Dozo America

As Maguire said, the storm came suddenly without any warning. ◆●.ww.◆The flat sea rolled up. If Maguire hadn't been very experienced in sailing, then it would have been possible this time.

The boat crashed and everyone died. To be able to survive in such a huge wave really makes people admire Maguire's decisive decision-making.

"After watching it, how do you feel?" Zhen Fan put the memory card Maguire gave him on the TV in the hotel and looked at it. Then he turned to look at Miles and Monip and said, "What about this?"

Do you have any thoughts on the storm?" His expression was much calmer now.

Miles hesitated for a moment and then said immediately: "If it were me, I couldn't do it. In fact, I can control some things, but for the power of nature, I'm just getting started. If I want to do this, unless...

...For someone of your level, Master, there should be no problem."

Zhen Fan nodded and looked at Monip, who shrugged at Zhen Fan. It was possible for him to do it, but he couldn't set off such a huge wave, so he could only shrug.

He shrugged his shoulders and said that it was impossible for him to do such a thing. However, he was still quite interested.

"You are guessing that such a thing must be man-made, not a natural storm." Miles said with a smile, "I think this guess is really correct. ▲●.ww.▼No...no

Guessing is a certainty. It must be man-made."

With a sound of "Pa!", Zhen Fan slapped him on the head, and then shook his head: "I made it so clear just now, this must be man-made. But I can't think of anyone who has such an ability.

, according to my judgment, I have never met such a person. But who... could this person be? Does he have to target my yacht? "

"How about... we find this person?" Miles suggested carefully to Zhen Fan, but he also knew how unreliable this suggestion was. The world is so big, finding a person is like finding a needle in a haystack. Although it can be

Following the traces of energy left behind, but in such a big world, who can know where he will appear next?

Unexpectedly, Zhen Fan nodded and said to Miles: "Of course I have to find this person, and I will find a way. Miles, give me the lost fragment. Let's do it today. Return it.

Yes. From now on, you go to New York and help Mia. I don’t know this person’s next target. I’m here in Los Angeles. But over in New York... I’m a little worried.”

"Okay, I'll go to New York tomorrow. And... what do we need to prepare?" Miles said to Zhen Fan, "I'm afraid... we won't be able to cope with it in the end..." His worry is somewhat justified.

.n∈n∈net, after all, if this storm is true, then Mai

Ers is definitely not his opponent, and although Mia is also very powerful, this person is almost on the same level as Zhen Fan. Together with Bernard Modine who is helping in New York, the three of them working together will be too much.

.Once damage occurs, Zhen Fan will not want to see it.

Those jade pendants carved by Zhen Fan were not enough to see, so Miles asked this question. Zhen Fan also nodded. He pondered for a moment, and suddenly turned his hand over, and a wooden sword appeared out of thin air.

It was in his hand. Then with a flick of his fingers, the wooden sword floated gently, just above Zhen Fan's palm.

An ordinary wooden sword. But Miles knew that it was the magic sword of his master Zhen Fan. This magic sword was very powerful, and he had seen it before. Zhen Fan suddenly formed seals with his hands, and then flipped them over continuously.

Many times, he pointed towards Miles suddenly. The wooden sword suspended in the air suddenly turned into a faint shadow, and then "swish" got into Miles's mind, which scared Miles.

Si jumped and was horrified.

He clearly saw the wooden sword coming towards him, but it suddenly disappeared, as if it had penetrated into his mind, making him unable to avoid it. A pair of hands kept touching his head.

He touched it. As a result, Zhen Fan couldn't help but slap him on the head and said: "Stop touching it, this sword is already in your mind.◆"

"Ah - no, master, how can a sword be hidden in the brain?" Miles said to Zhen Fan with a bitter face, "I don't want this sword to suddenly fly out in the future, and then

My brain was split in half. How about... can you get it out for me?" He said as he looked at the formation with a very flattering look.

"I won't let this sword come out of your head. If you want it to come out, you have to do it yourself." Zhen Fan snorted and waved to Miles.

He hurried over and put his head up. Zhen Fan said something into his ear. Miles smiled happily when he heard it.

After he finished speaking, Zhen Fan said to him: "Try it yourself now. Remember... Only after you and the sword become one spiritually can you wield its power. It is no longer a wooden sword."

It is a spiritual sword. You can let it appear at any time and hide it at any time. It is you, you are it. Wherever your thoughts are, the sword will be there."

"I understand, Master!" Miles nodded happily, and then made a Chinese-style salute to Zhen Fan in a serious and serious manner. Then according to the method taught by Zhen Fan, the wooden sword suddenly

It appeared out of thin air. It appeared just above his palm. With a thought, he let the sword fly towards a glass wine glass on the table.◆

The sword passed through the middle of the cup. There was no piercing sound. The sword seemed to fly past without any hindrance. Then the glass suddenly "dinged" twice and broke into two halves. It was very neat. You could see the one next to it.

Monip was filled with envy. Such a technique was really unheard of, and he couldn't help but look at Zhen Fan with a pleading look.

Zhen Fan shook his head at him and said: "You can't do it. You don't have the Taoist cultivation level like Miles. It's not just energy. You must also master some Taoist cultivation tips and foundations. Otherwise, you can't do it."

At this point, it’s better to practice Taoism honestly first. It took him several years to achieve such an achievement.”

"Yes! Master!" Monip saluted Zhen Fan and stopped speaking. Since the master said this, it must be the master's reason. It is already his blessing that the master is willing to teach him. How could it be possible?

Do you want to ask for more? It is this mentality that makes his mentality always upright and peaceful, without fighting against the world.

Miles was very happy to get this skill. Zhen Fan watched him play with it for a while and said: "If you put a few drops of blood on it at a critical moment, it will make the sword much more powerful."

, it will be of great help to you, so... don't use it until you are in a crisis. It may be your best tool to save your life or kill the enemy, but be careful, once you take it out too early, it will make people

Be vigilant and you will not achieve unexpected results."

"I know, Master!" Miles chuckled, then recited the formula, and with a flash of thought, the sword disappeared out of thin air. Miles smiled and said to Zhen Fan, "I'll get it

The fragments are gone. I'll be back soon." After saying that, he started running as fast as he could. Today he felt that it was his lucky day.

Not long after, Miles took the fragment back. Zhen Fan took the fragment, sat down, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the breath of energy still remaining in it. This kind of thing, for a while, was

It cannot disappear. Zhen Fan feels that this energy breath is very familiar. Although it is very weak, he can basically tell that it comes from energy meteorites.

This can basically make it clear. Someone must have obtained the energy meteorite, and not just one, but multiple pieces, and then continued to increase his energy. Although he cannot use energy meteorites to enhance his energy like Zhen Fan

Taoist cultivation is enough to make good use of it, but it is enough for him to stir up a storm.

Miles and Monip did not dare to disturb Zhen Fan at this time, for fear that he would make a wrong judgment. After waiting for about an hour, Zhen Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be twinkling, but they were very

He shook his head quickly, sighed and said, "After all, I still can't find that person directly, but... I still have other ways."

"What can we do?" Miles and Monip asked almost at the same time.

Zhen Fan did not speak, but smiled slightly, and suddenly stroked the fragment gently. Then the fragment began to become thinner, and slowly became as thick as a piece of paper. Zhen Fan picked up the piece as thin as a piece of paper.

The pieces of paper began to fold. When he folded it, it was as easy as folding a piece of paper, and there was no sign of breaking.

Miles and Monip both looked at Zhen Fan strangely as he folded the fragment in his hands. They were too embarrassed to interrupt and asked, so they could only watch Zhen Fan folding it slowly and slowly like stacking paper.

As they watched, they slowly saw some clues. Zhen Zhenfan seemed to be folding a paper bird.

Yes, this is a paper crane folded by Zhen Fan. But the folded object is not the paper but the fragment. He folds it slowly and carefully, which makes Miles a little excited when he sees it, because every time he folds it,

Once, the bird that was about to take shape became vivid. After Zhen Fan finished folding the paper crane, the paper crane stood up in Zhen Fan's palm. It just looked like a paper crane.

Zhen Fan placed the paper crane on the table, formed a seal with his hands, and then recited the Taoist mantra. Suddenly he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the paper crane. The paper crane got this mouthful of blood,

Suddenly it moved a few times, and then flew away with a "plop" sound.

It got up, and in the process of flying, the paper crane kept changing its shape, and finally became a real bird, flapping its wings, and then suddenly flew out of the window, disappearing like a white light.

In the sky. (To be continued.)

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