The super son-in-law of the female president

At this time, Qin Fan inadvertently revealed a smile.

When the old version of Qin Fan saw the smile on Qin Fan's face, his face immediately changed.

"You! Why are you laughing!"

Qin Fan shook his head, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why, don't people laugh when people are about to die?"

"However, I guess you won't be able to end the battle in 2 minutes!"

The old version of Qin Fan said angrily: "Fart, don't I know your tricks? I already knew exactly what kind of ink is in your stomach, you bravado."

"Don't forget, I am you, and you are me!"

Saying that, the old version of Qin Fan didn't say a word, and shouted directly: "Taoism·Space Cage!"

A few big trees slanted on the ground appeared out of thin air, and they flew upside down from the place ghostly. The trunk and branches were twisted by strange force, and quickly wrapped Qin Fan who was suspended in the air and hadn't landed yet.

Seeing this, the old man clapped his hands suddenly, poked with both hands, pointed to the big tree ball in the air, and made a movement of squeezing and pressing hard.

"Sleepy!"

Qin Fan, who was wrapped in trees, showed his head at this moment, and his whole body was tightly blocked by wood, making him unable to move at all.

Qin Fan was taken aback for a moment, but before he could recover, he was wondering why several big trees with crooked necks appeared out of thin air.

I heard the old version of Qin Fan continue to release his big move: "Taoism Wuxiang Strong Fist!"

With a wave of his big arm, a giant fist of nothingness appeared out of thin air, rushing towards Qin Fan like a big bear.

Qin Fan, who was trapped in the same place, naturally had a shocked expression on his face when he saw the situation.

"Damn it! If it were me, making a move would be a killer move, and it would never be muddled!"

Qin Fan also let out a loud shout. Although his body was imprisoned by the opponent's space cage, it was not Qin Fan's style to sit and wait for death like this.

Since the spiritual power cannot be mobilized, Qin Fan can only use the strength of eating/milking to activate all the power of divine consciousness!
boom!
With a loud bang, Qin Fan abruptly accepted the old version of Qin Fan's Wuxiang Punch!

Suddenly a mouthful of bright red blood spattered.

Qin Fan was beaten to the point of disfigurement. If it weren't for the blessing of the colorful armor, he would have died long ago and couldn't die anymore.

However, after receiving this punch solidly, the spatial cage that originally restrained Qin Fan's body also disappeared without a trace.

Without further ado, Qin Fan opened the small bottle that he had held in his hand a long time ago, and swallowed the red red pill in one gulp.

If it was placed before, he would not dare to take it.

But the old version of Qin Fan has already verified it for him, and he has no worries at the moment.

The red red pill melts in the mouth, goes straight to the abdomen along the saliva, and after being absorbed by the stomach, it flows instantly to the meridians of the whole body along with the blood.

Suddenly, Qin Fan felt that his energy was bursting, faintly, his cultivation had directly impacted the realm of Ning Jing's late stage, and it seemed that he was only one step away from breaking the mirror.

"Fuck, is this big tonic pill so nourishing? If I knew it, I would have swallowed it earlier!"

Seeing that Qin Fan also swallowed the red red pill, the old version of Qin Fan frowned slightly, and his face instantly became ugly.

"Hehe, I forgot about this incident, it doesn't look too good!"

"Taoism·Destruction of Heaven and Earth!"

A few simple words, spoken as if they weigh a thousand catties, are transmitted to people's ears, and there is a feeling of turmoil in the mind.

After listening to these words, Guan knew that the power was absolutely extraordinary.

It must be awesome, awesome to invincible existence.

Qin Fan had learned this move before when he encountered the enemy, but he completely forgot how to resolve it at that time.

For a time, the situation of the world changed.

The old version of Qin Fan laughed, "Do you still have an impression of this move? Let's see how you resolve it this time!"

After finishing speaking, with a setback of both hands, a stick was conjured out of thin air, just like Monkey King's Ruyi Golden Cudgel, with a pinch, it became bigger in an instant, and a ball of flame exploded, turning into a blazing stick.

The volley attack came, and in an instant, the entire sky above Qin Fan and the others was covered in fiery red.

The original blue sky and white clouds suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Qin Fan cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, what's wrong with you learning these weird moves!"

Huoshaoyun rolled over the head, condensed, and kept turning, and then turned into a flaming bergamot, attacking from the air.

The old version of Qin Fan looked at Qin Fan coldly, "Stop struggling, isn't it different when you and I go out?"

Qin Fan took a big step forward, snorted coldly, and said puzzledly: "Since they are the same, then, am I not younger than you? Don't you know that opportunities are given to young people!"

The old version of Qin Fan spit out, "As long as the game is broken, I will regain my youthful body after I get out. Who cares about this unbearable past!"

"Such a strong Taoism, I don't know if I can stand it!"

Seeing that the Fire Cloud Palm had fallen, Qin Fan had no choice but to stretch out his fist under the tremendous pressure, and used his strongest punch.

"If I remember correctly, the move I used to break the game was called Paiyunzhang!"

"Since you are turned into a palm by clouds, then I will make a cloud-dispelling palm for you! Although it is just an ordinary palm, I gave it this name because it is popular!"

The old version of Qin Fan scolded angrily: "Fart, I don't care what name you name your moves. I didn't ask, so don't take the initiative to explain. I hate it when someone pushes me in front of me, even if it's the younger version of me. That's not OK!"

One punch, one palm, they collided heavily, and suddenly three waves of air collided. The next second, everyone was stunned, and saw the flaming bergamot directly disintegrated, as if the ice had met the scorching sun and completely melted.

Seeing this, the old version of Qin Fan yelled, "What the hell are you punching, what kind of palm are you calling!"

Although the flaming bergamot was pierced by Qin Fan's iron fist, the heat wave of the sun's flames instantly enveloped Qin Fan.

Qin Fan also cursed and responded: "I can call you whatever I want! It's not the first day you know who you are!"

"Sometimes, even I feel that I am long-winded, what do you think!"

kill!

The old version of Qin Fan has such a good memory, he has been banned here for more than 40 years, who will remember those things so clearly.

"Taoism·Divine Fist!"

With a punch and bombardment, Qin Fan caught it, and the old version of Qin Fan kicked his legs again and again, even directly fighting in close quarters, flying sand and flying stones for a while, and the hot light in the void was directly squeezed away by his fierce attack moves. Sen Leng's murderous intent made people feel creepy, Qin Fan flitted back and retreated, and the five-color armor also emitted a faint light.

Obviously, for such a fierce battle, for Qin Fan, he had to exhaust all the strength in his body to join the battle. Even if he knocked the red red pill, it was obviously quite strenuous.

It seems that the next second can't hold it!