Beauty's Supreme Expert

He patted Nalan Xiong's shoulder and said in a voice that only the two could hear, "I will handle this matter. The more confident you are, the more afraid you will be of death."    

    

"Of course I wouldn't kill him so quickly. The paralysis was our lesson."    

    

After comforting Nalan Xiong, Lin Fann turned to Zhou Shi and asked, "Patriarch Zhou, your current strength is Peak of Middle Period of Bright Strength, right?"    

    

"Lin Fann, I admit that you are very strong."    

    

Sensing the killing intent in Lin Fann's eyes, Zhou Shi's heart skipped a beat, "If you really dare to make a move on me, you won't get away with it."    

    

"We'll have to try and see if we can get lucky."    

    

Taking two steps towards Zhou Shi, Lin Fann coldly snorted and said, "Didn't you come out of closed door training just to show off your strength? Today, I'll give you a chance to act cool."    

    

The moment he said that, Lin Fann dashed forward.    

    

A raging aura spread out, and two fists aimed at Zhou Shi's head.    

    

Bang.    

    

A dull explosion sounded. Zhou Shi, who was already prepared, went over and blocked Lin Fann's fist.    

    

As the fists collided, a faintly discernible black aura floated out.    

    

As the person in question, Lin Fann did not notice this minuscule phenomenon, and neither did Nalan Xiong and the others, who were bystanders.    

    

"Lin Fann, are you really not afraid of death?"    

    

After the force penetrated his body, Zhou Shi shouted angrily: "Fight to the death, is this really that interesting?"    

    

"I think it's very interesting. Patriarch Zhou, don't let me down."    

    

Smelling the faint stench in the air, Lin Fann frowned: "No matter what, you have to die today."    

    

The fist once again rumbled forward.    

    

No matter if it was strength or speed, a battle between experts was incomparable to ordinary people.    

    

Although Nalan Xiong and the others wanted to help, they couldn't interfere in a battle like this.    

    

"Brother Nalan, why do I feel like Young Master Lin has slowed down?"    

    

After looking for a while, Murong De asked curiously, "It seems that something is holding me back. It should be a very powerful attack, but in the end, it became soft."    

    

"Patriarch Murong, do you smell a stench?"    

    

Nodding, Nalan Xiong sniffed the air and said, "After I inhale this stench into my body, I feel dizzy. I …"    

    

After saying that, Nalan Xiong's expression changed, "Not good, Old Zhou, this thing is poisonous."    

    

"Haha, I only realized it now, it's already too late."    

    

He quickly took two steps back and dodged Lin Fann's attack: "Lin Fann, I didn't want to kill you at first, but unfortunately, you are looking for death and you can't blame me."    

    

Feeling a little dizzy, Lin Fann quickly reached out his hand to cover up his sense of smell: "You know some Southern Witchcraft?"    

    

Lin Fann had experienced this recently.    

    

Looking at Nalan Xiong, Murong De and the others, they were all sitting limply on the ground with green faces, constantly vomiting on the ground.    

    

"Lin Fann, I didn't expect you to understand Southern Wasteland witchcraft."    

    

Looking at Lin Fann who was staggering, Zhou Shi teased, "Since you know Southern Wasteland witchcraft, you should know how powerful the poisonous gas is, right?"    

    

"Old Man Nalan, all of you will undoubtedly die today."    

    

In the battle just now, he had purposely pretended that he was no match for the other party because he wanted to take advantage of this time to expel the poison aura from his body.    

    

During this period of seclusion, other than cultivating his own strength, the most important thing was that he had learned a spell from the Southern Ocean.    

    

Nalan Xiong originally thought that this trick would be used to protect his life, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.