Chapter 1315

Fang Lin turned around and looked at the old man in red indifferently. The latter smiled and hugged Fang Lin slightly.

"When did the people of Yinsha hall care about their companions?" Fang Lin said sarcastically.

The old man in red smiled and said, "I always cherish my companions and won't easily abandon them."

Fang Lin showed a more obvious sneer: "it's not because that person is still valuable to you and doesn't want him to die easily, or because you are afraid that he will reveal the secret of Yinsha hall, so you should find him and dispose of him."

The old man in red was not angry after hearing these words, but shook his head helplessly.

"Fang Lin Xiaoyou seems to have a deep prejudice against the people in our Yinsha hall. So it seems that whatever I say about my little friend will be misunderstood by my little friend. I just hope that my little friend will tell me where my companion went, or did he fall into the hands of my little friend?" The old man in red said with sincerity.

Fang Lin laughed, didn't answer the old man in red, and looked at Yin Wuyan on the other side who hadn't talked much.

"What about you? What's your purpose?" Fang Lin asked.

Yin Wuyan casually said, "of course it's to kill you. You bullied me so much before, and I'll get it back anyway."

Fang Lin gave a sound, looked up and down at Yin Wuyan, and said with a smile, "just because you still want to kill me? Forget that you almost died in my hands before?"

Yin Wuyan curled his lips: "you just rely on that puppet. You can't win. If you rely on your real skills, I can certainly win you."

"You're really confident, but it's a pity that confident people often die earlier than the price." Fang Lin said, and his tone showed his intention to kill.

"It's not necessarily. An old monk of Buddhism has calculated my life. He said I have a long life." Yin Wuyan said seriously.

Fang Lin snorted, "fate is determined by heaven, but it is in your own hands. You want to die yourself. No matter how many longevity yuan God gives you, it is useless."

"You can't kill me." Yin Wuyan looked at Fang Lin calmly.

"Xiaoyou, my companion should have fallen into your hands. I hope Xiaoyou will hand him over." The old man in red also said.

"Give your grandmother a leg! If you want to fight, don't fight, get out of here, what nonsense?" Fang Lin suddenly cursed.

The old man in red didn't look angry, but shook his head: "since you have such an attitude, I have to offend you. Although I don't like killing people, I'm also a killer after all. I can't help myself."

As soon as the words fell, the old man in red saw the snake head crutch in his hand facing Fang Lin a little farther away, and a dark snake shadow appeared from the crutch and roared towards Fang Lin.

Fang Lin didn't fight hard with the old man, because the other party was the strong one in Lingyuan realm, and was definitely stronger than the thin man.

Such a master, Fang Lin is sure to fight hard.

The magic puppet appeared and blocked Fang Lin's body. The black snake shadow hit, making a chilling neighing sound, and slammed into the magic puppet.

Boom~~

With a loud bang, the black snake suddenly collapsed and scattered, while the magic puppet was intact, and even a trace was not left on his tough magic body.

Seeing the appearance of the puppet, the old man in red flashed his eyes and nodded repeatedly: "what a dragon demon! It's really lucky for you to get such a puppet."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Fang Lin sneered, and the magic puppet went directly towards the old man in red under his command.

In a flash, the magic puppet was very fast, and came to the old man in red, and his fiercer fist smashed directly at the old man in red.

The old man in red didn't have the time and opportunity to dodge. The magic puppet shot too fast. If he were the top master in the world, he might not be able to avoid the attack of the magic puppet, let alone the strength of the old man in red was much worse than the top masters of the nine countries.

The magic puppet hit the old man in red with a punch. It was really a solid blow, but there was no sound of hitting the body.

I saw that the fist of the magic puppet was actually passed through the body of the old man in red, just like a remnant shadow. There was no body, just an illusion.

But Fang Lin saw clearly that the old man in red didn't dodge the punch of the magic puppet in such a short moment, but the fist of the magic puppet hit the old man in red. At the moment, the old man in red's body fluctuated slightly, and became an illusory existence like a remnant.

The magic puppet failed with one punch, and several punches came out in succession, but they couldn't hurt the old man in red at all. They were all avoided by him in such a strange way.

Fang Lin frowned. The old guy really had some skills and was worthy of being a member of the Youming, the most elite killer of the Yinsha hall.

"The skill that this guy cultivates is somewhat special. His skill body can be temporarily weakened, but there are some ways. It is a kind of skill body that is rare in price comparison." The old mummy said, with a little surprise.

When Fang Lin heard the words, he also understood that it was because the old man in red cultivated special skills that he created such a unique skill.

"Boy, there are always two sides. Although this person's skill is powerful, he can use illusory ways to avoid attacks, but it seems that he also has to pay a high price." The old mummy said.

Fang Lin asked, "what price will it pay?"

"This person's bone age is only four or five hundred years old, but he is already depressed and his vitality is weak, which is not very appropriate. Lingyuan warrior can live for thousands of years under normal circumstances. So it seems that he is already consuming his life yuan, so that he can make his own skills play like this." The old mummy said, and in a word, it revealed the defects of the old man in red's unique skill body.

"I see." Fang Lin nodded. Now that he knew that the old man in red had defects in his skill body, he didn't have to worry too much. I think that the old man in red can't always use his skill body recklessly, otherwise, he would have exhausted his life and died.

"Where are you looking?" Yin Wuyan's voice suddenly sounded, but he had quietly come behind Fang Lin and kicked Fang Lin's head with one foot.

Confucian foot in heaven!

Fang Lin reacted very quickly. The Kirin fist came out with a bang, and the fists and feet collided. The internal strength of the two people also surged with each other and retreated respectively.

Fang Lin felt a tingle in his arms. The power of the Confucian sect to step on the foot of heaven was as strong as ever, and Fang Lin's hurried Kirin fist was difficult to compete with it.

Yin Wuyan beat back Fang Lin with one foot, which was unforgiving. With a leap in body shape, his hands came out together, and the noble spirit of Confucianism condensed on his hands.

"Afraid you won't?" Fang Lin gave a low cry, and his internal strength gushed out, which was also a double slap.

PS: second change