The best playboy

Chapter 756 Killing you without discussion
Don't say it's someone else at this time, even San Zhaimu at the side is a little hard to believe what he sees with his own eyes.

You know, even if you have good agility, you will definitely leave some afterimages and traces while moving.But Ding Fan's disappearance now is like disappearing suddenly.

And just when San Zhaimu was still having trouble understanding, a strong wind came directly from behind him.

San Zhaimu was taken aback, who would be able to attack him from behind at this time.

He didn't have time to think about it right now, he was too busy trying to dodge to avoid it.

But the strong wind from behind came very fast, and he couldn't dodge it quickly even if he wanted to.

Boom... San Zhaimu was directly sent flying out.

Boom... After flying far away, San Zhaimu fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood for a while.

At this moment, Sanzhaimu's right arm was crushed and fractured. At this moment, he didn't care about his serious injury. He hurriedly raised his head to look at his original position.

What he wanted to know most was who was sneaking up on him from behind.

"How is it possible? How could it be you?" San Zhaimu frowned tightly.

If the person standing at this time is not Ding Fan, who else?

San Zhaimu is really hard to understand, Ding Fan was forced to turn around by five puppets before, but he was able to come behind him in the blink of an eye?
Could it be that there is really teleportation in this world?
Don't say that San Zhaimu didn't understand it at this time, and everyone who watched the whole thing just now didn't understand it either.

In the eyes of everyone, Ding Fan appeared directly from one side to the other side as if by magic.

"It seems that I still underestimated you!" Although San Zhaimu's right arm was shattered and broken, he stood up as if nothing had happened.

plop plop...

And just after San Zhaimu stood up, the five-headed puppets on the side fell down four in an instant, and only one was able to barely stand.

"It seems that it is really not easy to want your life." After San Zhaimu finished speaking, his figure flickered, and his crippled right hand was raised directly, and then a wind blade directly killed come over.

How can it be?

Ding Fan was also stunned, Sanzhaimu's right arm had been crippled, there was no reason why he could still cut out the wind blade!
But at this time, Ding Fan couldn't help but think too much, he dodged in a hurry, and directly avoided San Zhaimu's bombardment.

After San Zhaimu slashed with a wind blade, he rushed towards Ding Fan frantically without stopping.

While dealing with San Zhaimu carefully, Ding Fan probed San Zhaimu's situation with his divine sense.

When Ding Fan figured out what was going on, Ding Fan's expression became extremely solemn.

Between this Sanzhaimu and the puppet, there are actually many internal qi lines at this time.After Ding Fan simply straightened out the internal energy line, he discovered that the relationship between Sanzhaimu and the puppet is actually a relationship of mutual control.

To put it simply, Sansaimu controls the puppet and controls his own body...

Although it seems absurd, but the current situation is like this, even Ding Fan was shocked for a while, how precise the control is.

Seeing this, Ding Fan finally understood why Sanzhaimu's severed arm could still move, it was the result of his control through the puppet.

Ding Fan also had to admit at this time that San Zhaimu was indeed a genius at controlling puppets!

This San Zhaimu was ruthless to the enemy, but he did not expect to be so ruthless to himself.

San Zhaimu's attack was almost crazy at this time, and Ding Fan just avoided carefully. For a while, no one could be seen on the arena, only two blurred figures could be seen.

"I said, I will never let you leave here alive." After San Zhaimu finished speaking, he roared violently, and then stabbed Ding Fan's chest with his long sword regardless.

The current Sanzhaimu's chest position has been exposed to Ding Fan. If he wants to kill Sanzhaimu at this time, he can pierce through the opponent's chest as long as he sends the sword.

But Ding Fan could see that San Zhaimu's current style of fighting is completely dead together. When his long sword pierces the opponent's body, the opponent's long sword can also pierce his own body.

Now that the opponent has no puppet, and has reached the point of using himself as a puppet, then for Ding Fan, victory is only a matter of time.

Therefore, there is no need for Ding Fan to die with San Zhaimu.

Ding Fan immediately dodged to avoid the past.

And San Zhaimu pursued him relentlessly, bombarding and killing Ding Fan continuously.The tricks are all seeking to die together.

"Death, death, death..." San Zhaimu seemed to be possessed at this time, and the sound of howling resounded throughout the arena. After hearing it, the people around felt a chill down their backs...

Ding Fan is now waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to kill San Zhaimu directly.

Phew... San Zhaimu raised his hand, swung the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Ding Fan's head.

Ding Fan's eyes lit up at this time, and he hurriedly avoided to the side, and then threw a fireball directly.

This fireball is not a strange fire, it is just an ordinary fire. Using the strange fire in front of so many people will inevitably be remembered by others.

Although the fireball technique is just a small spell for monks, it really has no way to understand it for warriors.

So when Ding Fan's fireball came out here, everyone present exclaimed for a while.

San Zhaimu was in mid-air, when he suddenly looked down at a ball of fire, his frightened face suddenly turned pale.However, now, San Zhaimu has no possibility of avoiding it.He's off balance.

So, next, San Zhaimu performed a show of jumping into the sea of ​​fire in front of everyone.

San Zhaimu jumped into the fireball, and all his hair was covered in an instant, and the mask he was wearing was burnt clean in an instant.

San Zhaimu immediately rolled and crawled to barely extinguish the fire on his body, but at this time his body was already burnt black, and he was naked, looking very embarrassed.

poof...

At this time, the last puppet not far away also fell directly to the ground.

"I admit defeat..." San Zhaimu said to Ding Fan indifferently. "You are a gentleman and I am a villain. I don't think you will attack a person who admits defeat."

Ding Fan's figure suddenly approached, and a sword glow directly cut San Zhaimu's body in half.

puff...

San Zhaimu's body fell directly to the ground, and for a while, blood and internal organs were directly scattered all over the ground.

Ding Fan naturally understood the meaning of San Zhaimu's last sentence. He said that Ding Fan was a gentleman and he was a villain. He just wanted to bind Ding Fan with morality so that the other party could not kill him.

But what San Zhaimu thought was too naive.

San Zhaimu first seriously injured Bian Zixuan, and later seriously injured Cheng Bufan. Just because of this, how could Ding Fan spare him? Will kill the opponent.

Just like what Ding Fan said before entering the arena.

"Today, you must die!"

……

After San Zhaimu's body fell to the ground, the entire arena fell silent instantly.

This battle was simply too exciting.

First, San Zhaimu controlled the five-headed puppet to attack Ding Fan, and the latter used teleportation and fireball...

It can be said that this is simply the pinnacle battle of this martial arts conference.

Crack...crack...crack...

At this time, it is not known who took the lead in applauding, but afterward, the people around the entire arena erupted into loud noises.

Although Ding Fan's final attack was too ruthless, no one went back to blame Ding Fan.

What Ding Fan did can be regarded as human nature...

"Ding Fan... wins!" At this moment, the masked man's voice came from not far away.

"Brother Fan, I love you...Brother Fan, I love you!"

"Brother Fan, what, Brother Fan, I love you..."

Seeing Ding Fan win, the two goblins, Wu Die and Mu Zi once again cheered Ding Fan up in a nasty way...

Ding Fan really had black lines on his face right now.These two women...

Just as Ding Fan stepped off the arena, another competition started.

"Let's invite Nalanxiong to fight Huang Qianxiong..." the masked man finished speaking, and then the two came up from different directions in the arena.

"Brother Fan, who do you think can win between the two?"

Ding Fan stepped off the stage, Muzi asked Ding Fan's arm as he hugged him.

Ding Fan looked at the two people in the stands, that Huang Qianxiong's cultivation base is not weak, the peak of the prefecture level.But Nalan Xiong is even more fierce, heaven-level!

"Nalan Xiong wins..."

"Boy, can you tell with one eye that my husband can lose?" At this moment, a woman stood beside Ding Fan and said very unhappily.

Ding Fan did not expect that Huang Qianxiong's wife was beside him.

"What? Can't you just guess?" Mu Zi said with disdain.

"You people are simply blind, boy, don't look at you just defeated San Zhaimu, but you will never win my husband..." the woman chattered. "My husband's reputation shakes the world. Just ask, how many people don't know about my husband Huang Qianxiong..."

boom……

While the woman was still chattering here, there was a burst of violent roar directly in the arena.

Then the surrounding crowd let out bursts of exclamations.

The woman was busy looking into the arena.

At this time, in the arena, Huang Qianxiong was lying on the ground, spitting blood, and it seemed that he would not be able to get up for a while...

"Nalanxiong... wins!"

Before the woman recovered, the referee had already started to pronounce the sentence.

"So...so fast!" The woman herself found it too difficult to accept.

The pinnacle of the prefecture level, so casually gave the second so quickly, do you want to be so exaggerated...

"Ma'am, it seems that your husband is really not good..." Mu Zi still kept on making up for it...

The woman's face turned red immediately.Before, she was bragging with Ding Fan and others about how powerful her husband was.

But before the lingering sound of his words dissipated, his husband had already lost.

At that moment, the woman was too embarrassed to continue to stay here, she hurriedly pushed away the crowd, ran to the market, wrapped her husband up, and then squeezed out of the crowd and left without looking back.

Muzi rolled his eyes aside. "Before, I was bossing around to make you come alive, but now it's alright, I lost, and I lost so badly..."

Ding Fan didn't pay attention to Mu Zi's mischief at this time, he glanced at Na Lanxiong in the competition arena.

At this moment, Nalan Xiong's face was calm, he didn't look like he had been in a fight at all, as if he had just returned from a walk.

"After half an hour, the final match will take place!" At this moment, the masked man said loudly to everyone.

After listening to the referee's words, Ding Fan was stunned.

The reason why Na Lanxiong beat the opponent in seconds was because he wanted to preserve his strength, and then save it until the end to fight against himself...

Seems like a tough fight...

(End of this chapter)