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nLin Fan tried to catch his breath. He was running out of breath from the “intense workout” previously.

nHe looked around, but the gangster was nowhere to be seen. “Where did that dog go? How can he escape from my attacks? Now, now, there’s no need to hide back in your little hole. You’re good, so I do not mind conceding defeat!”

nThe crowd watched Lin Fan murmur to himself as he walked around the area searching for the gangster.

nHe’s on your mace! Are you blind?

nDrip!

nLin Fan felt a drip of water on his face. Lin Fan wiped it off only to realize that it was blood. He looked up abruptly to a ridiculous scene.

n“What the hell, why are you there?”

nHe stared at the gangster dumbfoundedly. Why is he pinned onto the mace?

nDesperation was written all over the gangster’s face. Never in his life would he have imagined that he would die in this way.

nA Body Tempering Stage Eight…

nI’m a Body Tempering Stage Nine and I’ve been defeated by him.

nAm I that bad?

nLin Fan placed the mace down with a bang, causing the gangster to fly to the side. “Look. I said to not bully my friends, do you regret your actions now?”

nAs the gangster was only a Body Tempering Stage Nine, he was unable to take it anymore after he was so seriously injured. After taking a last glance at Lin Fan, he died.

nPoints 90

nHearing this, Lin Fan was sure that the gangster had died.

nLin Fan sighed. His hobby was obviously acting cool.

nRemembering his senior brothers, who were injured, Lin Fan rushed over. “Senior Brother Lu, are you alright?”

n“I’m fine. But since when were you this powerful, Junior Brother Lin?” Lu Qiming asked. He had yet to recover from his shock. He did not expect his junior brother to be this powerful, having the ability to kill a Body Tempering Stage Nine cultivator. This is out of the world.

nLin Fan laughed. “Senior Brother, I’m not exaggerating, but I could kill ten of that kind of trash within no time. Do you believe me?”

nLu Qiming stared at Lin Fan with his jaws wide open. He felt that he was quite lacking in comparison.

nThis…

nLin Fan turned to the rest, who were staring at him in awe, and chuckled. Looks like I have surprised them, huh?

nI should really flash my ability for fun at times. It doesn’t feel good to be looked down on.

n“Junior Brother, give them these.” Lu Qiming took out the healing pills he got from the sect.

nIt could not make them recover totally, but it could make them stop bleeding.

n“Okay.” Lin Fan passed down the pills. As for Huang Fugui, he was the last to get one. Who asked him to not treat me nicely? He should vomit some blood.

nAs for the Wang family disciples, they were rooted to the ground. When Lin Fan walked toward them with the mace on his shoulder, chills ran down Wang Ziyan’s spine.

nEspecially because of the fact that the mace was still covered in blood after it was used to murder somebody.

nThe guy that they thought was insane was this powerful?

nWhen Lin Fan passed her the pill, she felt intimidated by Lin Fan. In a split second, Wang Ziyan was sure that Lin Fan was an elite.

nShe stared at Lin Fan in awe.

n“Here.” Lin Fan smiled thinly.

n“Thank you.” Wang Ziyan nodded.

nSame goes for Wang Shufeng. He never expected a Body Tempering Stage Eight cultivator to be this powerful!

nTo them, a Body Tempering Stage Nine was too powerful for them to handle, but it seemed otherwise for this guy who was distributing pills. It even seemed easy for him to kill one!

nEspecially his weapon; it was so heavy and huge, thus it must’ve been quite fatal.

nWang Shufeng looked at the gangster’s corpse lying on the side.

nGulp!

nWang Shufeng gulped seeing the corpse.

nLooking at Wang Shufeng’s glance, Lin Fan hummed happily. That’s something a powerful guy like me should enjoy!

nHe then strolled to Huang Fugui.

nHuang Fugui still had not recovered from the shock. He couldn’t believe that Lin Fan was so strong, and he was happy that he did not beat Lin Fan up the other time they had a conflict back at the sect or he might not even still be breathing now.

nThinking about that, Huang Fugui patted himself on the shoulder. Oh my, I’m so lucky.

n“Senior Brother Huang, are you alright?” Lin Fan smiled warmly at him. I’ll have to treat him better since all the scrap iron’s with him.

n“I’m fine, Junior Brother. You’re so dope.” Huang Fugui gave him a thumbs up.

n“Hehe, it’s nothing much.” Lin Fan smiled and went back to Lu Qiming.

nAll of a sudden, they heard a rustle.

nLu Qiming panicked and shouted after seeing the item, “Be careful!”

nA light flashed through the air, taking the shape of a sword.

nIt was not aiming at Lin Fan, but Huang Fugui.

nRealizing the attack was coming at him, Huang Fugui became as pale as a sheet of paper. To him, the attack was too fast for him to react.

nOh no.

nToday’s going to be my death day.

n“Younger sister, I won’t be able to see you get married.” Huang Fugui shut his eyes in despair.

nZhang Long and the rest were panicking too. They never expected someone to ambush them or to choose Huang Fugui, the seriously injured one, as their target.

nHuang Fugui was already waiting for his death.

nThump!

nAll of a sudden, Huang Fugui felt someone holding his shoulder. When he re-opened his eyes, Lin Fan was standing right in front of him.

nAnd the pearly white sword was covered with blood now that it was piercing through Lin Fan.

n“Senior Brother Huang, are you alright?” Lin Fan furrowed his eyebrows as if he was in deep pain.

nThe culprit took the chance to retrieve the sword and left within no time.

nHearing Lin Fan, Huang Fugui’s heart sank. Never would he have dreamt that his Junior Brother Lin would take an attack for him. Not only so, Lin Fan even ask him if he was alright! Am I dreaming?

n“Junior Brother Lin, why…?” Huang Fugui looked at him in disbelief.

nLin Fan was as pale as a sheet of paper. “Senior Brother, you still have your family waiting for you, and your younger sister is waiting for you to attend her wedding! I have no family, I am no one’s concern.”

nTears rolled down Huang Fugui’s cheek. “Junior Brother Lin, I…” He sobbed in regret and anger.

nHuang Fugui was crying.

nHe regretted that he treated Lin Fan badly before. Huang Fugui blamed himself for being a stingy man.

nLu Qiming and the rest were shouting at the culprit in anger too.

nLin Fan watched the masked man run off at the speed of lighting. He picked up his mace without hesitation. “Senior Brother, be at ease. With Lin Fan around. I guarantee you will be safe!”

nBoohoo!

nHuang Fugui watched Lin Fan stand right in front of him, blocking them from the masked man. This made Huang Fugui feel even worse, and clear watery snot sneaked out from his flaring nostrils and his eyes swelled.

nOh no. Lin Fan thought. He might be stronger than the gangster, and I am injured. I need to recalculate my plans.

nBut it’s fine. It’s worth it.

nFurthermore, he has been staring at me, so he should be coming for me.

nLin Fan carried the mace on his shoulders and yelled. “Come after me if you dare!” Lin Fan then ran deeper into the swamp while screaming at his senior brothers. “Senior Brothers, do not take revenge for me….”

nThe masked man followed behind Lin Fan at lightning speed.

n“Junior Brother Lin…!” The group gasped, but there was nothing they could do.

nHuang Fugui watched the skinny figure that was getting smaller. Seeing the blood that flowed out as he went, Huang Fugui dropped to the ground, crying hysterically.

nHe never dreamt that somebody would take an attack for him.

nEspecially for such a reason.

nI have misunderstood Junior Brother Lin!

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