Ouyang Lin was not an ordinary person. He immediately realized what Nan Jiacheng was thinking and became extremely cautious.
Just as Nan Jiacheng thought, Ouyang Lin also knew that he was no match for him. After all, this was not the first time they had fought against each other.
As early as the year before last, Nan Jiacheng took the initiative to challenge Ouyang Lin.
The result of that match could be said to be without any suspense. Ouyang Lin could not hold on for even two minutes.
Ouyang Lin has been training hard these years, and Nan Jiacheng has not been idle, so his estimate of five minutes is reasonable.
The people of Nanfu did not agree with Nan Jiacheng's plan. In their eyes, Fang and Lin were at a loss, and there was no suspense at all.
Everyone who had been gearing up for a long time, after Nan Jiacheng gave the order.
Except for the two thugs who were designated to execute the order, the others rushed towards Fang Lin like wolves and tigers.
It was at this moment that Nan Jiacheng was waiting. After a disdainful sneer flashed across his lips, his fist suddenly appeared. In an instant, his fat figure was as agile as a flying swallow, and he flew straight towards Ouyang Lin with lightning speed.
Even though he knew he was not his opponent, in order to buy time for Fang Lin, Ouyang Lin didn't hesitate at all and attacked him like lightning.
"Your opponent is me."
Just when the two fists were about to clash, Nan Jiacheng suddenly felt a sharp cold wind blowing across his face like a sharp blade, and Fang Lin's voice also entered his ears.
Wasn't he trapped by more than twenty warriors?
How could it appear behind him?
In an instant, Nan Jiacheng was so shocked that he broke out in cold sweat. He could no longer imagine how fast Fang Lin was.
Even more than twenty yellow-level warriors couldn't stop him.
In fact, the Nanfu boys were even more confused at this time. It was obvious that everyone's fists should hit Fang Lin, who had not moved at all.
But in the blink of an eye, no one could be seen anymore, and almost everyone who was eager to make a contribution attacked with all their strength.
After realizing something was wrong, I subconsciously wanted to stop, but where was it too late?
Waves of wailing and screaming were heard from behind, and almost all the thugs' fists fell on their companions.
They were almost at the same level, but in an instant they all fell to the ground crying like ghosts.
However, at this time, Nan Jiacheng could no longer care about so much. He knew that he could never be the combined opponent of Fang Lin and Ouyang Lin.
Feeling nervous in his heart, he quickly turned sideways and wanted to escape from here.
"It's too late to escape now."
Although Nan Jiacheng is a peak Xuan-level expert, in Fang Lin's eyes, all his movements are too slow.
So when his body changed slightly, Fang Lin already knew his thoughts and route of escaping completely.
He raised his right foot slightly, and the moment Nan Jiacheng turned around, he kicked him hard on the jaw without any warning.
"Ah..." A force of gravity hit his jaw, causing Nan's double rows of teeth to slam together.
Only a scream was heard, and at the moment the whole person flew out, the three front teeth drew a blood bridge in the air with blood.
Instant kill?
How is this possible?
This is definitely a dream.
At this time, Nan Jiacheng was completely dumbfounded, and there was only confusion in his mind.
But the heartbreaking pain forced him to face reality.
"Damn it, come to Nanfu's territory to run wild and seek death."
At this time, Fang Lin was facing away from the second floor, and the fighting here had already attracted other thugs in the club.
An angry curse came from the second floor, and in an instant, more than thirty men in black fell from the sky, holding a knife and slashing at Fang Lin's head.
Ouyang Lin never expected that there would be so many warriors in a club in Nanfu, and many of them were gathering from all directions upstairs, at least there were more than two hundred people.
"Mr. Fang, be careful."
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Ouyang Lin didn't know which side to deal with for a while.
During the fight, he suddenly saw that Fang Lin was in danger, so he quickly shouted anxiously.
Seeing that Fang Lin was about to die under the gleaming sword, Ouyang Lin suddenly became anxious.
With a roar, he directly broke a person's wall, snatched the short blade from his hand, and threw it towards the thug closest to Fang Lin.
The screams once again broke the silence, but there were too many thugs from the Zhu family, and Ouyang Lin was already entangled again. Even with three heads and six arms, he had no way to save himself.
Blades came from all directions, but Fang Lin just sneered with disdain and stood motionless as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that the knife was about to take off Fang Lin's head without any suspense, the thugs instantly felt happy.
But before the smiles could even cover their faces, they were completely dumbfounded again.
Suddenly, everyone's blades were suspended in mid-air as if they were possessed by an evil spirit. Before they could even take a closer look, a huge force came over them like an overwhelming force.
More than thirty thugs were all thrown away like kites with broken strings.
"This... this guy is... a heaven-level warrior, right?
Withdraw...withdraw quickly."
After a loud crackling noise, the first floor of the Landai Club had already been smashed into a mess.
But the thugs who came back to their senses could not care so much. They only heard a heartbreaking scream, and instantly everyone fled in all directions like a pack of frightened rats.
Everyone in the club was paying attention to the fight on the first floor. Seeing Fang Lin winning, how could anyone dare to stay?
He hurriedly ran away like a bereaved dog, only hating his parents for giving him two legs.
"Young Master Fang is so skillful!"
Before he could take the next step, suddenly a crisp sound of applause slowly came from outside the club.
I saw a middle-aged man with fine features and similar age to myself slowly walking towards me.
As soon as he saw this person, Fang Lin was immediately startled.
It wasn't because of his calm demeanor, but because Fang Lin could clearly feel the sinister aura from him.
Moreover, there was still a faint black energy lingering around the man, but it had no intention of harming him.
And obviously, this is not some evil spirit, but a real person.
From this, Fang Lin can be sure that this person must have practiced some evil method, and his level has reached the early stage of foundation building.
At first reaction, Fang Lin was sure that the evil aura he had been looking for for a long time finally appeared. This person must have an inseparable relationship with the Fuxi God Clan.
As soon as the man appeared, the panicked people were immediately relieved and returned to normal.
Obviously, this guy's status must be high.
"Who are you?"
Fang Lin said curiously.
"Young Master of Nan Mansion, Nan Tianren.
I think Mr. Fang should be familiar with this name, right?"
With a very clean and beautiful smile, Nan Tianren said softly like he was mumbling to himself.
