Chapter 1222: Violent State!(5 more)
At this moment, the ghost is like a killer in the night, the mysteries unfold, the ghosts suddenly divided into more than a dozen, but they all disappeared in an instant, and his real body had already appeared on the other side of the competition platform, dozens of meters away from Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan looked at the ghost coldly, this kind of mystical body method is definitely the best escape skill.
"Arcane, the Celestial Maiden Scattered Flowers. ”
Dozens of meters away, a large number of darts appeared in the hands of the ghost at some point, which was the kind of four-cornered dart unique to the Wa Kingdom.
When the words fell, the darts were like arrows, and countless darts formed a huge net, sealing all the angles of Xiao Fan's dodge, forcing Xiao Fan to resist.
The ghost thinks very simply, aren't you fast? Then I'll consume you remotely, block all your retreats, and see if you still have to fight hard.
His idea is simple, but it is very effective, in the face of such a hidden weapon attack, at a sufficient distance, it is simply a big killer, so that Xiao Fan has to deal with it carefully.
When the Tianfu Tang Sect was extremely strong, it only relied on various secret weapons.
"Hmph, it's just a copy of the Tang Sect's secret weapon, the young master knows the Tang Sect's secret weapon, it's your ancestor!" Xiao Fan's eyes glanced down the stage, and suddenly he saw Tang Chuqiu, grinning, his figure flickered left and right, and then suddenly rose into the sky, if the eagle spread its wings, the dagger in his hand seemed to disappear, but in fact, it was spinning too fast, like a turbine.
At this moment, just at Xiao Fan's hands, the sound of ping-pong kept coming, like a rapidly rotating electric fan suddenly being stuffed into a wire.
Either the wire is broken, or the blades of the electric fan are forced to stop.
The hidden weapon of the ghost is not wire, but the dagger in Xiao Fan's hand is not an ordinary electric fan blade, after a long series of piercing sounds, Xiao Fan landed safely, and those hidden weapons that flew out from Xiao Fan's side were easily taken over by the masters of the realm of Wuzun under the stage.
"Damn!
Tang Chuqiu's face was very ugly, of course he could see at a glance that this was Xiao Fan's use of the cracking method in the secret weapon of the Tang Sect to fight the enemy, and the effect was beyond imagination.
That was the secret of their Tang Sect, but now it was controlled by Xiao Fan and became a weapon of coercion.
On the stage, the battle is still the same, the ghost is not only fast in the knife, but also fast in body, although it is not as good as Xiao Fan, but it is not much worse.
Xiao Fan has always wanted to get close to the ghost, and killed the ghost in two or three hits, but the ghost used the wide field of the competition platform to distance himself from Xiao Fan, and once Xiao Fan approached the distance that made the ghost feel dangerous, several darts stained with poison flew in.
The Chinese warriors in the audience shouted despicable, but they were helpless.
This is the previous style of the Tianfu Tang Sect, is it possible to let the Tang Sect master who is not good at melee fight with you, and give up the secret weapon he is good at?
After chasing for a long time, Xiao Fan was tireless, but the ghost was sweating on his head.
By now, he already knew that he was not Xiao Fan's opponent, and the only way to kill Xiao Fan was to fly a kite like this, as long as Xiao Fan was a little negligent, the poison dart could kill him.
However, because of Xiao Fan's strange state, whether it is force or intellectual development, he has far surpassed ordinary people, and his head has calculated the venue of the competition platform and the position of the two of them many times, and he will not give the ghost the slightest chance at all.
Time flies, and the ghost gradually loses his strength, and Xiao Fan is the same, but he doesn't feel tired, and the red light in his eyes has changed from a slight flash at the beginning to a short stay.
In desperation, Shikiki gritted his teeth like Tanoshita Village and swallowed the pills on his body.
A violent momentum erupted, and the ghost stopped running, but approached Xiao Fan instead, wanting to fight to the death.
Xiao Fan was not surprised or happy, if the ghost still flew a kite after taking the medicine, Xiao Fan was helpless, but after taking the medicine, he was so confident that he could fight with himself, Xiao Fan had no reason not to fulfill him.
"Aoyi, draw your sword and slash!"
"Aoyi, Wind Slash!"
"Mystery, a thousand illusions, cut the knife like a shadow!"
"Slash, slash!"
Like a mad demon, countless black phantoms suddenly appeared, and the movements of each black shadow were very consistent, and various mystical slashing techniques continued to slash down.
None of the onlookers spoke, the audience was silent, they all watched nervously, asking themselves, under such a stormy attack, I am afraid that except for a few masters, few people can withstand it, and if they are not careful, they will inevitably become a ghost under the knife, and they will die without seeing it.
Even some of the older generation innate masters were terrified in their hearts.
Among the tens of thousands of people, one after another concerned eyes stared directly at Xiao Fan.
Many young martial artists, they have mixed feelings in their hearts at the moment, with joys and sorrows.
The joy is that Xiao Fan's martial arts have now reached such a point, and the village of Tianxia, which they are absolutely invincible, was actually abolished and killed like a dead dog, and the ghost who has always seemed very confident has also been chased like a lost dog, and he still has to rely on drugs to counterattack.
But what worries is that the ghost has taken an unknown drug, and the attack in this crazy state is very terrifying at this moment, can Xiao Fan avoid it unharmed?
Even if it is an old Taoist priest, he has no accuracy in his heart.
Xiao Fan's leaves are not touched, but no matter how good the footwork is, it can't block the range attack, the kind of attack that is like a downpour, like a needle, and dense, it is not possible to avoid it by being fast at all.
"Die!"
Xiao Fan's eyes were red, and in the eyes of others, he was forced to do so by the attack of the ghost, but in fact, Xiao Fan completely entered a strange state of going mad, and the rampage began!
A ray of red light bloomed from Xiao Fan's eyes, like a demon god descending, Xiao Fan held a dagger in his hand and took the initiative to face the battle.
But just as the old Taoist priest thought, the attack of the ghost was stormy, and he couldn't dodge it by relying on a leaf without sticking to it, and there was no way to rely on a dagger alone.
The so-called one inch is long and one inch strong, the length of the dagger and the sword is very different, and the strength of the ghost and Xiao Fan is almost the same after the ghost takes drugs.
In addition to going violent, Xiao Fan had no other way.
Bang!
It was like a muffled thunder resounding in Xiao Fan's chest, and he found that his eyes could see more clearly the moment he entered a state of rage, and even the crazy attack of the ghost seemed to have slowed down.
Leaves don't stick to the body!
As if teleporting, Xiao Fan approached the ghost in an instant, narrowly avoiding the countless knife qi that came from the chop, and a pair of daggers were already ping-pong endlessly.
"Slash, slash, slash!" the ghost yelled frantically, completely abandoning his defense.
Xiao Fan couldn't understand why these dogs in the Wa Kingdom had to shout before attacking, was it to strengthen their courage?
Don't they know that a dog that doesn't bark bites?
"your lungs!"
Xiao Fan whispered in his heart, clenched his fist with one hand, and the majestic internal strength burst out.
But his figure disappeared quietly.