Sword inverse Nine Heavens

Chapter 358

"Huh? Does he have any cards left?"

Seeing that Meng Fu readily agreed, Han Ming was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find anything wrong.After Meng Fu finished speaking, he and Lu Fan had already flown out of the valley. It was too late for Han Ming to stop him, so he could only grit his teeth and follow. If anything happened to Lu Fan, he would be the first! Stop it!

Outside the valley, the dead creatures and undead had long since disappeared, leaving only remnants all over the mountains and plains, telling the story of the battle not long ago.Lu Fan and Meng Fu stood in mid-air, and they looked at each other. Lu Fan smiled slightly, with a hint of disdain in his black and white eyes.

As for Meng Fu, his face was covered with gloom. The resentment towards Lu Fan really went down to the bone, and no matter how much he wiped it off, he couldn't get rid of it.

"Deputy Commander Meng Fu, can we start?"

The location of the two of them is not far from the valley, and there is a steep cliff below. The distance between the two of them is full of dark troops.

The two stood above the cliff for a long time, Lu Fan said slowly, it seems that if people who don't know what happened, see the two of them, they will think that Lu Fan is asking politely.

"kill!"

After hearing Lu Fan's smiling words, Meng Fu felt his face was burning hot. He didn't make a move first, not because he was waiting, but because he didn't want to get a reputation for bullying newcomers. Although Lu Fan's strength was compared to him, Also great.But Meng Fu also knew that his reputation had reached a low point, so he could only try his best not to let himself be outraged again.

But he didn't expect that Lu Fan didn't even make a move, as if he really wasn't his opponent.

This is self-ignorance, absolute contempt!

"Good come!"

Seeing Meng Fu rushing over with a long spear in his hand, the corner of Lu Fan's mouth twitched. Meng Fu's strength was considered formidable for King Wu, but he was doomed to fail when he met himself.

"boom……"

Lu Fan's fist bombarded the tip of the spear, and the pitch-black fist erupted with terrifying power. Meng Fu only felt a huge force coming from his spear, and his body couldn't stop it. step back.

And through the spear, he also felt a burst of strength, which penetrated into his body. This force made him spit out a mouthful of blood while retreating.

"Haha, okay, but what is your real strength? At this moment, do you want to continue to hide it?"

Meng Fu was forced to retreat by Lu Fan's punch, and he laughed uncharacteristically, questioning Lu Fan, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his palm.Yin smiled and said: "It is because of you that countless underworld soldiers died. This is the consequence of you hiding your strength!"

"ill!"

Lu Fan shook his head. Meng Fu is a mad dog, biting people indiscriminately. At this moment, he is still using words here, trying to disturb Lu Fan's heart.Lu Fan waved his hand disdainfully, the black flames on his fist were hidden under the dead air, his figure flickered, and he attacked again.

"puff……"

This punch was several times more powerful than the last time, and it directly blasted Meng Fu to the bottom of the cliff. The long spear was actually broken into two pieces, and the people watching from a distance couldn't help but gasp. , That punch, how powerful was it, it even broke the spear directly.

"Ahem... Lu Fan, you are courting death yourself."

Meng Fu's figure slowly flew out from under the cliff, his body was covered in blood, his hair was messy, and his right arm was obviously hanging down, wrapped together by his strong dead air.

Lu Fan looked at Meng Fu coldly. He didn't show his intention for the punch just now, but after that punch, he used the power of the flames in his dantian.This flame is a talent, but it has a different talent, which Lu Fan has never understood, but its power is absolutely needless to say. Even if there is only a trace of flame power just now, Meng Fu's arm has been half-crippled.

Meng Fu's arm, wrapped in death energy, was gradually lifted up. After waving it twice, his aura unexpectedly soared, and the strong death energy formed a whirlwind, spinning around him. His cold voice, Came from inside: "Lu Fan, let me see if you can defeat me now!"

"What, his breath..."

Meng Fu's aura continued to grow. In just a few breaths, it had already skyrocketed from Wuwang's upper rank to Wuhuang's lower rank, and it was still growing. Han Ming's face became gloomy, and he looked at Meng Fu. Fu's direction: "He was able to forcibly increase his strength, did he take some kind of elixir?"

"Wuhuang ascended the rank?"

Lu Fan didn't move, and waited until Meng Fu's aura stopped growing. Looking at Meng Fu, who was already a high-ranking Martial Emperor, Lu Fan was a little surprised. From the rank of Martial King, directly promoted to the upper rank of Martial Emperor.

"Why, do you regret it now? Taking Taboo Pill has allowed me to increase my strength for half an hour, that is, I can maintain the Martial Emperor's upper-level realm for half an hour. Although it is only half an hour, it is obviously enough to deal with you !"

Meng Fu laughed loudly, all the death energy around him was absorbed into his body, making him look like an ordinary person, but no one would underestimate him because of this.

"Taboo Pill? You must have paid a high price. I don't know how much your realm will drop after half an hour, or do you have a period of weakness?"

Lu Fan looked at Meng Fu with pity in his eyes. He still knew a little about this kind of elixir. God is fair, and the power he borrowed will eventually have to pay a certain price.

"Hmph, even if it's death, I'll tear you up first!"

Meng Fu moved, and in an instant, he crossed the distance between the two, took out a big knife from the storage bag, and slashed at Lu Fan. Countless shadows of the knife flashed, obviously this is an advanced class. Martial arts.

"Rumble..."

The aura that Lu Fan revealed was that only Wu Wang went up the ranks.After being overwhelmed by countless sword lights, Han Ming and the others did not dare to blink their eyes, lest something unexpected happen to Lu Fan. The rumbling sound in the field made them tremble, and at the same time they were curious about Lu Fan's true strength. What level is it.

Under the attack of a dead creature at the level of a great lord, it was solved with only two punches. That is equivalent to the existence of the middle-level Wuhuang, and Lu Fan's aura is obviously only the Wuwang's upper-level. Is he still hiding? Otherwise, how could he persevere in the face of Meng Fu, who was promoted by Emperor Wu?

"you……"

The rumbling sound finally came to an end. The cliff under their feet was cut off in half. The two of them stood in the midair. It didn't look much different from what it looked like just now, but it was precisely because they couldn't see the difference that Meng Fu would Surprised, pointing to Lu Fan, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Is it awesome that Emperor Wu ascended the ranks?"

Lu Fan sneered and said, his real strength is the middle level of the Martial Emperor, and his physical training is the upper level of the Martial Emperor. Although he is now in the underworld and cannot use the prehistoric aura, he is afraid of being discovered by others, but he has the black flame in the dantian , He didn't have much fear of the existence of Emperor Wu's upper rank.

After the flames in his dantian turned black, Lu Fan's fighting power has soared again, and his comprehension of martial arts such as Baipo boxing has also improved. Qi and other hole cards, only borrowed dead energy, you don't need to be afraid of anyone.

"who are you?"

After hearing Lu Fan's words without any fear, Meng Fu took a deep breath, resisted the urge to scold his mother, and asked Lu Fan in a deep voice. He suddenly remembered that Lu Fan was still a newcomer, a newcomer, and he could hide his strength to meditate. Jun, there must be some purpose. Of course, as long as you don’t care about his affairs, they are nothing. What he cares about is whether there is a city lord behind Lu Fan. A dead end.

Of course Lu Fan didn't know what Meng Fu was thinking, he laughed and said, "Meng Fu, keep going, otherwise your strength will disappear after time passes."

"Hmph, good!"

Meng Fu's eyes were cold, and he was going to die when he died. Damn, before he died, he wanted to drag this kid into his back.Once Meng Fu became ruthless, he no longer cared about whether someone was behind Lu Fan. He raised his sword and attacked again.

"Crazy Slash!"

Meng Fu was already insane, and was stimulated by Lu Fan's words.In the battle with Lu Fan just now, Lu Fan blocked all the lights of his swords with only two fists. This time, the power of the martial arts he displayed was even more powerful, and there were several lights and shadows, but these lights and shadows were all Each of the huge swords seemed to be real.

The huge knife shadow swung down, causing the cliff below to continuously drop stones.

"Hundred Breaking Fist, No.70 Five Forms!"

With the increase of Lu Fan's strength, Lu Fan's comprehension speed of Bai Po boxing has reached a terrifying level, and now he can perform No.70 five-style. With the No.70 five-style swing, behind him , a huge black fist shadow appeared, but this fist shadow disappeared quickly.

"This is the fist?"

Lu Fan clearly felt that as the phantom of the fist behind him disappeared and the intention of the fist appeared, Lu Fan really realized the true essence of the intention of the fist.During the time when the Eternal City recognized its master, Lu Fan fell into a coma, and experienced some things in his dream. It can be said that his comprehension of the Hundred Breaking Fist was all thanks to this dream.

And as he comprehended the Baipo boxing technique, his comprehension of the meaning of the boxing became deeper and deeper, until now, he finally comprehended the essence of the meaning of the boxing.

"Crack..."

Lu Fan's fists turned into countless fist shadows, each of which was filled with pure power, not even adding in the air of death, but these fists broke through Meng Fu's knife after just a few breaths. Shadow, punched the blade of the big knife, and after a sudden click, the big knife shattered.

"puff……"

Meng Fu retreated violently, retreating hundreds of feet. In his hand, there was only a knife handle left, and his right arm holding the sword had been torn, and countless blood dripped down. His eyes were filled with unwillingness, and he said hoarsely, "Why, why is this happening!"

(End of this chapter)