I Can Crit In Martial Arts

　　 Mansion, the environment is elegant, beside the pond, fishes are hard to see in the ponds, and fishes jump out of the water from time to time.

"My son, my little one got a master from my friend." Kui Sheng said softly, not daring to disturb the second son's fishing. To be honest, he despised the second son's fishing skills. The rookie among the rookies is just like waste. , Have stocked so many hungry fish, obviously have been hooked, but decoupled when the hook was lifted.

　　 waste.

　　 But he dare not say.

　　The old man Zheng Yuan hurriedly said: "My son, the old slave has also found a master."

　　 suddenly.

　　 Zheng Yuan and Kui Sheng looked at each other, there was a fight in their eyes.

　　 I'm looking for you too, it's really cheap.

　　 "All shout out." The second son was very interested, put down the fishing rod, looked at the two, and then Zheng Yuan and Kui Sheng each called out masters.

　　 Two middle-aged men.

　　 The master who Zheng Yuan called is thin and not tall. From a preliminary look, it is about 1.5 meters and a little old, with his hands in his sleeves.

　　 Kui Sheng, the man next to him, is not tall, he is of normal build, and his fine eyes feel very gloomy.

　　 "My son, this is Xie Feng, the Lingnan poisoner." Kui Sheng said.

　　 Zheng Yuan said: "This is Kujianshan Wan San Fu."

　　 The voice just fell.

　　 "Xie Feng (Wan Sanfu) met the second son."

　　 The second son looked at the two with a slightly puzzled look. Both of them looked ordinary and nothing special.

　　 "Try to show me."

　　 He just wants to see what these two can do.

　　Zheng Yuan came to Wan Sanfu and whispered softly: "Wait, I will try to beat him."

　　 Kuisheng came to Xie Feng, "Fight to the death."

　　 These two are masters in the forging realm. When they look at each other, their eyes are fierce, and they both want to perform well in front of the second son.

"please!"

"please!"

　　 The two choose a good place, stand a good position, and watch face to face. With the seemingly friendly start, a battle begins.

　　 It's just that neither of them moved.

　　 seems to be competing in momentum.

　　 Look for the other party’s flaws.

　　 Time passed by every minute.

　　 The second son couldn't bear it and said, "Hit me, stand and stare."

　　 Following his urging.

　　 Thanks to the wind, he jumped up, the Dapeng spread his wings and slapped it with a palm. The original rough palm turned dark green, and poisonous fog drifted out.

The unmoved Wan Sanfu didn’t panic when he saw the enemy attack. When Xie Feng was about to arrive in front of him, Wan Sanfu lifted his sleeves from his sleeves, holding two bone swords on his hands, and pierced them directly. .

　　 "Insect carving skills." Xie Feng was disdainful, grabbing the bone sword with both palms, exerting strength all over his body, and passing his arms with strength, wanting to force the opponent to loosen the bone sword in one fell swoop.

　　 But just now.

　　 I saw Wan Sanfu open his mouth, a bone needle connected to his tongue, piercing Xie Feng's throat at lightning speed.

　　 Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

　　 Wan Sanfu's throat moved, the bone needle was pulled out of the opponent's throat, and he retracted into his mouth with a trace of blood.

　　 Then Xie Feng dropped his arms and fell directly to the ground under the dull eyes of everyone.

　　 Kui Sheng glared, couldn't believe it, as if he had hell, he looked at Xie Feng to the end, this is the master he has chosen for a long time, how could he be killed all at once.

On the other hand, Zheng Yuan looked happy, looked at Wei Sheng with disdain, and then at the second son, "My son, the master I invited accidentally killed the master invited by Wei Sheng. It was an accident, not intentional. It."

　　 The second son said: "Bidou has suffered casualties, it's really common, don't care."

　　 Just when the second son was ready to praise Wan Sanfu, something happened that made them at a loss.

　　 Wan Sanfu's face changed in shock, raised his hand to touch his nose, and looked down. There was blood in his hand, and then he clutched his chest. A severe pain made him take a few steps back, opened his mouth, and splashed with blood.

　　 "There is... poisonous."

　　 He couldn't figure out what was going on.

　　 Then he thought of the bone needle piercing the opponent's throat and carrying back the blood. The other party's blood is poisonous, and that's why it caused this situation.

　　 is just a pity.

　　 By the time he figured this out, it was too late, and he fell to the ground with a rumbling, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his death was extremely miserable.

　　 The second son opened his mouth slightly, dull.

　　 Kuisheng looked surprised.

　　 Zheng Yuan was dumbfounded.

　　呱呱呱……

　　 An invisible shot of a crow flying over them, leaving a few feces.

　　 "Is this the master you are talking about?" The second young man who reacted asked.

　　 Kuisheng: "……"

　　 Zheng Yuan: "……"

　　 half a month later.

　　 [Hint: trigger ten times crit! 】

　　 [Hint: Folding Mountain Jin Proficiency +10! 】

　　 As Lin Fan continued to practice, the aura that he radiated became stronger and stronger.

　　 Guo Ye saw the most clearly and was the most shocked.

　　 If I have to say it.

　　 He watched Lin Fan become stronger. From being inconspicuous at the beginning to now even he was shocked, it only took a few months.

　　 This is a miracle.

　　 The miracle in practice.

　　 "Brother Lin, something has happened." Wu Jun hurried in and saw that Lin Fangang had finished his practice. He hurriedly said: "The second son, the fourth son, the sixth son, the seventh son, and the eighth son have all sent people to surround the warehouse."

　　 Lin Fan saw Wu Jun's panic and comforted: "Calm down, what's the point of nervousness? What is their purpose in coming to the warehouse?"

　　 Mr. Guo said: "What is the purpose? It must be to occupy the supplies. Weapons are the most important thing. I guess that’s right."

　　 "Yes, nothing wrong, what should I do now?" Wu Jun said.

　　 Lin Fan and Guo Ye looked at each other. They had discussed before, when the final conflict would erupt, Guo Ye said that as long as they all came to the warehouse to seize weapons, it was the beginning.

　　 I didn't expect to come so fast~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lin Fan thought for a while, did not come forward to the warehouse to maintain, or if he came forward, how should he face the situation in front of him.

　　 When they were placed in the warehouse, no one thought that the weapons in the warehouse were important to them.

　　 "Brother Wu, you go now, don't stop, give them whatever you want, but leave more for Miss Eight, learn to stay out of the matter and don't get involved in this whirlpool."

　　 "If there is a conflict, you need manpower, don't go, you will die."

　　 Lin Fan wanted to kill these guys.

　　 It's so eventful.

　　 "Yes." Wu Jun replied and hurriedly left.

　　 Now that the strength of the mountain is about to reach completion, he really needs time and doesn't want to be involved in anything. As long as he dares to hinder his practice, when it is really annoying, he does want to kill them.

　　 "Master Guo, do you think I'm doing okay?" Lin Fan asked.

　　 Guo Ye said: "I have seen your decision from your actions, and you must be leaving here soon."

　　 "Master Guo is clever, it is indeed the case. The time is coming. I don't want to participate in these internal clan fights, and I don't want to manage too much. My martial arts road starts here." Lin Fan said.

　　 He is almost here now.

　　 do not want to be disturbed by the outside world.

　　 Continue to practice.

　　 Warehouse.

　　 Wu Jun told them what Lin Fan had ordered. Take it as you wish, leave more for Miss Eight, don't offend anyone, stay out of the matter, and don't participate in it.

　　 And the smartest one is Huang Zhang.

　　 He has long been hidden.

　　 has nothing to do with him.

　　 He who just wants to mess around, doesn't want to follow any party.

　　PS: The basics are about to be laid, and only a few chapters, the pretending to be done is done, and the plot is about to start formally.