Chapter 122: Liao Yong

This person was named Liao Yong, and he was a disciple of the Magic Yin School of the Four Sects of the Demon Sect. Fertility is also lost.
This time he passed by Quancheng, and he wanted to stay here for two days, so he could make up a few by the way, but he didn't expect to encounter the best in the world like Yan Shuimo.
Moreover, through his so many years of experience, he can tell at a glance that Yan Shuimo has never experienced it, and if it is supplemented, it will also greatly enhance his strength.
"Exquisite!" Liao Yong licked his lips and walked towards Yan Shuimo.
Yan Shuimo took Zhou Fan and stepped into the center of the dance floor, dancing with the music.
She has received a good education since she was a child. It can be said that she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, music and dance, plus a few glasses of wine, so she is also very open on the dance floor.
"Ink and wash, let's go back." Zhou Fan looked very distressed in this state of Yan Shui-mo. It was because of herself that she became like this.
If he didn't meet Wen Ting, maybe he would really be with Yan Shuimo, but unfortunately, there is no if in this world.
"Dancing together," Yan Shuimo said loudly.
At this moment, she didn't think about anything, she just wanted to indulge herself once, temporarily forgetting everything about Zhou Fan.
"Oh!" Zhou Fan sighed. He knew that no matter how he persuaded it, it would be useless. The hurt in my heart was not medicated. Maybe after a while, she would forget him.
Of course, this was just his own wishful thinking, and he didn't know if Yan Shuimo would forget him.
"Beautiful lady, can I invite you to do a dance?" At this moment, a handsome man with a beard walked up to Yan Shuimo and smiled slightly.
He is Liao Yong.
"Sorry, she doesn't accept anyone's invitation to dance." Zhou Fan stood in front of Yan Shuimo, looking at Liao Yong warily.
From inside Liao Yong he felt an extreme Yin Qi, this Yin Qi is definitely not something ordinary people can have, that is to say, the man in front of him is very likely a monk!
Spring City is nothing but a small place, the residents are poor, and you can drive around in an hour, so how come there are monks coming?
"Haha...I invite this lady to dance, it's up to you?" Liao Yong sneered, with a cold light in his eyes.
This was a warning, warning Zhou Fan not to be nosy, otherwise he would not know how he died.
"You'd better stay away from him, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." Zhou Fan looked at Liao Yong with an unkind expression, and didn't pay attention to what he said.
"You go away!" Yan Shuimo pushed Zhou Fan away, "I don't need to worry about my business."
She really drank too much now, and she was a little dizzy now, plus enough alcohol stamina, this state might last a long time.
"Have you heard, she let you go!" Liao Yong smiled triumphantly.
However, Zhou Fan didn't pay attention to him, pulling Yan Shuimo, whether she was willing or not, she went outside.
He was worried about leaving her here alone. Besides, this Liao Yong knew at a glance that he was not a good person, and there was no benefit in contacting such a person.
"Want to go, did you go?" Liao Yong grinned. He stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, stepped on his feet, and followed Zhou Fan.
Outside the bar, Zhou Fan pulled Yan Shuimo into the car, but at this time, a figure stood in front of him again, it was Liao Yong.
"Get out of the way!" Zhou Fan said in a deep voice.
"You can get away, keep her here." Liao Yong said with a smile, "The woman I like by the flower bee has not been able to escape the palm of my hand!"
"Zhou...Zhou Fan!" Walking out of the bar, Yan Shuimo was also a little more sober when the cool breeze blew, looking at the man in front of him, he shrank behind Zhou Fan in a little panic.
However, with Zhou Fan here, she felt particularly at ease. She believed that no matter what happened, Zhou Fan would protect her.
"Ink and wash, rest assured, with me, no one can hurt you." Zhou Fan patted Yan Shuimo's palm and said.
"Haha...boy, you don't have a clear picture of the situation right now, this little girl, I am interested, if you don't want to die, hurry up." Liao Yong said coldly.
He didn't want to kill people. Once he killed someone, he might get the attention of that organization.
Therefore, even in the ordinary, he harmed many women, but still did not hurt their lives because of fear of that organization.
He knew that once it caught the attention of that organization, no matter how he used it to reach the sky, he might not escape death.
It is precisely because of this that although Zhou Fan made him angry, he still didn't want to kill him!
"If you want to get out, you get out too!" Zhou Fan stepped out, squeezed his fingers together, and fisted Liao Yong away.
Now that his strength has reached the late stage of the Earth Immortal Realm, the power that can be exploded is more powerful, even if he did not use the powerful Bull Demon Fist, that strength is still not something ordinary people can resist.
"It turns out that you are also a monk." Seeing Zhou Fan's burst of power, Liao Yong was shocked. He didn't expect him to look at him. Zhou Fan was not an ordinary person who could kill at will. He was also a monk. And he is a monk whose cultivation base has reached the realm of earth fairy.
The cultivation base is already comparable to him, but what about it, his name is not for nothing, coupled with the particularity of the exercises he cultivates, it makes him stronger.
He also slapped it with a palm, and a yin wind formed in his palm.
"Illusory eros!"
Yin Feng clings to his palm and slapped Zhou Fan's fist fiercely.
At this moment, he was already murderous!
boom!
The fists intersect, forming a powerful counter-shock force. Under this counter-shock force, the two of them backed a few steps at the same time.
"Hehe...boy, I've caught my phantasmagoria, forgive you for your great ability, and you will definitely die." Liao Yong suppressed the slightly tumbling blood in his body and sneered.
Illusion Yin Bone Erosion Wind is a powerful magic technique of the Illusion Yin Sect. It is condensed by the power of pure Yin. Once it invades the body, it has the power to destroy bones and blood. Zhong gradually died.
"Zhou Fan, are you okay?" Yan Shuimo was shocked after hearing Liao Yong's words. He hurried to Zhou Fan's side and asked concerned.
"I'm fine." Zhou Fan smiled.
"Ha ha... Are you right now? You will turn into a pool of pus and blood later." Liao Yong sneered.
"Really?" Zhou Fan grinned, his smile was extremely cold, and the opponent was a killer move when he shot, and it was completely intended to kill him.
If it hadn't been for his special means, I'm afraid he would really be killed this time.
"Samadhi is really fire, burn!"