"One fast and one slow, one agile and one powerful, hehe, it's a good match. ”

After chuckling and speaking, Qin Fan still stood still, letting the black man with the heavy sword hold the sword towards him, and when the black sword was about to approach his head, his eyes froze, like a lion awakened, and the breath of his body was like a rolling wave, with itself as the center, radiating to the surroundings.

"Boom, boom!"

The black iron heavy sword was affected by Qin Fan's breath, and after emitting a series of muffled sounds, it actually broke away from the black man's control and flew backwards directly, smashing a big hole in the wall at the back of the hall and flying out, nowhere to be found.

And this sudden scene startled the black man with the heavy sword, but before he could react, he felt as if he was being pressed by a mountain, and his knees bent down sharply, "Plop!" and knelt down at Qin Fan, the breath in his chest was violently bullied, and the last one didn't hold back and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His strength is equivalent to that of a powerhouse in the early stage of the god body level, so it is reasonable for Qin Fan to perform this way under the pressure of the breath of the late stage of the god body level, and this is still Qin Fan's time to keep his hand, otherwise he would have been oppressed by the earth bones and broken tendons and died by now.

After solving the black strong man in an instant, Qin Fan looked at the other black man who had already stopped and doubled in size, smiled and put away his breath, and hooked his finger at him.

"Gollum ......"

The black man, who was about four meters tall, shook his throat for a while, and his face was horrified, until now he knew how wise it was for him not to do anything when Qin Fan was locked in the confinement room before!

If he wanted to really do it, then he would have gone to God to report it a long time ago, right? In his eyes, the strength of this hot summer boy had greatly exceeded his expectations, and he was a real master.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Is this the spirit of your so-called black warriors? Cowardice before fighting, this is a very shameful performance if it is placed in our Yanxia, what our Yanxia warriors pay attention to is that when the nose is low, blood is splashed in seven steps, either the enemy dies, or I die! This kind of courage is also comparable to you?"

Even if the huge black man had the heart to step forward when he heard this, his legs were still as heavy as if they had been filled with lead, and he couldn't buy a single step, and he was still trembling there.

In his opinion, knowing that he is dying and still coming to the door to die, that is definitely the most stupid behavior, compared to being a hero, he is more inclined to be a bear who lives for a moment.

"Humph!"

However, just as he was retreating in his heart, a shocking sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and he turned his head slightly to look at the white man who was still sitting motionless on the sofa, but his face had become gloomy.

"The honor of the black warrior cannot be destroyed, if you stop moving, you will be deprived of the glory of the black warrior forever, and you will be treated as a deserter. ”

The white man's lips quirmed, and only the black man could hear what he said, and finally, after another minute of hesitation, the black man finally took another step forward!

Being treated as a deserter among the Black Warriors, it was really not as simple as death, but life was better than death! He had seen too many bloody examples before, and it was better to fight than to fight like that!

"Ahh

Knock! Knock!

The black strong man once again rushed towards Qin Fan with heavy steps, but when he was about to approach him and was already swinging his fist to give him a critical blow, he saw that Qin Fan's left eye suddenly flashed with a breathtaking blood-amber light, and the whole person's figure disappeared so suddenly!

When he reappeared, he was already in the air directly behind him, and his right hand was filled with a little dead air, and the black index finger was lightning on his left shoulder, instantly piercing a blood hole, and at the same time, pale black blood also slowly flowed out of the blood hole with the thickness of the index finger.

"Ahh

Immediately afterwards, another terrible scream came, and the four-meter-tall black strong man suddenly turned back to his previous normal state like a deflated ball, and his entire left arm had become black, and his internal vitality was completely lost.

After abolishing the black man, Qin Fan turned over and landed on the ground very lightly, without even looking back: "I didn't come here today to take people's lives, so you are very lucky, and your left arm should be regarded as the price you paid for my attack." ”

After hearing this, the black man cut off his left arm with a knife without saying a word, and fled with the other person.

Looking at the figure of the two fleeing in embarrassment, Qin Fan smiled contemptuously, and then turned his gaze to the white man opposite, and there was also a faint strong fighting intent rising in him, and his intuition told him that the strength of the white man sitting opposite him was far better than that of the two black wastewood.

"Now, I should be qualified, right?"

"Squeak ......"

Mocha nodded after hearing this, and the bones all over his body also emitted bursts of explosions, and said: "Okay, it is worthy of Qin Fan, a medical immortal who is famous in the hot summer land, and he has such strength at this age, and he can indeed be regarded as a generation of Tianjiao, I am the tenth king of Solomon, Mocha, and I hope to give me advice." ”

As he spoke, Mocha slowly stood up, and gave Qin Fan a unique black warrior salute, and at the same time took out a black spear from a pendant hanging around his neck, the body of which was about as thick as a small tree trunk, which looked extremely exaggerated.

"Solomon, tenth king?"

Qin Fan muttered, a little curious about this weird-sounding title, and just when he was stunned, the black spear in Mocha's hand had already shot in front of him.

"Bang!"

The true yuan in Qin Fan's body surged, and he directly punched out and hit the sharp tip of the spear in front of him without evasion, blasting the second black spear out of the air, holding both hands in the air at any time, the blood amber light in his eyes flashed, the incomplete blood god activated, and a scarlet hideous dragon halberd also appeared out of thin air.

"Drink!"

Mocha's figure flashed, first catching the black gun that was shot out by Qin Fan, and then launching an extremely fierce hand-to-hand fight with him in front of him, sparks were fired between the guns and halberds, and the whole bungalow began to violently shake up under the collision of the completely different breaths of the two, crumbling.

After five minutes of fierce fighting, Qin Fan's arms shook suddenly, and an extremely domineering blow swept through the thousands of troops to force Mocha back, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly and he flicked his palm, which was a little painful.

After the previous fight, he also has a bottom of the strength of this Mocha, according to Yan Xia's cultivation system, it should be equivalent to the strength of the powerhouse in the late stage of the god body, and he has an advantage in strength, otherwise he would not be able to fight with it for so long.

"Haha, happy!Yanxia Doctor Immortal, come on! Fight me to the death today! Let's see which of the two of us can have the last laugh!"

With that, Mocha once again rushed towards Qin Fan with the second black spear, and the ground was also made into a long series of ravines under the friction of the tip of his spear, and the entire hall was in a mess, and it was completely impossible to look at it anymore.

"Hmph, the battle of life and death? It's up to you? Or not, today Qin will let you see, what is my Yanxia martial arts! Nameless halberd method, demon subduing shadow!"

Sou!

With Qin Fan's loud shout, the dragon halberd in his hand was red, and an abnormally condensed blood-red circle of light was also condensed at the blade of the halberd, shooting towards the rushing Mocha at a speed close to the speed of light!

This trick is now regarded as Qin Fan's signature method, and it is better than surprise, so almost all people who don't understand this do not suffer losses, and this Mocha is naturally no exception.

Accidentally touched by a blood-red aperture, the aperture instantly passed through his body from top to bottom, and finally stopped at his chest to lock it, causing Mocha to instantly lose his mobility.

was taken aback by this sudden change, and before he could come back to his senses, Qin Fan had already used the dragon halberd in his hand to pick Mocha's black spear away, and then the halberd blade stopped at his neck, and asked with a chuckle: "How is it? Now that you have tasted the power of my Yanxia martial arts, do you want to tell me what you think?"

"Of course, if you say something that makes me listen to it more pleasantly, I can consider sparing your life, this deal is definitely not for you to make money or lose money, no opinion, right?"

Feeling the cold temperature and a tingling sensation on his neck, Mocha stared at Qin Fan for a while, his slightly trembling hands suddenly clenched, and he roared, "It's just a small skill of carving insects!

Boom!

In an instant, the blood-colored aperture that bound Mocha was actually broken free by brute force for the first time, and then Mocha's whole body also emitted patches of bright white light, and his momentum increased greatly, forcing Qin Fan, who was not prepared at all, to retreat a few steps, and the entire bungalow finally collapsed completely as if overwhelmed, setting off a cloud of dust and smoke.

"Boom! boom!"

Immediately afterwards, two more explosions came, and the two figures of Qin Fan and Mocha also rushed out from the broken bricks and tiles, fierce and-for-tat.

At this time, Qin Fan had completely lost his previous contempt, he had always thought that the so-called black warriors were just a group of barbarians who couldn't get on the stage, but now the Mocha in front of him had completely subverted his perception of the black warrior.

Not to mention anything else, since he practiced the first form of the Nameless Halberd Method, except for top powerhouses like Lin Zhongna who far surpassed him in the realm, he had never seen a single monk of the same level who could rely on his own brute strength to break free, the overlord sword of the Heavenly Peak was not good, and the Yi Ming of the Sword Sect was not good, but this Mocha could!

Moreover, since this Mocha claims to be the tenth king of Nasolomon, it means that there are still nine strong people whose strength is above him, so it is not without reason that the black knight is in his own line.

"Okay, I'll take back my previous words now, and now you really barely have the capital to face it, and at the same time give you a choice. ”

"Hmph, what's the choice? Mocha, who was surrounded by a white aura, asked with a sneer.

"One, stop now, hand over the franc, and I will let you go in peace, and second, continue to fight me, but your fate will be either dead or maimed, either. Qin Fan's long hair fluttered in the wind, and he lowered his head slightly and said softly.

However, Qin Fan's truth sounded like a joke to Mocha, and he immediately raised his head and laughed: "Ha, haha! Are you being funny? I have already said before, we black warriors have never deserted!"

After speaking, the white disgust that rose around Mocha's body suddenly turned into a stream of white arrogance, and he stepped on the void and rushed towards Qin Fan, seeing that the posture actually wanted to decide the victory with one blow.

Seeing this, Qin Fan took a deep breath and nodded slightly, put away the blood-colored dragon halberd, and suddenly put his hands together: "Okay, the road is your own choice, so you can't complain about others." ”

"Moko's decision, three to hell!"

Buzzing......

The space behind Qin Fan trembled violently, and when the huge Jizo King Phantom appeared, Mocha's forward speed seemed to be much slower, as if he had never seen such a scene before, until the Jizo King Phantom pointed at him in the air along with Qin Fan's movements.

"Hmph, it's just a trick, this is the usual trick of your Yanxia people, you can't fool me!

Mocha roared and pumped himself up as he swung his fist upward, and a visible fist-shaped air cannon wrapped around his entire arm, just like that, slamming into the Jizo King's giant finger......