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"Old Jindan from the Yun Family, aren't you afraid?"

The man didn't seem to care about the guards around him, and he still let out a provocative voice like thunder: "If you don't dare to fight, just come to me, kneel down and kowtow nine hundred and ninety-nine times, and call me As the master, I can be the master to spare you!"

"How unreasonable, how dare you insult Lord Ling's family like this!"

A Yun family guard had a fierce look in his eyes, and he held a talisman paper in his hand, about to throw it out.

Lin Zian, the culprit who caused all this, smiled slightly, and was about to call out the props when he heard a cold voice from mid-air: "Slow down!"

"Eldest son!"

A group of guards immediately stopped the urge to kill, and looked up with respect.

Lin Zian also looked up, and immediately saw Yun Bufan, who was stepping on a flying sword, and his clothes fluttered like a fairy.

The corners of his mouth, which were originally just a smile, twitched even wider, and he asked with a smile: "Are you the son of Jin Dan's second child, the grandson of Zhu Ji?"

Although it didn't activate the Golden Core Realm, it would be good to stimulate a Foundation Establishment Realm. It seems that using the sound-enhancing character is a very wise choice.

Yun Bufan looked at Lin Zian as if he was looking at a dead man, and asked, "Who ordered you to come to my Yun's house to be wanton?"

He had already sentenced Lin Zian to death in his heart, and the reason why he didn't do anything was to find out who was behind the scenes.

After all, the person below was just a little monk in the early stage of Qi training, unless he went crazy, how could he come to the Yun family to make trouble.

If you kill him now, I'm afraid it will be as the people behind him wish.

"Believe it or not, no one can tell me what to do."

Lin Zian shook his head and said, "Old Sun Zhuji, I advise you to call out Jindan Laozi, otherwise if you accidentally fall, it will be bad!"

If possible, he still wanted to inspire the only member of the Yun Family who was at the Golden Core Realm, the Patriarch of the Yun Family, so that he could use the props to the maximum.

The surrounding guards of the Yun family all quietly lowered their heads, trying not to make a sound or attract any attention.

It's okay to be provocative at the beginning, but now after the eldest son came out, he continued to provoke again and again, calling the head of the family a son and the eldest son a grandson.

It's fine if the strength is strong, a small Qi Refining Realm dares to do this, I'm afraid I really don't know how to write the word "death".

At such a time, they would not dare to come out and touch the Eldest Young Master's bad luck.

"very good!"

Yun Bufan sneered and said, "I will give you one last chance to name the person who ordered you, otherwise..."

Lin Zian interrupted him directly, and sighed, "Why do people like you just not understand human speech?"

Chapter 350 Two Fair Boxing Gloves

"Very well, no matter who the instigator behind you is, you have successfully angered me!"

Yun Bufan sneered, waved his hand and shot a flash of light at Lin Zian.

in the blink of an eye.

The aura came down and turned into a long chain of spiritual power, binding Lin Zi'an from top to bottom.

Lin Zian's hands and feet were tightly bound, and he stood unsteadily with his legs together. He tried to shake his arms, and found that with his current strength, it was indeed difficult to break free.

But facing this situation, he didn't show the slightest fear on his face, instead he showed a look of contempt and looked into the air: "That's it?"

"Whether you are really stupid or fake, I have plenty of ways to make you tell the truth."

Yun Bufan said coldly, he is more or less a person who has lived for more than forty years, and he will not be irritated to the point of losing his mind by a few simple words.

Although he has a perverse personality in private, but he habitually hides his true personality in public.

This is not only for the children of the family to see, but also for other monks who are hiding in the dark around here and watching the show.

Yun Bufan pointed his left hand at Lin Zian as if grabbing him, as if he wanted to suck him up: "I hope you can still laugh after a while."

But after a few seconds, there was no movement, but a chuckle was heard from below.

Looking down, he saw that Lin Zian, who was bound by spiritual power chains, put on a pair of strangely shaped huge red gloves on his hands at some point.

"You're done? Then it's my turn!"

Lin Zian shook his head from side to side, and there were several crisp sounds from the cervical vertebrae, and then the muscles in his body exerted force rapidly.

The whole person swelled up visibly with the naked eye, and his height also increased a lot, like a devil with muscular muscles, looking down at the surrounding Yun family guards, exuding a faintly fierce temperament.

A click.

The solid chains transformed from spiritual power instantly shattered and turned into bits of spiritual light that dissipated in the air.

The guards suddenly showed fear, and couldn't help but retreated sharply.

Yun Bufan was surprised: "Without any mana fluctuations, he broke free from my magic bondage with pure physical strength. Is he really human?"

Before he had time to think about it, he saw Lin Zian jumped up and crossed a height of more than ten meters, and came to the same mid-air as him. At the same time, a fiery red fist was getting bigger and bigger in his sight.

Bang!

With a heavy blow, Yun Bufan was sent flying from the flying sword.

He flew more than ten meters away, but he didn't show the slightest sign of distress. Instead, he slid down and stepped on the flying sword that had just flown to his feet.

In front of him was a bright silver shield the size of a head, with streaks of aura faintly flashing across it.

This is a high-quality shield-shaped defensive magic weapon.

"It seems that you still have some strength."

Lin Zian stood in the air with a smile on his face, raised his hands, and touched each other with two red gloves.

[Item: Fair Boxing Gloves]

[Efficacy: Wear it to fight with others, no matter how strong the opponent is, they can all be tied, at this time, the side with the stronger determination will win the final victory]

[Remarks: If the opponent you choose is weaker than you, your strength will also be weakened; in addition, before you choose an opponent, please don't hit anything with it, otherwise you'd better pray that you can repair]

The fair boxing glove is one of Lin Zian's two hole cards now. At the last moment when he was teleported from Taohuayuan, he used this glove to block the powerful blow that could destroy the formation.

Just like its introduction, the stronger the opponent is, the stronger the person wearing him will be.

Although I don't know if there is no limit to the strengthening of the strength of the boxing gloves, it should be easy to copy the strength of a Jindan stage, but it is a pity that only one foundation stage has come out.

Yun Bufan looked closely at Lin Zian, he cast aside a bit of contempt, and became a bit more serious: "So, it turns out that you can reach the foundation-building stage with only physical strength, no wonder you dare to provoke our Yun family."

"However, do you think my father can take action with such a small effort? That's too small for our Yun family!"

He squeezed the seal with both hands, and the flying sword under his feet immediately flew in front of him.

The blade of the sword is light, and the aura bursts out.

But at this moment, Lin Zi'an's figure disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he appeared directly beside him, accompanied by the attack of red gloves, and said: "Do you think this is a turn-based game? "

"What is a turn-based game?"

Yun Bufan didn't want to think too much, while controlling the shield to defend, while controlling the flying sword to attack.

In mid-air, the sound continued.

Lin Zian's fist turned into a fist shadow that ordinary people can't capture, and the offensive is fierce, almost chasing Yun Bufan.

Although Yun Bufan fought and retreated at the same time, in the face of almost breathless attacks, he used defensive magic weapons to block them, and at the same time he did not forget to sacrifice his flying sword to counterattack.

For a while, the two were evenly matched.

No one has the upper hand, but no one is at a disadvantage.

In this situation, the dozens of guards who almost made a move just now couldn't help feeling rejoicing, they were almost, just a little bit closer.

By then, among them, it would be good if only a few survived.

In the elegant room of a tea house a thousand meters away from here, two middle-aged men with aura of wealth and nobility are sitting on both sides of the table, drinking tea.

In front of them, there was a spiritual mirror transformed from mana, and the image projected on it was exactly the battle that took place above the gate of the Yun Family.

If anyone in the city is here, they can easily recognize the identities of the two, the second of the three major monk families in Linmo City, the eldest son of the Liu family and the second son of the Wu family.

In addition, the two are the heirs of their respective families, that is, the young master.

As the Yun family has become more and more prominent in recent years, Yun Bufan may even be promoted to a monk at the Golden Core level, thus breaking the current three-legged situation, and the other two families who feel threatened are naturally unwilling to sit and wait for death.

Secretly, they have long been united.

Even if it wasn't for the fact that the Yun family had some connections in the capital, they would have long since been unable to resist attacking the Yun family.

"Brother Wu, can you see the way of the man in black?"

Liu Yu looked at Wu Yucheng next to him with a serious expression on his face.

Wu Yucheng shook his head: "I have seen what I have never seen, and I have never heard of it."

Liu Yu knocked on the table and guessed: "Then is it possible that he is a monster? After all, only monsters can compete with us monks with their bodies alone."

"It's impossible."

Wu Yucheng shook his head and said in denial: "There are many monsters whose physical strength is stronger than this man in black, but if he wants to do this without causing the slightest mana fluctuation, unless he is a powerful person among monsters, How high does Brother Liu think this might be?"

"If this is really a powerful person, I'm afraid it would have attracted the encirclement and suppression of our human race's powerful person. How dare he be so arrogant and be beaten to a tie with a junior."

Liu Yu picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Turning his mind, he seemed to think of something, and said: "I read in an ancient book that in ancient times, we monks were divided into two factions, one group practiced like us, and the other group advocated body training, turning the body into Weapons, throw away magic weapons and other foreign objects, which seem to be somewhat similar to this man in black."

Wu Yucheng became interested, and asked, "Since that's the case, why can't we see body cultivators at all?"

Liu Yu explained: "Although body-training cultivators don't need to rely on external objects to fight, and their strength is slightly better than ours, the resources needed to temper their bodies are several times or dozens of times greater than ours. Less resources are used less and less, or even extinct, which leads to the severance of the inheritance of body-refining monks."

Wu Yucheng nodded, looked at Lin Zian who was waving countless red fist shadows in the mirror, and said again: "According to what you said, Brother Liu, although body-refining cultivators mainly focus on the body, they are actually similar to demons and the like." In this place, mana fluctuations are indispensable in battle, which is still different from the situation of the man in black."

In the picture, both of them suffered serious injuries, and the battle gradually became intense.

If it wasn't for the darkening sky and the howling wind as a cover, it would have attracted many people's attention.

But even so, there are no less than two digits of monks hiding around here to peek secretly, and even using mirrors to check.

Lin Zian's night suit was cut by flying swords, many of which still had traces of blood oozing out.

Yun Bufan's figure was also in a bit of a mess, his best defensive magic weapon had been smashed into pieces, and now there was a third defensive magic weapon floating beside him.