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Chapter 127(2/2)

When Yang Fan used his power in his palm, he could see a ray of green air flow, as gentle as a breeze, as if it did not have much lethality.

Yang Fan also understood that the advantage of the Xianhong Art lies not in attack, but in terms of power, it is not as good as the Nine Nether Demonic Art.

On the second day after he was in seclusion and consolidated his cultivation, Lin Zhong suddenly hurried over to find him.

"What's the matter?"

Yang Fan did not go into deep seclusion, consolidated his cultivation and immediately discovered Lin Zhong's arrival.

"Young Master Yang Lei is here..." Lin Zhong said immediately.

"What are he here to do?" Yang Fan frowned: "If it's not a very important thing, I'll talk about it after I come out of seclusion."

"No... it seems that there is another second-generation elder from Yangjiabao, but I didn't recognize it."

Lin Zhong replied.

"Second generation elder?" Yang Fan felt a stern in his heart, and hurriedly stood up and said to himself: "Is it him..."

"I'll go now."

Yang Fan went out of seclusion and walked to the clinic. The place where he was in seclusion was at home.

Yang Fan is naturally very familiar with the second generation elders of Yangjiabao.

And he knew very well that these second-generation elders were basically over forty years old, and their cultivation was at least over the middle stage of concentration.

Since Yangjiabao sent second-generation elders to come, it can be seen how much he attached to Yang Fan.
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