Luo Fang's face was a little unsightly.

He is also somewhat famous in the Haicheng cultivation world, and at the same time, he has a good relationship with his cousin in the fourth division of the Yin Political Division, and ordinary monks will also let him intentionally or unintentionally.

Today, he was chatting with people in a café near the Pujiang Hotel, but he unexpectedly encountered this cloud robbery, so he rushed over in the heart of watching the excitement, and finally found that it was a wild cat monster.

Monsters have always been unpopular in the cultivation world, although now the Yin Zheng Division has adopted the Zhao'an system, as long as you register it, you can integrate into human society, but traditional monks think that monsters should be eliminated, otherwise, if it is not my race, its heart will be different, why is it so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people?

Luo Fang also insisted on this truth, so when he saw Jiang Fan defending a wild cat like this, he was disdainful from the bottom of his heart, and he also wanted this guy to suffer a little.

In his mind, Jiang Fan's age didn't look very big, and his perception breath was only in the late stage of qi induction, which was much worse than his own peak monk in the late stage, and he was not able to defeat him by himself?

Especially in front of Zhao Yi, this old guy who is always fighting openly and secretly with himself, seeing that he is blocked by Jiang Fan, a young man, I'm afraid he is watching a joke, right?

Thinking that when the two sides met in the future, Zhao Yi would be sarcastic, and Luo Fang's heart was full of fire!

"Boy, you deserve to be unlucky!"

Luo Fang suddenly shouted, and the black big sword flew back with a trick!

Dulong Cone remained in the area, buzzing and trembling, as if it was demonstrating.

"Luo Fang, it's almost, right?"

The old man, Zhao Yi, said to him lightly.

Luo Fang gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

"You said that people blocked your three moves, but now you have thirty moves, it's not okay?" Zhao Yi continued, with a faint mockery in his tone, Luo Fang's eyes began to be congested.

"Now I'll send the final blow, if he can still block it, I'll turn around and leave without saying a word, if he can't stop it, then he deserves it whether he lives or dies!"

Luo Fang suddenly shouted, his hands quickly pinched the trick, and the afterimage was brought out quickly.

And the black sword that was originally hovering over his head seemed to have been inspired by something, and he trembled with a buzz, and even the sword body let out a wail.

"Luo Fang, what do you want to do?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yi's complexion changed greatly, and his body had already withdrawn hundreds of meters in a flash.

The others were similar, their bodies swayed, away from Luo Fang and Jiang Fan!

Jiang Fan also frowned, seeing that Luo Fang's technique was getting faster and faster, there were still words in his mouth, his face began to be congested, and the madness in his eyes was like substance!

Even Miao Miao sensed the danger, pulled Jiang Fan's clothes and said, "Brother Jiang, you should leave quickly, this person ...... This man seems to be desperate!"

Desperately?

Jiang Fan also felt it, but he just sneered.

Whose life is it for?

His own right!

Originally, according to the rules of the real battlefield, Doufei Sword should also come forward to attack, but now after all, it is just a normal competition, so just now Dulong Cone against the black sword Jiang Fan just watched in place. Now that the other party is urging unknown means in front of Jiang Fan, according to normal practice, he should also urge the Dulong cone to give the other party a look. However, Jiang Fan's first purpose now is not to kill people, but to deter fellow Daoists in Haicheng, so he is still watching in place.

"Edict!"

On the ground, Luo Fang on the opposite side burst into tears, his eyes were blood-red!

Then he spurted out a mouthful of blood, covering the greatsword all over it!

Rumble!

The black big sword that was trembling in front of him suddenly seemed to have been whipped, and with a wail, the sword body was suddenly covered with a layer of red blood-colored flames, and the sword body doubled!

The few people who just ran away looked stupid-

"What does Luo Fang want to do?"

"Natal True Yuan urges the flying sword, is this guy crazy?"

"Could it be that he and this young man have a vendetta against his father?"

Zhao Yi was also pale, and he didn't expect Luo Fang to be so crazy.

You must know that sword fighting is one thing, and ordinary monks will also fight with swords, but this is the same as the competition of ordinary martial artists. But once the natal true element is sprayed, the nature changes, this time it hurts the user's foundation, if the battle does not get enough benefits from the loser, it will definitely lose money!

Therefore, once the natal true element is used, it means that the battle will be either dead or injured, and it is impossible to start and end well.

"Bastard!"

Zhao Yi cursed fiercely.

"Go!"

There was still a trace of blood on the corner of Luo Fang's mouth, and his face was hideous and pointed at Jiang Fan!

The big sword monster that had turned red screamed and slashed towards Jiang Fan's head!

Jiang Fan sensed the pressure the moment the sword changed color, and immediately said to Miao Miao: "Stay away!"

Miao Miao had already raised her vigilance, and after hearing Jiang Fan's warning, she immediately showed her original four-legged form and rushed out for two or three miles like lightning, and then hid.

It's not that she doesn't want to help Jiang Fan, but if she knows her ability, don't say help, it's good if she doesn't help, so protecting herself is the most important thing!

Rumble!

The blood-colored sword slashed down heavily, right in the middle of Jiang Fan's foothold just now!

Suddenly, as if hit by a cannonball, the area exploded, and countless dirt mixed with gravel splashed, and some even flew dozens of meters away!

Seeing this kind of might, Zhao Yi and the others looked at each other.

"Lao Luo's strength has improved again!"

"Is this strength going to be advanced?"

"Even if you can't advance yet, that's pretty much it. ”

"It's over, this kid is going to die in the face of such an old Luo!"

Zhao Yi was silent, he thought to himself and Jiang Fan were in the same place, facing Luo Fang's desperate giant sword-

Can it be stopped?

After some calculation, his conclusion was very difficult!

Jiang Fan had already jumped high, and the Dulong Cone flew out like a swimming fish, blocking the front of the blood-colored giant sword!

While!

After a crisp metal impact, the Dulong Cone was split upside down and flew back, and the sword body brought out a trace of mourning.

Jiang Fan caught it, but saw that a deep slash mark appeared on the sword body of the Dulong Cone, but it was cut by the blood-colored giant sword!

The flying sword refined by the Naga Giant Serpent's unicorn can be slashed like this, and the power of this blood-colored giant sword ......

A roar like a fierce beast came, and the blood-colored giant sword carried the aftermath of the blow just now, and slashed towards Jiang Fan's head again!

Jiang Fan also jumped up again, intending to dodge......

"Die!"

In the distance, Luo Fang was pale, but there was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Not good!"

Jiang Fan's complexion changed, because the blood-colored giant sword in the air suddenly turned into two, two into four, and four into eight...... In the blink of an eye, dozens of blood-colored giant swords slashed at his head in unison!