smash the world

Seeing that Long Yixiao felt helpless holding the child, Yi Fan was afraid that he would talk nonsense again, so he gave him a blank look and said, "Look at the child, don't talk nonsense with me."

"I..." Long Yi hesitated to speak with a smile, he was used to hypocrisy as a businessman, and he was not like this before when he was not a shopkeeper.

Yi Fan called out [Zhong Gang], held two swords in his hand, suddenly turned his head to look at Long Yi with a smile, and asked, "By the way, do you know where Yan Tieying is?"

Long Yixiao didn't dare to be negligent, nodded and said: "I see him and our head of the family are going all the way to North Street."

Finally got a decent answer, Yi Fan nodded, stared at the scarred man, and asked, "But really?"

"So what if it's true? So what if it's not?" In the style of a hermit army, the scarred man raised his chin and looked down on Yi Fan.

Yi Fan's eyes were flat, he waved his hands, and smiled at Long Yi: "Okay, it's none of your business here, let's take the child and go."

It is obvious that Yi Fan wants to fight against the scarred man alone, but there is a big gap between a low-level metamorphosis and a third-level power, how can Long Yixiao feel at ease?

Hearing this, the man with the scar couldn't hide his smile: "Long Yixiao, it's useless for you to go, so don't waste your time, otherwise you can go up together."

As soon as the words fell, Yi Fan threw out [Zhong Gang], his whole body turned into a mad dragon, and the green sword burst into dazzling light, aiming at the big man's heart with a sword.

The scarred man gave a disdainful smile, and swung his big knife away easily. There was a sound of 'clang', and the sword faced each other. Yi Fan took advantage of the situation and threw the [木杺] into the sky again. At this moment, the big man suddenly moved, and his strength was obviously far superior Yi Fan, however, bounced and retreated.

A huge pitch-black sword fell headlong, and Yi Fan kicked the sword, using his strength to strike upwards. The big man was caught off guard, and sparks burst out from the wall of divine breath, making a piercing cutting sound.

kara~~

The big man with the scar was startled. Fortunately, the strengths of the two sides were far apart. Otherwise, he would never be able to avoid this blow. Yi Fan held on tightly.

After the upward slash, there was a horizontal slash. Just as the big man was about to counterattack, a green long sword fell from the sky, and the big man immediately gave up the attack and dodged.

However, Yi Fan didn't throw his sword this time. He held two swords and whipped wildly. Attacks are obviously strenuous.

The big man with the scar was astonished, his contemptuous attitude gradually began to take it seriously, and then turned into a deep unwillingness, he thought: "What kind of swordsmanship is this? How can a mere mortal have such a martial skill?"

On the side, Long Yixiao still hadn't left, coaxing the child to watch the play, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart: "If you don't go through a lot of practice, you can't be so smooth. The two swords complement each other, it's like facing two enemies. Although it's not fast, But it was unexpected, and the moves were spicy and domineering, but it's a pity that the strength is a little weaker."

oh oh oh...

After the three swords hit one point in a row, Yi Fan circled around and hit a point with the head of the sword. There was a crack on the wall of the divine breath, and the man with the scar was surprised when he saw it. The speed is healing.

After a series of blows, Yi Fan finally had a chance of winning, of course he would not let go of this opportunity: "Break!" He thrust out a sword and shouted violently.

The divine breath wall of the third level of life is extraordinary, even after being attacked several times, it is still as strong as steel.

"Break it for me."

Suddenly there was a 'click', and the tip of the sword didn't penetrate an inch, and the man with the scar gritted his teeth fiercely: "Even if you break the wall of my divine breath, you are still going to die." As he said, he slashed out quickly.

After a long time of hard work, there was finally some effect. Yi Fan was overjoyed, but he was also careless, and took a stab at the big man.

After chopping and flying out, Yi Fan spurted three mouthfuls of blood, fell to the ground in pain, subconsciously wiped his chest, and found that it was dry, and his clothes were not damaged at all.

Long Yixiao was well-informed, and he knew that the dress was a treasure at a glance.

The man with the scar had thought that Yi Fan was going to die now, but he didn't expect that the other party only spurted blood, and didn't die on the spot. How could it be possible for a first-level metamorphosis?The big man asked himself, but just now he didn't hold back.

Yi Fan was greatly surprised, feeling that his body was indeed injured, but it was not a knife wound. Thinking about it carefully, Yi Fan burst out laughing inexplicably. It seems that the transparent silk dress is really not an ordinary thing. The received attack turns into a shock.

In this way, being cut with a knife has the same meaning as being beaten with a stick. Although it hurts and hurts, getting a stick is much better than getting a knife. At least there will be no bleeding, and naturally there is no worry of blood loss.

Yi Fan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with more self-confidence, he said to the scarred man: "Just now you gave someone a choice, now I bet you that if Yan Tieying is willing to cut off his arm for you, I will spare your life. If he doesn't want to, then I will cripple your hands."

Even though Yi Fan's martial arts skills are astonishing, how can a creature bow to Huai Fan?It's good to see it.The man with the scar laughed and said, "Arrogant, I'll just see how you break my hands."

As soon as the words were cut off, Yi Fan threw out his double swords and attacked again. With his bare hands, he cleverly led the big man to the place where the swords fell. The cracks appeared in an instant.

In fact, Yi Fan said those words, which meant not to be provocative, but to make the other party despise him again, and thus developed a mentality of underestimating the enemy.

The crack appeared, and Yi Fan's goal was half completed. Just when the big man came back to his senses and saw Yi Fan's motive, it was too late. [木杺] was lightly thrown out, and the place where it fell happened to pass through the crack, and Yi Fan caught it on time. Unexpectedly, he swung the huge sword horizontally, hitting not a big man, but the head of the educated youth sword.

The giant sword is like a hammer, and the green sword is like a nail.

With the sound of 'snap', most of the green sword was buried, and at the same time the giant sword was thrown, Yi Fan ignored it, letting the big man block the giant sword at will, he leaped forward, fixed his eyes on the green sword, and held the [木杺] ], Yi Fan's goal was also accomplished.

"Royal Sword Art - Yujian Liaoyuan."

Wan Jian shattered the divine breath wall in an instant, Yi Fan made a decisive move, directly cut off two fingers of the opponent, and said flatly: "If I can take your two fingers, I can cripple your arms." The back of the opponent's head immediately knocked him out.

Seeing this scene, Long Yixiao was so stupid, he almost threw the child to the ground, can a mortal transformation really defeat living beings?It's like being defeated by your own injured child.

Long Yixiao couldn't believe his eyes at all, but the facts were right in front of him, he couldn't help but not believe it, 'Gulu' swallowed his saliva, his frightened face looked a bit ferocious, and after a while he muttered two words: monster.

Yi Fan met his eyes for a moment, as if asking him: Why are you still here?

"While watching the play, there are countless people waiting to be rescued in Longshan, and many of your brothers are in trouble. Hey! Is it good?" Yi Fan rolled his eyes at him.

Long Yi smiled and was stunned, seeing him dragging the big man with the scar, he couldn't help asking: "Why didn't you kill him, Master?"

Yi Fan didn't have time to pay attention, so he said two words lightly: "Guess!" Then he turned around and left, heading towards North Street.

The reason why he didn't kill the big man with the scar was because he had made a bet before. Although it wasn't that important, Yi Fan was not a person who talked nonsense, and he wanted to see how Yan Tieying would think about it.

All the way to the North Street, there was no one in sight, the battle ahead was huge, and there were many explosions, Yi Fan looked at the sky and murmured: "Wang Yin duel?"

Judging from the momentum ahead, it was by no means a sensation that people from the living realm could create. Yi Fan had never seen a powerful duel above living beings, so he was inevitably a little excited.Although he "himself" fought with Emperor Zong Da Neng Yi Hoe for three days and three nights when he was in Ghost Lantern City, but these things are not in Yi Fan's memory.

Excitedly, Yi Fan dragged the scarred man closer, seeing that Long Chengyuan and Yan Tieying were fighting fiercely, evenly matched, both of them were panting, their expressions were erratic, it seemed that they had been fighting for some time.

After going through many difficulties, he finally saw Yan Tieying's face. The reason why Yi Fan kept asking about his whereabouts was that he wanted to capture the thief first. At this moment, there are many thieves in trouble everywhere. If the king of thieves is not captured, how can the tragedy be prevented from spreading? ?

Yi Fan slapped the scarred man awake with two palms, pointed at Yan Tieying, and shouted: "Yan Tieying, I bet against your subordinates before, if you are willing to cut off your arm for him, I will spare his life, how about it?"

The man with the scar was held around his neck with a sword, full of bitterness: "Boss."

Accompanied by this, the two stopped for a while, Yan Tieying was quite surprised, ignored the big man, looked at Yi Fan and said, "What are you?"

Long Chengyuan was moved: "Mr. Wu, this is not the place you should come, hurry up."

Yi Fan didn't bother to pay attention to it. Everyone in the Qianlong Hall along the way saw him and wanted to drive him away as soon as possible. Yi Fan was a little tired, so he skipped it and responded to Yan Tieying's words: "A lot of people on this road have heard people calling me to do something. Monster, eh? Why should I answer you first, do you want to kill your men?"

Yan Tieying half-closed his eyes, looked at the scarred man, and said indifferently, "Don't get in the way." Then he punched out of thin air, and a strong energy rushed out from the fist.

Long Chengyuan didn't have time to stop him, Yi Fan jumped away when he saw the opponent's attack, but Yan Tieying's punch was not aimed at Yi Fan, but directly hit the scarred man on the forehead.

With one blow, white brains flew like fireworks.

Yi Fan was taken aback. Unexpectedly, the Thief King is cruel enough. He treats the lives of his subordinates like garbage. He usually calls them around, but when his life is in his hands, he is like pinching a persimmon, without blinking his eyes. one time.

Afterwards, Yan Tieying seemed determined to compete with Long Chengyuan, and the two fought together again.

I wanted to capture the thief first and capture the king first, but Yi Fanguang has such a hard time dealing with the third level of creatures, how can he face Wang Yin Da Neng?After thinking about it, I decided to look for an opportunity to make a move.

After a long time, the disputes seemed to have subsided, and the masters of both sides gathered together. The two sides were extremely jealous when they met, but because this was the battlefield of the two masters, everyone only dared to watch the battle, and did not dare to act rashly.

Yi Fan looked at Long Yixiao who was still coaxing the child, and asked, "How many masters are still alive in Qianlongtang, have you counted them?"

Long Yixiao let out a long sigh: "Less than forty."

Yi Fan showed no sympathy, and gave a lazy look: "With your strength, you can at least watch three or four less scenes, but it's a pity..."

Long Yixiao was suddenly at a loss for words, unable to refute, and did not dare to refute: "Young Master Wu taught you, hey~"

Yi Fan seemed a little bored, and asked again: "It's been an hour since I came, how long are they going to fight?"

"The outcome is nothing more than three outcomes. One is that someone dies, the second is that someone admits defeat, and the third is that they fight and leave." Long Yixiao explained simply: "However, according to this old man, after half an hour, if the winner is still not determined, It should be fighting and discussing. After all, among the people brought by the hermit army this time, less than a hundred people survived, and more than [-]% of the masters were lost. If the hermit army really wants to fight endlessly, there is nothing wrong Come, the current situation is actually more powerful for our Qianlongtang."

Yi Fan nodded: "I'm going back first, I'm going to go back first, please pay more attention to the affairs of the people." For some reason, it seems that Yi Fan is used to being misunderstood. It's a bit arrogant, it really has the taste of some young masters.