Although Yang Wanwan was thin and weak, she didn't look weak when she pushed the cart. In just a few breaths, Yang Wanwan pushed the cart and disappeared from Lin Fan's sight. She was laughing happily as she pushed.
Lin Fan was sweating profusely. He could only rush towards the direction where Yang Wanwan had run off to.
At this moment, the wandering ghosts seemed to have been attracted by the tofu on Yang Wanwan's handcart and began to speed up their pace towards the two of them.
Yang Wanwan was pushing the cart excitedly while Lin Fan was behind her, his face full of surprise and surprise. Following closely behind them were the hundreds of wandering ghosts that had gone missing that night.
"He's here!"
At this moment, Ninth Uncle and the others had been waiting for a long time five miles west of the Ren family town. When they saw that Lin Fan and Yang Wanwan had lured all the wandering ghosts over, everyone was on guard. They picked up their magic tools and waited for the wandering ghosts to enter the array.
"Wanwan, it's about time. Let's go to the side!”
Seeing that Wan Wan had already lured all the wandering ghosts over and that these ghosts had also entered the Innate Eight Trigrams Formation, Lin Fan stepped forward and pulled Yang Wanwan to the side.
"What are you doing? Catching ghosts is fun! Why are you hiding?"
Yang Wanwan seemed to be very unhappy with Lin Fan, but she still followed him to the side and pouted.
"It's enough for the uncles to catch ghosts here. Listen to me here and don't move. I'll be right back!”
"Oh, alright!"
Although Lin Fan said that, his eyes were fixed on everyone in the Innate Eight Trigrams Formation, especially Shi Jian.
Just as Lin Fan had expected, Shi Jian didn't use his magic tools to deal with the ghosts. Instead, he used his Lightning Fist to deal with them.
For a moment, many ghosts were hit by Shi Jian's Lightning Fist, and many of them were turned into ashes on the spot.
Shi Jian's actions caused the other disciples to be extremely dissatisfied, especially Ninth Uncle. He stepped forward and grabbed Shi Jian, saying loudly,"Eldest Senior Brother, if you use the Thunderbolt Fist to deal with them, they will never be reincarnated!”
"Hmph, are you trying to help these ownerless souls?”Shi Jian didn't care about Ninth Uncle's opinion. He raised his hand and struck another ghost.
"My master has his own rules when he does things. Why do you have to meddle in other people's business?”
Shi Shaojian's injuries had recovered by 70 - 80% thanks to Ninth Uncle's Dew Pills. He had been following Shi Jian all this while. When he saw Ninth Uncle questioning Shi Jian, he immediately stood up and criticized him.
"My uncle is kind and caring, unlike some people who are sanctimonious and shameless!”
At this moment, Lin Fan appeared in front of Shi Shaojian in a flash. He looked at him coldly and disdainfully.
"You!"
When Shi Shaojian saw Lin Fan appear, he remembered the anger he had suffered in the afternoon. He wanted to flare up but he didn't dare to. He could only glare at Lin Fan.
"Oh, Lin Fan, right? Who are you calling a sanctimonious, shameless scum?”
Shi Jian pulled Shi Shaojian behind him and looked at Lin Fan with a faint smile.
Lin Fan could tell that Shi Jian was already filled with killing intent towards him. However, he didn't do anything because there were so many disciples from Mao Mountain present.
"I said turtle bastard! How is it?"
Shi Jian was not kind to Lin Fan, so naturally, Lin Fan would not give him any face. This sentence caused a huge commotion between the two of them. Even Ninth Uncle didn't expect his nephew to be so bold.
"Lin Fan!"
Just as Ninth Uncle was about to speak, he was stopped by Lin Fan.
"Uncle, some people are riding on our necks and shitting. Don't blindly tolerate them!”Lin Fan then looked at Shi Jian and smiled,""Senior Martial Uncle Su Wen's Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist is extremely overbearing. Martial Nephew is not talented, Junior is not talented, I want to see it!”
"Oh?" Hearing Lin Fan's words, Shi Jian's eyes narrowed into slits. He looked at Lin Fan like he was looking at a monster.
"Brat, I never leave anyone alive under my Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist.”
"Oh? If that junior survived, wouldn't he be blessed with great fortune!”
At this moment, Ninth Uncle and Qiu Shengwen were standing at the side, watching the battle that was about to erupt. They wanted to stop it, but they could not.
Even though he knew that Lin Fan's control over lightning was incredible, he could not help but break out in a cold sweat.
"Ha, Lin Fengjiao! Since your nephew is courting death, then don't blame me for not thinking about the feelings of being from the same sect!”
Then, Shi Jian roared out. A bolt of lightning descended from the sky and landed on his palms. His fists shone brightly and two silver snakes as thick as cups shot towards Lin Fan.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, a wave of sand flew past. Shi Jian looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but smile.
"The Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist is really trash! Watch me, Ten Thousand Thunder Strikes!"
Suddenly, Lin Fan's mocking laughter could be heard from the sand. Hundreds of bolts of lightning as thick as a bowl descended from the sky, creating a five to six meter deep crater in front of Shi Jian. Strands of fire and heat were flowing out of the crater.
"How is this possible!"
Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian's eyes widened in disbelief.
Ninth Uncle's other Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers were also shocked. Even those wandering ghosts were shocked by Lin Fan's domineering move and knelt on the ground without daring to resist.
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