Chapter 41

He had just entered the Lin Fu as a guard today, and he didn't expect someone to raid the Lin Fu at night. However, he was not surprised but happy. This was a good opportunity for him to perform. As long as he made a great contribution, he wouldn't be afraid that Lin Fan wouldn't guide him, right?

"Thief, die!"

Ye Changyang found that the leading black-clad man was standing on the roof without moving, so he pointed his feet and flew up, preparing to capture the thief first and the king.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" The black-clad man was not panicked at all. He pointed a finger at Ye Changyang's big knife, knocking him and the knife away. His internal energy surged, and he was clearly an Innate martial artist.

Lin Fan was a bit moved, but not afraid, but felt that this finger technique was familiar.

"Who are you? What finger technique did you just use?" Lin Fan asked lightly.

There were more than twenty black-clad men in total, and most of those who took action were Third-Rate martial artists.

Five Second-Rate, three First-Rate, and the Innate leader didn't move, clearly knowing that his martial arts were high, and they intended to besiege him.

"You don't need to know. Go to hell with your questions!" After the leader of the black-clad men finished speaking, he flew towards Lin Fan.

Seeing him take the lead, the other black-clad men also rushed over.

"And you say others overestimate themselves. I think you are the mayfly shaking the big tree, ridiculous and overestimating yourself!"

Lin Fan took out the Ziwei Soft Sword and didn't kill them, but used the Jade Flute Sword Art to pick their hand and foot tendons.

The leader of the black-clad men saw that the situation was not good; he came fast and retreated faster, retreating to the eaves, and then looked at his subordinates wailing on the ground and Lin Fan, who was light and breezy, with a solemn expression.

He secretly rejoiced that he retreated quickly, but was surprised to find that his face towel had been taken off by Lin Fan.

He didn't know that Lin Fan just wanted to figure out who he was. Otherwise, he still wanted to retreat?

"Chen Youliang?" Lin Fan asked thoughtfully.

"You know me?"

The black-clad man was shocked. Clearly, he was the Chen Youliang Lin Fan mentioned.

"I know a little. Are you here to avenge your disciple? That shouldn't be. With your insidious nature, it's impossible to value the teacher-disciple relationship so much. What other purpose do you have?"

Lin Fan threw Chen Youliang's face towel aside and asked curiously.

"That waste, die if he dies. But you shouldn't have taken the property of the Qingzhu Gang. I secretly supported the Qingzhu Gang just to use them to collect money. But you actually destroyed the Qingzhu Gang and took all the money. It simply ruined my great plan."

Chen Youliang didn't expect that after going out for a trip, his waste disciple died, and the Qingzhu Gang he supported was also destroyed.

"So you just used the Phantom Yin Finger? Is the Grandmaster martial artist hiding on the side your master, the Mixed Element Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun?" Lin Fan asked with interest.

"What? How do you know everything?" Chen Youliang almost fell off the eaves in shock.

Cheng Kun no longer hid and appeared from the shadows. He was originally just here to press the finale. After all, Lin Fan defeated the Innate martial artist Shi Huolong during the day, and Chen Youliang was a bit worried, so he invited him over just in case.

He didn't expect Lin Fan not only to know that he was hiding on the side but also to know that he was Chen Youliang's master, which really made him feel complicated.

"Your name is Lin Fan? Don't you understand a truth: the more you know, the faster you die?" Cheng Kun said sinisterly.

"I know, but that doesn't include me!"

"Oh? Do you have anything special? If you think you can sit back and relax with your Grandmaster strength, then you must be thinking too much!"

He also saw Lin Fan's move just now. Although he was surprised that Lin Fan stepped into the Grandmaster realm at a young age, it was precisely because he was young that he could cultivate internal energy to such a realm, and he definitely didn't have time to cultivate martial arts moves, and his combat experience was insufficient. In his opinion, Lin Fan was definitely not his opponent.

"Then you can come and try!" Lin Fan provoked.

"Then I will test your weight!" Cheng Kun didn't talk nonsense, activated the Phantom Yin Finger, and pointed at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stood in place and also stretched out a finger, which was the One Yang Finger. The two fingers met, and Cheng Kun's true qi instantly went wrong. He retreated three steps, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he was injured by Lin Fan's internal organs.

His Phantom Yin Finger was cold and vicious, a bit like the Life and Death Talisman. A cold internal energy attached to the body and would wander in your limbs and bones. Because it was attached and moving, and not a specially restraining internal energy, it was difficult to cure.

However, Lin Fan's One Yang Finger, the finger force was upright and peaceful, intercepting the essence of the vitality of all things in heaven and earth, achieving a trace of yang vitality, combined with Lin Fan's extremely rigid and extremely yang Dragon God Art, it was just the nemesis of Cheng Kun's Phantom Yin Finger. So as soon as they fought, Cheng Kun suffered a big loss.

Cheng Kun's eyes darted, and his figure moved instantly, sweeping directly toward Huang Rong and the other young ladies, clearly intending to capture them to threaten Lin Fan.