The ice field is vast and vast, and Luo An stands proudly on the ice field.

He performed the 36 stances of Zhou's body one by one. The body moves like flowing water, the muscles in his body tremble rhythmically, the true power in his body runs according to the cycle of heaven, and the body meridians are thorough.

The more he practiced the Thirty-Six Body Statues, the more he gained insights. The more he practiced, the stronger his body became, and the heat flow in his body became stronger.

Once that hot current burst out, it will open the monument and crack the stone, which will be extremely powerful.

For the body, the stronger the heat flow, the more comfortable Luo An feels. Even on the cold ice field, Luo An feels that his body is cold and cold, just like the indoors.

After practicing the last pose, Luo An slowly closed his posture and exhaled a breath of turbid air from his chest.

A white air was like a sharp arrow shot out, instantly shooting several feet away. Luo An could clearly see the ice crystals condensed by the water in the airflow.

He completely relaxed, suddenly turned his head and grinned.

There was a short old man standing on the ice field. The old man had already come. He kept staring at Luo An's cultivation without making a sound. Luo An smiled and said hello to the other party.

Luo An is now famous in the Siege Prison. Not only in the Third Prison, no one dared to provoke him in the entire Siege Prison. The ice field outside the Third Prison has almost become his private territory. As long as he is here, other prisoners dare not approach him.

However, Luo An did not regard himself as the boss. His target mentality was no different from before. He was still patient while waiting and accumulating in patience. Every day he lived a life of neither arrogant nor impetuous nor in a timely manner.

"Young man, do you have the idea of ​​breaking away from prison in your heart?" said the short old man slowly.

Luo An glanced at the other party and said, "Prison breaking? No! You are thinking too much, I'm just exercising, I'm not in good health."

"It actually has nothing to do with good health or bad health. No one can go out alive after entering the siege prison. If you are in good health, the more suffering you suffer. If you are not in good health, you can die early and be reincarnated early. In fact, you should be glad that you are not in good health!" The short old man laughed.

Luo An frowned and looked at the other person with a narrow eyes.

Seeing that the old man was not good-looking, Luo An did not pay attention to the other person at first. Now he was staring at the other person carefully, but he felt that the old guy had a strange yin energy on his body.

"Who are you?"

The old man laughed and said, "My name is Qin Lin!"

"Qin Lin? What are you...what are you going to do?" Luo An looked at the other party vigilantly.

Qin Lin smiled even more and said, "I heard that you are the eldest brother in prison now. I have learned some self-cultivation routines since I was a child, and I also want to compete for the eldest brother, so I came to find you."

"Ha!" Luo An smiled, showed off his fair and neat teeth, and said, "Is it just for this matter? Then there is no need to argue, I can't fight you, so you can be the eldest brother in the future!"

It was Qin Lin's turn to be stunned. He thought that Luo An was young and vigorous, and under his all kinds of provocation, he would definitely be furious and furious, so he would set off his posture and have a fight with him.

He never expected that Luo An had a good personality and an unusual prisoner, and he did not care about his provocation at all.

Qin Lin's hands were wrapped in his sleeves and said, "Your name is Luo An, right? Do you know that even if you have a deep background and many relationships, as long as you enter the siege prison, you will definitely not have the chance to go out alive?"

Luo An stared at Qin Lin, nodded, and said, "I know! Are I going out alive, what do you care about?"

"Uh... aren't you afraid of death?" Qin Lin's tone suddenly rose, and his smile had already calmed down.

He felt that his authority had been challenged again and again. He provoked everywhere, Luo An retreated everywhere, he threatened everywhere, and Luo An ignored everywhere.

It's simply outrageous. Does his decent warden need to fix a prisoner, but he still need to make so much effort?

So Qin Lin decided to take action directly and first check Luo An's cultivation.

Luo An stared at Qin Lin and said lightly: "If you want to fight me, there is no need to find so many topics. I can see that you are a master, and I happen to be lonely in prison. I feel very lucky to meet a master like you."

After Luo An finished speaking, his eyes instantly became sharp.

His body jumped up, his legs crossed, and instantly kicked out a "deer-like" chain of eighteen legs.

After he kicked the Golden Dragon to death in the Ice Field last time, these days he practiced his poses and routines every day, and his cultivation level was one step further than before.

In terms of routines, his "pandeer style" and "fuhu style" have been cultivated to the peak level, and his "Plum Blossom style" has also been cultivated to a very high level. It is no exaggeration to say that his cultivation should be infinitely close to the level of the fifth stage of the amateur.

If he can be older in terms of killing, he may be considered a top amateur.

Luo An's legs were very fast, and a brilliant color flashed across Qin Lin's eyes, and his hand wrapped in his sleeve lightly clawed.

As soon as the claw shadow appeared, Luo An's legs felt a pain of heart-corrosive bones. He was shocked and stepped on his feet in a hurry, cleverly changing the routine. However, seeing his body moving forward and retreating like a shadow, Qin Lin's claw took away a trace of blood, and there was no killing with one blow.

Luo An kept retreating, and he looked down at his left leg, the terrifying claw marks on his leg were shocking.

If he had been slower just now, he would probably not be able to save his leg.

As soon as he thought of this, he was secretly awe-inspiring and quickly focused his energy and devoted himself to facing his opponent.

Qin Lin succeeded with one move, and seemed to have a strong sense of confidence. He could not see his hands and figure clearly in the air. Luo An only felt a terrifying pressure sweeping over, and his hair stood up all over his body.

Luo An urged the "Plum Blossom Style" to the limit. His shadow on the ice field was erratic, like a reflection in the water, unpredictable.

However, Qin Lin's cultivation was incredibly high. Luo An could avoid him faster, and his speed was faster.

"Tear Lala! Tear Lala!"

Luo An was repeatedly swept by his ghost claws, either torn apart or hanged a color on his body. Fortunately, Luo An's "Plum Blossom Style" is powerful enough to always avoid the opponent's fatal killing at critical moments. Although he is embarrassed, he has no life worries for the time being.

However, if you continue to fight like this, Luo An will only escape passively and will not last long. In Qin Lin's opinion, Luo An will lose sooner or later.

"Boy, hehe, let me tell you the truth! I am the real boss of this prison! The siege prison has set rules since the day it was born. The old coach didn't dare to disobey it back then. What is the Young Marshal's inner guard? The inner guard can help you, and I can put you in a desperate situation again.

There are prison rules, and I decided the rules here!" Qin Lin said coldly.

Luo An looked dull, and he seemed to have never heard of Qin Lin's words.

Faced with Qin Lin's fierce fighting, Luo An was highly focused and devoted all his energy to dealing with his opponent. How could he have the heart to care about his identity?

He has always been his weakness, and he lacks practical experience in this regard.

Therefore, facing a powerful master like Qin Lin, his disadvantages will be obvious, but his strengths will be obvious. First of all, he has a great understanding. Qin Lin hurts him once with one routine, but it is difficult for him to hurt him twice. In addition, his mind is extremely focused, and his body is completely different from that of ordinary people. He can show incredible potential under extreme concentration.

Qin Lin's moves are getting faster and faster. He has never failed since the day he has mastered his "spiritual ape hand" routine.

This routine is a routine that only true professional cultivators have. In Changning, it is unparalleled.

Luo An was in a very embarrassed state. Although he knew that Qin Lin might be very powerful, the other party's routine was so sharp and his cultivation was beyond his expectations.

The opponent's routine has almost no flaws, and it is impeccable in both offense and defense. Luo An's "Tiger-Fu" has no room for resistance.

But if you just run away, how can you beat him?

"What kind of routine are you?" Luo An suddenly spoke.

When Qin Lin was even more confident, he laughed and said, "My trick is called 'Spiritual Ape Hand', what? Are you not convinced?"

Luo An looked calm, with a hint of praise in his eyes, and said, "The name Ling Yuanshou is very appropriate. I'll try this routine. I hope you can give me more advice!"

After Luo An finished speaking, his hands were wrong, his fingers turned into claws, and instantly the shadow of claws flashed in the air, and he came over to meet Qin Lin's move.

"boom!"

The two sides fought head-on, and they used their claws to claws. Qin Lin felt half of his body numb, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

He quickly changed his moves, but Luo An's routine also changed. Luo An could clearly master the changes of the "spiritual ape hand", which was not inferior to Qin Lin.

"You...where did you learn the spiritual ape hand?" Qin Lin said in surprise.

Luo An said lightly: "Your 'spiritual ape hand' is very powerful. If you use other routines, you can't stop it. The routine is indeed a very profound place in self-cultivation. Today I have gained some experience."

Luo An quickly retreated and widened his distance from Qin Lin. He looked quite embarrassed. His prison clothes were torn to pieces and his claw marks fell on his body.

His face is also very white, and his true qi is consumed too much, so his illness will recur.

Qin Lin did not force him forward. His eyes were staring at Luo An, his face was full of solemnity. For a moment, both sides actually stopped talking.

After a long time, Luo An narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Come again tomorrow?"
Chapter completed!