Zhang He faced this sudden surprise attack, and his face suddenly changed dramatically, and his body rolled on the bed in embarrassment, narrowly avoiding the blade.

However, even if it was narrowly avoided the blade. But he was still painted with skin by the spiritual power contained in this sword.

The blow was ineffective, and Idiom Fan's brows did not wrinkle, but the sword blade did not stagnate, and then the sword blade was horizontal, and the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword was drawn out with a horizontal light.

This horizontal light, like a cold light bursting, swept past the fire ball of the tent, and forcibly swept away one of the fire balls in the tent directly. Then he unceremoniously pursued Zhang He, who was dodging, and scratched a shallow blood mark on his chest.

"Ah, Assassin!"

Looking at the black shadow that suddenly broke in, Zhang He's girlfriend on the bed suddenly screamed in horror. And this scream almost didn't make Idiom Fan burst into laughter directly.

Assassin?

You are in ancient times, or you are a rich man.

Immediately, the idiom Fan didn't bother to care, and his left hand slapped out in the air, only to hear the other party snort softly, and the somewhat hilarious scream also stopped abruptly!

Zhang He saw that the person who broke into the tent stunned his baby with one palm, and his heart was stunned, and his anger suddenly soared.

"You, you dare to touch her?"

"What if you move her?" the corners of Fan is mouth curled slightly, "Maybe I'll ...... in the future"

"Boy, don't you know who it is, why did you come to assassinate me, are you tired of being crooked, do you want to be the enemy of Xingyuemen?"

"You, aren't you the three halls of Xingyue Gate," Cheng Yu Fan smiled faintly, "Boy, I'm going to kill you because of this." Idiom Fan is raised up, revealing that delicate face.

Looking at the young face, Zhang He was slightly stunned, and then his gaze shifted to the seemingly ordinary but extremely unusual slender sword behind the young man, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he said coldly: "You...... You...... Is it an idiom Fan?!"

"Oh, it's really an honor, although you and I haven't met yet, but it's a great honor to be so remembered by the three hall masters!"

Suddenly, the long sword was like a sharp arrow shot out of a longbow full of bowstrings, turning into a cold light, and shot at Zhang He with lightning speed.

The swiftness of the sword light was so fast, even if Zhang He's reaction was not slow. But he was still left a deep blood mark on his face by the idiom.

Touching the blood that left a bloody stain with his hand, the killing intent in Zhang He's eyes became more and more intense, and he sneered: "Okay, good, very good, even if you have the guts, you dare to kill me alone, but it's okay, let's solve you here, lest I have to go to the Tang Demon Forest to find you in the future." ”

When the words fell, I saw Zhang He twist his head slightly, on the surface of his body. Finally, the spiritual power had appeared, and the fist was like an iron fist, clenched tightly. And between the joints, there was a "crackling" sound.

Idiom Fan looked at Zhang He, who quickly entered the battle state, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

However, it is somewhat surprising that from the beginning to the present, this guy has far more sense of danger than he expected.

Therefore, the plan to prepare a surprise attack to kill it obviously ended in failure.

Failure is failure, though. Idiom Fan didn't think that he could destroy this guy by surprise attack. Unless you are able to return to your normal state.

Idiom Fan also twisted his body slightly, and withdrew the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword behind his back. Because, killing this guy shouldn't be necessary.

Seeing that Xi Yufan withdrew the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword in his hand, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Zhang He's mouth, and said, "Boy, it is your stupidest decision to take me as a prey, or even to withdraw your sword!"

Along the way, the soles of his feet suddenly slammed on the ground, like a giant demon beast, and rushed towards the idiom Fan.

"Not bad. Idiom Fan looked at the slender figure, but it could be so powerful, and this infinite strength is not just infinite strength, but also contains strong spiritual power in it.

However...... Idiom Fan looked coldly at Zhang He, who was carrying fierce energy and spiritual power, and the palm of his right hand slowly stretched out, and after an instant, he suddenly spread out and shouted softly: "Get out!"

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Zhang He's face suddenly became bloodthirsty and slightly condensed, and his forward figure suddenly shot backwards.

If it weren't for the soles of his feet clutching the ground, he would have been afraid of a collision......

But even so, Cheng Yufan's palm in the air directly blasted the other party out of a deep ditch several meters away before he slowly stopped.

"Yo, idiom Fan, you really have some doorways. ”

Zhang He's face was already solemn, and then he slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

"Boy, what I practice is known as the strongest defensive technique, the Vajra Shield Method, with your strength, you can't break my defense!"

"Indeed, the Vajra Shield is the strongest technique in ancient times, cultivated to the extreme, it is the strongest defensive technique!" At this moment, Zixiao Zhenren's words rang out.

"Yes," the corner of Idiom Fan's mouth glanced slightly, "It's just that he really doesn't come home!" This is how Idiom Fan felt after coming into contact with this.

The next moment, Zhang He stomped on the ground again with the soles of his feet, and this time, the speed was obviously faster than before, the violent speed, the wind pressure brought up, and the spiritual power in his own wind pressure was stronger.

Looking at the stronger blow than before, Cheng Yufan's face was very calm, feeling the oncoming violent wind pressure and spiritual power.

Xi Yufan's body was only slightly on one side, and the fierce spiritual power brought by the thin fist flew out diagonally against his ears.

With a slight stroke of his toes on the ground, the idiom Fan went around Zhang He's back in an extremely ghostly manner, containing the strength of the Yuan Spirit, and smashed heavily and unceremoniously on the opponent's cervical vertebrae.

"Tom!" the fist slammed into Zhang He's body, but there was a crisp sound like hitting a rock. Frowning slightly, Idiom Fan withdrew his fist like lightning, and with the help of his ghostly speed, his fists and elbows suddenly struck out instantly, and every attack was all hit in the same place, and suddenly, inside the tent, there was a series of rock knocking sounds.

", annoying thing, I said earlier, with your strength, it is impossible to break the defense of my Vajra Shield!" Zhang He sneered proudly.

"It is worthy of being known as the most suitable exercise for hand-to-hand combat, this power spiritual power, this defensive spiritual power...... It's overbearing. The body flipped in mid-air, and the idiom fell steadily back to the ground. He shook his somewhat sour palm and exclaimed in his heart.

If it weren't for the fact that the strength of the Fan realm had reached a certain level, even if it was suppressed now, I am afraid that it would be really difficult to remember hand-to-hand combat all the time.

"Boy, with your little strength, you also want to come to the Xingyue Gate and the Xingyue Group to find faults, it's just looking for death!" patted the dust on his back casually, Zhang He smiled cruelly, "I don't have time to play with you, let's solve you quickly, so as not to disturb my good deeds." ”

When the words fell, Cheng Yu Fan also looked at the other party's arm, the muscles were constantly agitating, and the fierce power and spiritual power were rapidly condensed under it.

"It's over, Idiom Fan!"