1951: C1951 The Good Show Began

C1951 The Good Show Began

Young Master Iron Fan!?0

Seeing the man who had started to walk out, Lin Fann almost couldn't hold back his laughter. F * ck, he dares to add a title to his title these days. If you call yourself Young Master Iron Fan with a fan, then am I supposed to call myself Godly Sword Hero with a fruit knife?

However, although his name was discordant, his strength was indeed extraordinary.

After the Spiritual Sense sensed the wave of energy, its strength was at least equivalent to Late Period of Dark Strength. This also explained why Grandma Feng's expression changed drastically when she met a martial practitioner who was stronger than her.

Grandma Feng did not refute Iron Fan's taunts but chose to remain silent instead. She really did have the ability to shut her up, not to mention that her current condition wasn't good enough to deal with her.

"Why didn't you say anything when you were so full of joy just now?"

Disdainfully snorting with disdain, Iron Fan joked, "A trash like you is worthy enough to come to the ancient tomb to explore. You simply don't know your place."

Satisfied with Grandma Feng's cowering attitude, his gaze returned to the ground. The reason why he had sent out the test just now was because he wanted to find out who exactly that person was.

The atmosphere here was too oppressive. The entire cave seemed to be enveloped by a strong aura. Even if it was him, who had the strength of Late Period of Dark Strength, he still felt uncomfortable under this oppressive aura.

Young Master Iron Fan, how have you been? Do you remember me?

Another loud shout rang out. This time, a burly muscular man walked out from the shadows. His well-built muscles revealed a stripe on his clothes.

With a single glance, he could see that the tall and sturdy figure gave off an invisible pressure.

"Benno, I knew you would come."

Seeing the big guy, Young Master Iron Fan snorted: "You want to get involved in everything, but you're not afraid of death?"

"Haha, Young Master Iron Fan, why are your words so funny?"

Trembling the muscles in his chest, the burly man said with a smile, "When we were dealing with each other in the past, you would have called me Big Bro Nuo."

Puff ~

Lin Fann almost swallowed his saliva as he took a deep breath. F * ck, these two guys definitely have a story. Young Master Iron Fan's performance was very feminine, and his muscle strength was very strong.

Soft and hard, the sparks produced by both of them might be able to fly upwards?

"Bones, don't challenge my endurance limit."

Speaking of these old stories, Young Master Iron Fan closed the fan in his hand and said, "Besides, I'm not done with you. I'll let you have a taste of my power."

"Now is not the time for flirting. Let's see what's going on up ahead."

After teasing Young Master Iron Fan, he gestured to the fluorescent ground in front of him and said, "I can guarantee that there's a treasure here. And this treasure is amazing."

Ka-cha … Ka-cha …

The sound was like glass shattering, and cracks appeared on the floor. The Talisman that was initially stuck on the surface were slowly fading, one by one, they disappeared.

"Who was it that disturbed my king's sleep, who recklessly disturbed my king's dream?"

A loud sound came from the shattered ground, as if it was being smashed into pieces, letting out waves of hoarse sounds. The pain was indescribable, as if something was shooting out from his chest.

Young Master Iron Fan and Bei Nuo looked at each other. Although the voice was hoarse, it was filled with a sense of vicissitudes that made people fear it. When they saw the shattered ground shooting out black gas, the two of them immediately took action.

Tsk tsk tsk, the good show has begun …

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