Chapter 262 Strong Crush, See You Five Years Later [Please Read]

At the same time as the roar fell, Lei Qian was like an angry beast, rumbling towards Lin Fan.

Such fierce killing intent made people's hearts tremble.

Facing Lei Qian's attack, Lin Fan looked calm, his hand seals changed, and the void behind him cracked open, and a looming shadow penetrated time and space and appeared in the world.

"The Great Desolate Prisoner of Heaven's Hand!"

An ancient giant hand suddenly emerged from the sky, carrying the rolling waves, blasting the air with one palm, and swatted away at Lei Qian.

Bang!

A dull sound sounded, and Lei Qian's charging figure was severely slapped to the ground.

Boom!

Suddenly, terrifying cracks appeared on the ground, spreading in all directions!

As for Lei Qian, he was like a puddle of mud, paralyzed on the ground, his face was pale, blood spurted from his mouth, and his breath was extremely depressed!

At the same time, Lin Fan opened his palm. In his palm, an emerald green hairpin was lying quietly. The light blooming slightly seemed to be mocking...

Seeing the shocking change in the field, everyone around them opened their mouths slightly involuntarily.

Those Yuanmen disciples stared with horror and disbelief like people drowning!

How is this possible?

That's the Little Thunder King Lei Qian!

Lin Fan not only snatched the hairpin from his hand, but also beat Lei Qian like a dead dog with one palm!

This is too unbelievable!

A gentle breeze blew across the field, picking up a wisp of dust and then drifting away, leaving behind a group of stunned people.

What I originally thought would be a wonderful encounter ended in such a shocking scene!

"Pay the money!" Lin Fan played with the hairpin in his hand, looked at the position of the Yuanmen disciples, and smiled lightly.

His voice spread slowly, making the area become increasingly silent.

"puff!"

Lei Qian, who was already extremely weak, was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

In the attic in the distance, the alluring woman with a cold temperament had a hint of shock in her lake-like eyes at this moment.

Especially for someone like her who knew the details of Lin Fan, the shock was undoubtedly more intense.

Who would have thought that that young man who was just a member of a low-level dynasty clan could reach this stage today...

Aya Qingzhu bit her lip lightly, and after a moment, even with her cold personality, she couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, the lake-like state of mind at this time had been disrupted by the familiar figure that appeared in front of him again.

The number of times this kind of thing happened to her was really rare, especially because of the same man!

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Pay it forward!

When Lin Fan's faint laughter spread in the dead silence area, everyone's expressions became brighter.

And when they saw Lei Qian was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out, their expressions became even more wonderful.

"Are you pretending to be dead to avoid debt?" Lin Fan sneered, then looked at Jiang Tao and said calmly, "You pay for Lei Qian, is that okay?"

Jiang Tao couldn't help but feel a deep chill in his heart as Lin Fan stared at him.

Thinking of Lei Qian's fate, Jiang Tao's expression changed for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I paid this money for Senior Brother Lei Qian."

Immediately, Jiang Tao turned to the middle-aged man in gray clothes who was shrouded in light on the bluestone, threw out a Qiankun bag, and said: "Here are three million Nirvana Pills!"

The middle-aged man in gray clothes was the owner of the hairpin spiritual treasure, and he had also watched the fight between Lin Fan and Lei Qian with great interest.

"Not enough. The price of this hairpin is six million nirvana pills."

The middle-aged man in gray clothes reached out to take the Qiankun bag and said with a smile. "Fart, when you negotiated the price with her just now, it was only three million Nirvana Pills!" Jiang Tao shouted angrily when he heard this.

The middle-aged man in gray glanced at him lazily and said calmly: "Now it's six million."

"you!"

Jiang Tao was so angry that the middle-aged man in gray was livid, but he did not burst out in the end. With a shake of his palm, he threw out a Qiankun bag again, and with a violent force, he shot at the middle-aged man in gray. .

Faced with Jiang Tao's move, the middle-aged man in gray smiled faintly, casually lost his violent energy, and firmly caught the Qiankun Bag.

"Well, thank you very much." After sweeping the Qiankun bag in his hand, the middle-aged man said with a faint smile.

"Take Senior Brother Lei Qian and let's go!"

Jiang Tao glanced deeply in the direction of Lin Fan and the Dao Sect disciples. Without saying anything harsh, he waved his hand and gave instructions to the Yuan Sect disciples.

Soon, the group of people squeezed through the crowd with gloomy faces and quickly left, but the backs of the group looked a bit gloomy.

"Senior Brother Lin Fan is mighty!"

As the Yuanmen disciples left in dejection, bursts of cheers suddenly erupted among the Dao Sect disciples.

The Dao Sect and the Yuan Clan have had countless conflicts, both large and small, but they have rarely been able to gain the upper hand. This time, Lin Fan crushed Lei Qian, which made them happy.

Lin Fan smiled, then turned around, threw the green hairpin in his hand to Ying Huanhuan, and said, "Here, I'll treat it as a gift for you."

Ying Huanhuan carefully took the hairpin, her cheeks were slightly red, and then she raised her head and smiled sweetly at Lin Fan. Her well-behaved look was in sharp contrast to her previous coquettishness.

"What a powerful method...you are hiding it quite well." Wang Yan came closer, with some surprise and rare excitement in his voice.

Lin Fan smiled and shook his head. His mind suddenly moved, and then he raised his sight slightly and looked at the top of the attic in the distance.

Then, the cold and arrogant figure in white clothes and skirt appeared in his sight.

The two eyes, separated by some distance, finally collided and intertwined in mid-air.

At that moment, the bodies of both of them were obviously stiff, and a complex and indescribable emotion surged into their hearts.

Lin Fan's actions were also noticed by Ying Xiaoxiao and others, and then they followed the sight. When they saw the cold figure, their faces changed slightly.

"It's Ling Qingzhu from Jiutian Taiqing Palace. She is the leader of this sect competition..."

Wang Yan said softly. When he looked at the beautiful figure, even with his somewhat numb state of mind, he was shaken.

"This woman is really a bit of a demon. I wonder how many geniuses from super sects in the East Xuan Domain have been obsessed with her..."

Wang Yan smacked his lips and suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was a bit wrong. Then, there seemed to be a lot of uproar spreading.

Then, he raised his head and saw that the figure in white clothes, as white as snow, suddenly swept down from the pavilion.

Then, under the convergence of those eyes, it slowly fell in front of Lin Fan.

The cheers of the disciples of Dao Sect also stopped at this moment, and they looked at the most famous woman among the younger generation of the East Xuan Domain with a look of astonishment.

In those eyes, Ling Qingzhu stood in front of Lin Fan, and her cold eyes stared at Lin Fan quietly.

This scene made the atmosphere become weird again.

And in that weird atmosphere, Lin Fan smiled slightly, then stretched out a palm to Ling Qingzhu, and a clear voice also spread leisurely at this moment.

"Meet Lin Fan from the Great Yan Dynasty."