"Bang!"

Chen Oak's iron fist struck a hard object.

He fixed his eyes on a black scarred sword.

Chen Ouke stopped, and a young man in white flashed in front of him.

Yan Qingxue's eyes lit up, "Zhang Fan!"

Zhang Fan fell down clearly, and the marks of the famous weapon king were inserted on the ground, and the surrounding ground was shattered.

A cloud of dust and smoke rose slightly, and a tall figure stood here.

Her slender hair fluttered in the wind, and her deep eyes flashed with a little streamer.

It's unremarkable, but it's hard to see.

This aura, even the man in black was shocked by him.

Why is this kid's aura so weird?

Yan Nantian was stunned for a moment, "Didn't this weak guy escape? Why did he also rush back." ”

Zhang Fan glanced at the Yan Huang spear on the ground, and was ashamed in his heart.

It seems that he is still late.

Yan Huangmao, who he always thought was a scumbag, is now also an admirable figure.

Looking at people, you really can't just look at the surface.

"Boy, do you want to come over and save the beauty heroically?" Chen Oak made a strange sound.

"Hero saves beauty? Hmph! This is my people!" Zhang Fan's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly became stronger.

Yan Qingxue's face turned red, and she muttered softly, "What nonsense." ”

"You have to think clearly, this kid on the ground is your example!" Chen Oak pointed at Yan Huang spear and threatened.

"He is my role model, he deserves my respect and learning, you are not as good as a hair from him. Chen Fan drew out the sword of the king's trace.

Chen Ouke snorted, "Hmph, since you insist on sending you to death, then I will fulfill you." ”

His palms were cold, and he used the crumbling palms that he was good at.

It's over, this kid must be reckless, a hero saves the beauty? How can he have this ability, this is sending him to death, Yan Nantian covered his face and didn't dare to continue looking.

Zhang Fan didn't hurry to raise his sword to block, and his extremely fast palm skills were blocked by him.

Coincidentally, I just got out of the customs and planned to find someone to practice my hands.

This mindless guy came up and beat him around.

It's okay, don't send it to your door, don't want it in vain.

Zhang Fan's sword slashed and rotated an arc from the top left to the bottom right, which was a double shuttle of the moon and sun, and its swordsmanship was elegant and smooth.

Chen Oak's palm was broken, his feet were entangled, and he almost fell to the ground.

He controlled his body, but his steps were already messy, and his heart was disrupted.

Yan Nantian withdrew his palm, but Zhang Fan was unharmed.

Could this kid really have the strength to be strong?

"Looks like we have to show some real skills!" Chen Oak stood up forcefully.

The effects of the drug were about to wear off, and he planned to do it quickly.

The fist was on fire, and the red fire fist was shot again.

"Zhang Fan be careful, this is a true qi martial art, and the power is huge. Yan Qingxue reminded loudly.

"It's late!" Chen Oak approached Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan smiled evilly, and Wang Zhen drew out the afterimage, and clicked out a few times out of thin air.

Chen Oak was forced to stop the offensive, he only felt that his palms were pierced again and again, and the blood between his fingers was not stopping.

What a fast sword! Bend point, this is a method that few sword cultivators can do to break the wind.

The man in black looked at Zhang Fangao a few points.

Zhang Fan smiled, "It's so bad, don't come out and spray feces all over your mouth." ”

"You're looking for death!" Chen Oak's face was fierce, and the soles of his feet broke through the ground, and his true qi burst in.

"Then you want to try?!" Zhang Fan hooked his fingers, obviously defiant.

"Die!" Chen Ouke's face turned red angrily.

His fists lit up red flames, and his true qi quickly evaporated, and the soaring flames rose like a fire god descending.

"Red Flame Fist!" Chen Ouke shouted and hit Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan secretly said in his heart, carving insect skills!

He stood for a breath, and his body seemed to merge with the sword.

Infinite Swordsmanship, First Style, Orbital Assault!

Zhang Fan turned into a meteor trail and shuttled around Chen Oak, and the sword slashed out dozens of times in Yishun.

Dao traces of light cut through all parts of Chen Oak's body.

Blood slowly flowed down the scars.

Yan Nantian was shocked, this was actually his ancestral Wuji Sword Technique!

He has studied this trick for decades, and he can't find a way to do it.

However, this hairy boy he despised actually learned this trick.

The first form of the Infinite Sword Technique, Orbital Assault.

No, didn't you give this sword trick to your daughter?

Could it be that the daughter ......

Zhang Fan snapped his fingers, stood in place with his sword, and whispered, "Explosion!"

The blood marks on Chen Oak's body erupted in an instant, and blood gushed out.

"Ahh

He splattered blood like a fountain piston.

Scarlet blood stained his entire body.

He begged the man in black for help, "Brother Du save me, save me." ”

The man in black was quick and jumped over to help him stop the bleeding.

"What a vicious boy, do you want him to bleed and die of shock?" said the man in black in a deep voice.

Zhang Fan sneered, "Vicious? Can I let him kill my yellow-haired brother, but I can't take revenge and let him do whatever he wants? What is your so-called viciousness? Just because I want to kill him? Ridiculous!"

The man in black applauded, "What a sharp-toothed boy." ”

"Then let me teach you how to use your swordsmanship. "The man in black turned his hands into claws, and the tiger pounced.

"You're not qualified either. Zhang Fan waved his fingers, and there was wind under his feet.

"Bing—"

The black-clothed man's 'Tiger Claw' stiffly clamped Zhang Fan's Wang Scar Sword.

The strength of the two is equal to that of each other.

He pulled out his other hand in turn.

Zhang Fan raised his head and shook his claws open with a sword.

Orbital Raid!

After he broke free from the black-clothed man's control, his body blurred, and he crossed the trails beside the black-clothed man.

"Is this another trick?" the man in black stood still and observed.

Zhang Fan practiced the first style to the fullest, and even the masters of the inner family could not see through his swordsmanship.

The man in black saw the opportunity and looked back at the tiger's claws.

The seemingly physical figure has no real thing.

One fell short, and he didn't dig it out!

The opponent is like a ghost knife, you can't see it, you can't see it!

The man in black tried his best to dodge, but the blade still left scars on his body.

Zhang Fan is too fast, and his wind-like moves are dazzling.

The man in black was secretly uncomfortable, and he was beaten all over his body.

"Good boy, there are two hits. He clapped his hands, and his anger swept away.

The man in black gestured again, but this time it was different from the last time.

He was indistinguishable from a walking tiger in every movement.

The footsteps stomped on the ground, and the sound became softened.

His eyes were cruel and his eyes were fixed on the 'prey'.

I'm afraid this is an intermediate True Qi Martial Technique. Yan Qingxue saw through it at a glance.

"Tiger down!" the man in black jumped and descended.

Zhang Fan faintly heard a deafening tiger roar in his ears.

The disciples present all hugged their heads and ran around, and the noise was extremely deadly.

Some of the children were stunned by the tiger's roar and burst their eardrums.

Yan Nantian took the opportunity to sit back and recover.

He was amazed that this kid he had always looked down on was so capable.

Now it's up to him to turn things around.

Even if it doesn't work, there is a chance to delay the time and wait for yourself to recover half a point.

At this time, Zhang Fan didn't cover his ears, he closed his eyes and ignored them.

He didn't need to look at the blow anymore.

Wang Zhen pointed straight to the sky, "Break!"

The sword in his hand suddenly ejected.

The palm of the man in black was pierced by Wang Scar.

Ignoring his injuries, he swirled and kicked in a roundabout way.

Zhang Fan grabbed it, and Wang Zhen returned to his hands.

Shadowless Sword!

The sword came out of the sword and came back, and the sword shadow was blurred back and forth, and Rao was a discerning person could not see the speed.

After not knowing how many swords, the man in black let out a painful sigh and retreated to the rear.

"Where to go!" Zhang Fan made two sword flowers.

The sword wind is agitated, and it is difficult for the man in black to withdraw.

In desperation, he made another move and repelled Zhang Fan.

Are the current juniors all geniuses and demons?

A girl here has acquired cultivation at a young age.

And this sword cultivator kid is not even an opponent himself.

That's it, that's it, thirty-six plans are the best plan.

"Boy, what's your name?" asked the man in black.

"Isn't it already written on your arm?" Zhang Fan put away his sword.

I saw that the pieces of cloth on the arms of the man in black were torn apart layer by layer.

The blood stains turned into two vigorous and powerful characters, Zhang Fan!

This kid has such a method!

The man in black had to admit it.

He picked up Chen Oak with one hand and left.

"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, and we will have a period in the future. ”

The silence disappeared, leaving only the children of the Chen family and the children of the Ximen family stunned in place.

How many of the leaders have run away?

They began to be chaotic, lost their military morale, and began to be suppressed by the Yan family.

On the ground not far away, Simon Blowing Snow's fingers moved.

He 'came back from the dead' to his feet and spat out the blood packet in his mouth.

"Chen Oak's waste is really useless, I can't rely on him to be reliable, then I can only make a profit from a fisherman now. He muttered to himself like a nobody.

Yan Qingxue's eyes widened, wasn't he dead?

I saw the sword stab him in the heart.

What's going on?

Watching Simon blow the snow and move her hands and feet, she was confused.

"Don't panic, everyone, it's okay, cheer me up!"

He shouted, "Boy, come and die!"

Zhang Fan was surprised, feeling that this cheeky person was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead until now.

Seeing that others are almost consuming with themselves, they jumped out and made a profit?

Before he could finish his surprise, a burst of laughter came.

Nangong Invincible also walked back with a flowing hairstyle.

It turned out that he didn't leave either.

Yan Qingxue was numb, what the hell is going on?!

Nangong Invincible and Ximen Chuixue clapped their hands, "Brother Ximen, my acting skills have increased after so many years." ”

"Where, where, Brother Nangong, you are amazing, you can do it to the point of being fake, even I almost believe it, admire, admire. ”

Nangong Invincible clenched his fists slightly, "You're polite, now that Chen Ouke has been defeated and ran away with his acquired master, the Yan family will belong to us." ”

"That's right, what we're waiting for is now, as long as we kill this sword cultivator boy, then taking down this Yan family is just a matter of easy reach. ”

Zhang Fan was speechless, they were all a group of treacherous and cunning people.

"Hey, old fox, we're pretty much talking. ”

Nangong was invincible and angry, "Presumptuous! How can the elders interject when they speak, you yellow-haired boy still lacks education, slap your mouth!"

Syllable!

Zhang Fan slapped him in the face.

"Hey, old turtle three, can you be quiet now?"