Chapter Twenty-Three: Fighting a Seventh-level Martial Artist

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So he burst out, and a locust branch went straight to his heart.

"Heh, we dare to kill people in public in our territory, you really don't know how to write the word "death"! ”

The vice captain hadn't seen Captain Long's corpse for the time being, so he burst into applause, showing his innate sixth-level cultivation, and as soon as he made a move, it was a blow with enough soul power.

Vice Captain Wang Yang is a well-known militant, although he is a congenital level six, his strength is by no means below Captain Long.

A blow that exploded his soul power shattered the branch in Yang Fan's hand head-on, he stepped forward, his body leaned back, his feet took root, and his body swept towards Yang Fan diagonally. The flat right hand emitted a cold light like a blade.

Bang, Yang Fan jumped up on the spot, his hands slapped downward, trying to block Wang Yang's sweep.

Wang Yang was very sophisticated, and suddenly stopped sweeping and turned upward to meet it. The body was suspended in the air and lacked a focus point, and he firmly believed that Yang Fan would inevitably explode.

Based on this judgment, the moment the two of their arms touched, Wang Yang's knees had already been raised to his chest.

Just bend and kick.

Who says hanging in the air has to be weak? What Yang Fan performed was the ape fight after the formation of the colorful disc. What started as a top-down downfall has evolved into a top-down bombardment.

Boom, the strong palm force made Wang Yang's follow-up bombardment ineffective, and the raised left leg became his weakness.

Standing unsteadily on one leg, he was stunned and fell to his knees by Yang Fan's volley.

Bang, Yang Fan succeeded in one move, and the follow-up attack had already been killed, and he chose the same kick as Wang Yang.

Despite the defeat of one move, Wang Yang still remedied it in time, and he kicked Yang Fan with a violent kick.

Boom, both of them were shaken away at the same time. The members of the mountain guard team immediately rushed forward when they saw that the two sides were evenly matched.

Yang Fan had long been ready to fight in groups, and the Flame Palm was unleashed without reservation. With the cooperation of Ling Xubu, there was a hard fight.

When he knocked down the five people, he was also hit by a sword and was hit by Wang Yang's palm.

Wow, the sea spat out a mouthful of blood, and the pain in his chest was incomparable.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists to fight again. Suffering from his empty fighting skills but unable to display them, even if he barely swings the move, he can only swing a thousand pounds in four or two.

After all, four taels were defeated by a thousand catties.

The crowd was also mad, and the wounded were relieved, not to mention that the battle had already attracted others.

In a quarter of an hour of fighting, a dozen people fell, but dozens were filled. There was a time limit for robbing and killing Yang Fan and Yun Ling, and the guards did their best. They fight for themselves and for others.

Yang Fan's clothes have been dyed red, with the blood of the enemy and his own. He was wounded in the arms and thighs.

Man-to-sea battles are terrifying. When you have an enemy that you can't kill, in addition to desperately, you should think about how to scatter the enemies and destroy them individually.

Dispersing the enemy soldiers was not a little difficult for Yang Fan. He's fast.

Fight and fight and lose the enemy. Wang Yang, who looked at the corpses all over the ground and stroked his chest and gasped, cursed: "Damn madman, does anyone know where he came from." ”

When you fight, you don't know what fear is, but when you stop fighting and you stand next to the corpse of your companion, anyone will be afraid.

Yang Fan's disappearance gave them a chance to breathe, and at the same time, it also gave him a strong fear.

An innate fourth-level martial artist can escape smoothly after killing nineteen people under the siege of dozens of innate fourth-level, fifth-level, and even sixth-level martial artists. This ability is beyond their knowledge of martial artists.

No one answered, and everyone had never seen Yang Fan.

"Phew, chase me." Wang Yang spat out bloody saliva and rushed to the front. They didn't dare to split up anymore, and everyone looked out for each other and searched slowly.

Whoosh, bang, swish, bang.

Although they were not careful, from the beginning of the search, some of their teammates fell one after another, and even if they did not die, their ribs in their chests must have been broken.

The blood-red fingerprints terrified everyone.

"Captain Wang, we will be slowly killed by him!"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of, we have people! Everyone gathered. ”

Wang Yang was also depressed. The enemy's speed is too fast. appeared eight times, and he was stunned that he didn't catch up with the shot. Not to mention the loss of eight new forces in vain, the rest of the people have already begun to panic.

I'm not making you afraid, I'm making you die. Yang Fan didn't know how many people were behind him, and he had to settle the battle as soon as possible. Only three of the eight sneak attacks were killed, and five were seriously wounded. This result is far from extricating oneself.

The enemy is already in a circle, and it is no longer possible to sneak attack alone. They are all people who are about the same strength as themselves. All he could think of was the phantom of the sea of qi.

Running the Hidden Mind Method, forcibly stimulating the phantom riot, a layer of vague shadows has appeared on Yang Fan's body surface.

The power of the illusory shadow had exploded, and the guards who had gathered in a group suddenly became uneasy. The sound of panicked footsteps was accompanied by a nervous meaning, and they saw Yang Fan surrounded by an illusory figure.

What is this ability? The phantom's large hands released a majestic heat. Everyone felt a powerful force as if they were about to pull their souls away.

Yang Fan burst into the crowd with a loud shout.

Ah, bang. There was a muffled sound, and the person who was waiting for death with his head in his arms was shocked to find that he was still alive. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Yang Fan had recovered to his original state and was palmed with a person.

First Captain, Coulee!

The crowd sighed, "Saved!" "With the innate seventh-level Gu Captain here, no matter how strong the enemy is, he is not afraid.

"Captain Gu, he killed nineteen of our brothers." Wang Yang did not forget to complain about Yang Fan's crimes.

Gu Li stomped his feet and erupted, separating himself from Yang Fan with all his might. Before he could stand still, he slapped his palm. A palm with an infinite chill.

Yang Fan can be said to have been shaken open by him, his body is still retreating, and Gu Li's follow-up attack has arrived.

The cold wind blows on the face, and the chill is biting. Where the wind blew, the ground was frosted.

Wouldn't this palm be a little more powerful and be able to shoot the ice directly?

"Good hand."

Water and fire are restrained, Yang Fan did not hesitate to return to the fire to set fire to the plain.

Whew, bang, the invisible palm force collided with hot and cold, stirring up a puff of smoke. I only heard Gu Li say coldly: "You can also enter the third-order demonic beast circle?" The words were full of disdain and mockery.

Ya, Mu Chong is really a troublemaker! pushed his murder crime away so quickly, and he could also incite a vote of people to chase and kill Yang Fan.

The person who came was also an innate seventh-level martial artist, but his strength was far above that dragon captain. He obviously chased after Mu Chong's bewitchment.

It's not a hard fight to save his life. What's more, when he came, Lao Zhang must have been nearby, Yang Fan said: "You are very wrong to come here to confirm this matter." ”

Gu Li glanced around, and finally his gaze stayed on Yang Fan: "It's really wrong, you are not my opponent at all." After speaking, the corners of his mouth went up, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"Is there really no master and strong man in the mountains?" Gu Li smiled lightly and then sighed slightly, and there was a hint of loneliness between his eyebrows. If you want to meet a real master, you can only go to the academy?

Uh, Yang Fan is energetic, you are ignoring it. He immediately emphasized, "You can't help but look down on Mu Chong too early to make conclusions." ”

He didn't say that he underestimated himself, but said that Gu Li underestimated Mu Chong. On the one hand, I want to tell you that you should not doubt if you believe in someone, and on the other hand, you want to tell him that you can't trust anyone.

Does the sixth level of innate dare to lie in front of him? Coulee replied with absolute confidence: Don't dare.

He believed that what Mu Chong said was true, and Wang Tao was attacked to death by him. On the way here, I saw the corpse of Captain Dragon again. Only then did he become very interested in the "master" who suddenly appeared.

Who knew that when they fought, they found that the other party was much worse than they imagined. However, Yang Fan's words still aroused his interest.

"You are looking for death, I don't mind bullying the small!"

"There is no size of a warrior, only strength and weakness." Yang Fan was very uncomfortable listening to it and immediately retorted.

Very good, a good sentence only strong and weak! Gu Li smiled all over his face: "Then I will bully the weak." He is still emphasizing that his strength is far above Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was already speechless for him, and overconfidence was narcissism. Even narcissism has to be a little limited. Coulee apparently ignored the limits.

At the end of the conversation is the battle. Although Gu Li laughed, he didn't hold back at all.

Running his own martial art "Xuan Bing Jue" to show his hands and feet, he slapped seven palms in one breath, one palm was stronger than the other, palms were connected, and when the palm wind was finished, a fist-sized ice cube was condensed and shot towards Yang Fan at great speed.

"Relying on accumulated moves to hit the ice, your martial arts cultivation is very limited, right?"

Yang Fan looked directly at the flying ice, condensed the power of the phantom in his palm, and suddenly shot when the ice flew in front of him.

Wave your arms, spread your hands, and make your fists.

Bang...... Laugh at! Grabbing the ice, the phantom devouring power is so weird. Ice cubes melt in your hand.

The phantom devoured the ice cube with soul power and released a trace of power, and the multicolored disc suddenly burst into grabbing.

Yang Fan's head was big, and he felt that there were two monsters in his body! Do you have to be wary of you when fighting people?

"Give me all the quiet." He pressed down and took control of the multicolored disc, and at the same time, an iron fist of Coulee had already landed heavily on his chest.

Boom, Yang Fan's body bent forward, and the person exploded backwards.

Gu Li succeeded in one move, and chased three punches in two consecutive close quarters.

Bang, Yang Fan fell two feet again and stood up with one hand. Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were like fire and shouted, "It's my turn." ”

Whew, whoosh, bang, bang.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan had already beaten Gu Li Wuquan and knocked him three feet away.

Although Gu Li was inexplicably beaten a few times, he found the answer he wanted: "With your speed, it is useless to encounter a third-order demonic beast." ”

Damn, return Warcraft! Yang Fan really suspected that there was something wrong with his brain. When you meet such a person, you have only one way to shut him up. That is to kill him.

Being bombarded by the fists of an innate seventh-level martial artist was unbearable pain, but just now, Yang Fan found that whether it was a phantom or a multicolored disc, when attacked, it would release energy to protect its body autonomously.

This is by no means their spiritual dominance, but the control of their own divine thoughts.

For a moment, Yang Fan drove the phantom and the multicolored disc. This is an important finding.

Fighting is indeed the best way to know yourself, and death is always the only way to stimulate human potential...