Chapter 189: Death to Fight

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The ghost-faced man didn't know what Yang Fan was throwing, and his intense curiosity made him turn his head to look.

At this time, Yang Fan raised the Nine Drives Sword and slashed at the head of the ghost-faced man.

"It's good to come!" the ghost-faced man shouted, although he turned his head to look back, but he did not relax his vigilance against Yang Fan, Yang Fan's every move was under his control.

I saw that the ghost-faced man was not in a hurry, and when the nine-drive sword reached the top of his head, he suddenly opened his right hand, and the three iron claws of his right hand opened widely, and then firmly grasped the sword body of Yang Fan's nine-drive sword.

At the same time, he raised his left hand, and the short knife in his left hand immediately slashed towards Yang Fan's throat.

Yang Fan saw that his long sword was grabbed by the ghost-faced man, and his heart was in a hurry, he hurriedly pulled it back, but the three iron grasps on the ghost-faced man's right hand were firmly grasped, and the nine-wheel sword did not move at all.

At this time, the ghost-faced man's left-hand short knife had already arrived in front of Yang Fan.

It's not good, Yang Fan secretly screamed that it was not good, he knew the sharpness of the nine-wheel sword, and it could be said that it was like sharpening iron like mud. But now it is firmly held in the hands of the Ghostface, and it seems that the Ghostface's iron claws are not made of ordinary things.

Yang Fan didn't want to give up the sword that his master gave him, so he quickly reached into his waist with his left hand, copied it at his waist, and took out a small sword and held it in his hand, and then Yang Fan separated the ghost-faced man's left hand knife upwards.

Since the ghost-faced man's hands were cut off by Lao Chunqiu, he has indeed languished for a while.

For a person who practices martial arts, without his hands, most of his martial arts will be ruined, and the ghost-faced man almost lost his confidence at that time.

After a while, Ghostface himself thought of a method, which was to install a prosthetic limb on his wrist, but after he installed a prosthetic hand, his hand was not very flexible, and it was even more difficult to hold a weapon in his hand.

Don't say it, this method is really effective, and when he does it with others in the future, because everyone is not wary of the weapons on his wrists, he has been successfully attacked by him many times.

At the beginning, the weapon he built on his wrist was just ordinary iron, and he was often damaged when he worked with others, so he began to look for high-quality equipment, and he should be lucky, and then he found a piece of thousand-year-old cold iron, and found a famous craftsman to build him into the weapon in his hand now.

The ghost-faced man was overjoyed when he saw Yang Fan's sword being grabbed by himself, he thought that he could take Yang Fan by surprise this time, not to mention killing him, at least let him be injured, but he didn't expect Yang Fan to throw a small sword, and there was a small sword at his waist, and his sneak attack was unsuccessful.

"Your sword doesn't work. The ghost-faced man snorted, then raised his left hand and slashed at Yang Fan's head again.

Yang Fan hurriedly parried with the small sword in his left hand.

"Dangdang, dang. In an instant, the swords struck each other more than a dozen times.

Although Yang Fan blocked the attack of the ghost-faced man, Yang Fan was very difficult, because the ghost-faced man was attacking, he was defensive, Yang Fan not only had to judge the ghost-faced man's method of making a knife, but also had to shoot more quickly, so that he could hold it.

"That's not going to work. Yang Fan's sideburns were already sweating slightly, "If this continues, I have to lose." ”

Yang Fan thought secretly.

At this moment, the knife in the ghost-faced man's left hand flashed deftly and stabbed Yang Fan's throat from the bottom up.

"Horse, I'll take a gamble and fight for you. Yang Fan simply ignored the ghost-faced man's short knife, he directly waved his left hand and slashed the small sword towards the ghost-faced man's throat.

The ghost-faced man didn't expect that Yang Fan would not parry his own knife, but take the initiative to attack himself, such a result, although his own knife would cut Yang Fan's throat, and Yang Fan's small sword would also pierce his throat, "This is the same way to fight!"

In an instant, dozens of changes flashed through the ghost-faced man's mind, but the most common result of any change was that the two of them died together.

"I haven't lived long enough!" the Ghostface didn't have time to think about it anymore, he retracted his left hand and lowered the knife to his throat.

With a "dang", Yang Fan's small sword stabbed into the ghost-faced man's knife, splashing a few sparks.

"I'll hack you to death. The ghost-faced man pushed Yang Fan's small sword back with a hard push with his left hand, and then stabbed Yang Fan's temple with a knife in his left hand.

"Haha, it's good if you're afraid of death. Yang Fan was overjoyed in his heart, seeing that the ghost-faced man didn't dare to fight with him, he was even more relieved, and simply didn't care where the ghost-faced man's knife slashed at him, just used his sword to greet the ghost-faced man's vital point.

With a "whoosh" sound, Yang Fan's small sword in his left hand stabbed into the heart of the ghost-faced man's left chest.

"It's this way of playing again. The ghost-faced man broke out in a cold sweat, he quickly pulled the knife back, and forcibly held Yang Fan's small sword.

After a while, the two of them made more than a dozen moves.

"Horse, you still want to be shameless!" The ghost-faced man was annoyed and embarrassed by Yang Fan, and scolded loudly.

"If you want to be shameless, I want your life. Yang Fan didn't pay attention to the ghost-faced man's words at all, and just stabbed the ghost-faced man with a sword.

"It's not going to work, I can't stand it for a long time. The ghost-faced man thought about it, he weighed it again, let go of his right hand, and then stepped back, letting go of Yang Fan's sword.

Both of them took a few steps back, pulled out of their positions, and started again.

"Stinky boy, your despicable tricks can't be used now. Ha ha. The ghost-faced man cracked Yang Fan's trick and laughed.

"Old immortal. Yang Fan pointed at the ghost-faced man with his sword, "You can't help me if you grab my sword, let alone now." ”

"Huh!" Ghostface thought to himself, "That's the truth!" But he was willing to admit defeat, so he jumped up, came to Yang Fan's side, and began to attack again.

"Look at what other moves you have for an old immortal. Yang Fan raised the Nine Drives Sword and slashed at the ghost-faced man's head.

The ghost-faced figure slipped around and came behind Yang Fan, and hit Yang Fan's back with his left and right hands.

Yang Fan leaped forward, dodging the Ghostface's attack.

"This is the time. Yang Fan turned his head and let out the breath that had been held in the dantian.

"Phoenix Nine Style First Move Young Phoenix Qingsheng" Yang Fan roared, and a stream of air spurted out of Yang Fan's mouth, gradually forming a small phoenix, rushing towards the ghost-faced man.

This phoenix is a little different from the phoenix sent out by Yang Fan before, this phoenix is covered with a circle of golden flames, as if it fell from the sky.

"Suffer death!" Yang Fan jumped forward, raised the Nine Drives Sword, and followed the phoenix to stab at the ghost-faced man, he wanted to take advantage of the few seconds when the ghost-faced man was stunned by the phoenix, and the ghost-faced man was killed.