and sighed helplessly.

Then he turned and returned to his residence.The sky is already bright, and it is time to continue to set off in a short time.

Anyway, he accepted Yang Fan as an apprentice, if he disagreed once, wouldn't it be enough for him to mention it a few more times?

Traveling all over the mountains and rivers, I have never met such an outstanding young man as Yang Fan.Now that I have encountered it, how can I let it go.

He doesn't want no one to inherit his abilities and mantle.

Yang Fan, who had already returned to his room, picked up the teapot on the table in this humble room and poured a glass of water.

After a few cups, the fatigue just now was washed away.

Once he was on the crumbling wooden bench that seemed about to collapse at any moment, Yang Fan began to think about Feng Wuge's identity.

At least before he confessed his identity to himself, Yang Fan would never be his apprentice.

There should be honesty between master and apprentice, and there should be trust beyond ordinary people.

roar-

hum-

But when Yang Fan had just washed up and changed into another set of clothes, there were bursts of beast roars from dozens of kilometers away.

And it caused the ground under Yang Fan's feet to tremble non-stop.

People who don't know will think it's an earthquake.

But Yang Fan could clearly feel the roar of beasts not far away, no, this is not like the behavior of ordinary monsters.

It's more like groups moving in one direction purposefully.

And their purpose... is the village where they are!

As for the specific reason, Yang Fan is still unknown.

As the distance between those herds of beasts and his direction continued to shorten, and Yang Fan's perception became clearer.

Chapter 393 Encountering the Beast Tide Again

I'm afraid that in less than half an hour, those monsters will bloodbath the entire village.

The pupils of the eyes constricted sharply. The cultivation base of the people in this village is generally low, and most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled.

If you encounter a ferocious animal horde, you will definitely die, and blood flowing into rivers is a mild consequence.

Think about it.Yang Fan packed up his things and rushed out the door.