Chapter 112: They are all lawless people

Meng Fan was slightly surprised that this woman named Duoji Palan didn't leave.

Is it that she doesn't know how terrible the Night Knife is? Apparently not.

Duoji Paran knows very well how powerful the night knife Xiaoqi is, but at this time, she has to stay. Whether Meng Fan believed what she said or not, she identified Meng Fan.

The man in black didn't care if she left or not, anyway, one person was wasted, and two people were wasted. The three major gangs in Xicheng District, this opponent is precisely the territory of the Buddha. In the past, he didn't bother to care about these small gangs, but the Nanhai Gang turned out to be obedient, and they were the Buddha's people. It's just right to go against the Buddha.

The night knife was already about to be moved, slowly twitching the scimitar at his waist, different from Dorje Paran, his knife was slender, less than half a finger wide, as thin as a piece of paper, a bit like an island katana, the whole body was dark, and I didn't know what material was cast. There was a dark glow. The knife was broken, only half a foot long, and the hilt was longer than the blade.

Night Knife stroked the broken knife, his eyes were full of blazing at the moment, shining with an incomparable killing aura, he said: "This knife is not a katana, it is a Tang knife, I found it in a cave. There is also a parchment scroll that records a remnant of the knife technique. There are only nine forms, and I have only practiced the seventh form for ten years. Don't you know who I am, then I'll tell you now, three years ago, I ranked sixteenth on the national art list, known as the Night Sword Ghost Seven! ”

At this moment, his whole person changed, the ruffian aura of Jiao'er Langdang disappeared without a trace, and the ruthlessness and decisiveness in his eyes were like a flood that burst the embankment, rolling in from all directions. Staring at Meng Fan was like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

It can be said that in addition to the people of the Xu family, Meng Fan came into contact with the masters of the national arts list for the first time, and he was also ranked in the top dozen, ranking three years ago. Night Knife Ghost Seven, in the past three years, he has not stopped cultivating the sword technique on the residual spectrum, and he has been polishing himself again and again, and his skills must be even more terrifying.

Meng Fan was not timid because of his name, but was faintly excited. He really wanted to know what level the cultivation of the Jiedan Realm was at, and what chance he had of winning against the masters of the Shangguo Skill List.

Ghost Seven made a move, the broken knife lay horizontally, a simple starting style, without even a little fancy posture, he was like an old man who got up in the morning to play Tai Chi Sword in the square and park, pushing the broken knife flatly, slowly. But with an overwhelming shock.

A master, you don't have to wait until the sword is cut on your body to see blood before you notice the coming crisis, Meng Fan stared at the broken knife and frowned, obviously it was just a simple starting style, so slow that even a seven or eight-year-old child could kick him and run away, but he felt an indescribable sense of crisis.

This feeling does not come from the broken knife, but the indomitable momentum, emanating from the ghost seven, at this moment, he is the knife, and the knife is the person!

Man and knife in one! It may not be able to open up the world, but it will certainly be multiplied.

Night Knife Ghost Seven, still staring at Meng Fan, there was no expression on his face, but it was just like that, the attitude of conceit to the stock was vividly expressed.

Meng Fan smiled, the corners of his mouth grinned, and gradually opened wider and wider, and laughed loudly. Just as Hu Wei, who was sitting behind his desk, felt that he was scared because of his imminent death, Meng Fan suddenly stopped laughing.

In an instant, a violent aura was overwhelming. instantly filled the entire room, so frightened that Hu Wei opened his mouth, and was stunned to freeze the words that wanted to laugh at him in his throat.

Meng Fan did not advance but retreated, stepped forward, was extremely arrogant, and said: "Come on, let me see how high the person who ranks sixteenth on the national arts list is!" I'd like to see if you can stop me from destroying the South Sea Gang. ”

Before the words fell, Ghost Seven moved.

The momentum is like a bamboo, and it is as fast as lightning.

One second it was still pushing slowly, and the next second it suddenly exerted force, so fast that Dorje Paran didn't even have time to exclaim.

With this step, the distance between Meng Fan and Ghost Seven was less than two meters. The broken knife in Ghost Qi's hand was less than half a foot, and with a ninety-centimeter-long arm, there was still a distance of half a meter. But the opportunity he chose was amazingly good, when Meng Fan's front foot did not fall and his center of gravity was unstable, he suddenly made a move.

A knife out, no fancy, when the head is chopped, courageous, there is a god to block and kill God, and the Buddha blocks the momentum.

The speed is too fast, the knife is too majestic! Just a starting hand has entered the general trend of overwhelming mountains and seas, and the knife sharpened in the past ten years is like the top of Mount Tai.

"Be careful!" Dorje Paran's voice came out at this time, and the knife was faster than the sound!

Sting!

The windbreaker on Meng Fan's body, from his chest to his abdomen, was cut by a knife!

However, it was only the clothes that were torn! At the last moment, Meng Fan still did not retreat but advanced, his arm reached out like lightning, and he grabbed Ghost Qi's wrist, the knife just now, when he turned around, the blade of his clothes was cut open.

The world's martial arts are unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable.

Meng Fan didn't know kung fu, and he didn't even use the half of the Xingyi Quan that he learned in the Xu family, relying solely on the cultivation of the Yudan Realm, at the moment when the Night Sword Ghost Seven accelerated, he suddenly made a move.

"Bump!"

A back fall, Ghost Qi was thrown out by Meng Fan turned over, and did not hit the wall behind him, his feet fell to the ground, his palms supported the wall, and the sound of two soles stepping on the front of him "snapped". Then his feet slammed into force, and his body shot out like a cannonball, and the broken knife glowed with a dark black light.

From the bottom up, it slashed diagonally, faster, more ferocious, with the sound of breaking the wind, like the roar of a tiger when it pounces on its food.

Meng Fan took the initiative to catch up again.

Bang bang bang

The two exchanged more than ten moves like lightning. Meng Fan never used the Xu family's Xingyi Fist, and fought with his body instinct. After more than 30 moves, Meng Fan planted two punches and one kick, and finally caught the opportunity and kicked Ghost Qi in the chest. Kicked him out, and this time Onichi couldn't stop his upside-down body, hit the wall and bounced back, falling to the ground with a thud.

After struggling a few times, he vomited a mouthful of blood, and his neck was crooked and he fainted.

Hu Wei was stunned, he knew that Meng Fan was powerful, and he knew that the Night Sword Ghost Seven was terrifying, but no matter which of these two people, he had never really seen them make a move.

Now, he knows. is not at the same level at all, those martial arts scenes that can only appear in movies appear in front of him so vividly.

"I said, if you destroy the South China Sea Gang today, no one can stop it!" After solving the ghost seven, Meng Fan turned to look at Hu Wei.

Hu Wei smiled, the kind of remorse and despair that was like seeing death coming. People who don't want to die will struggle in the end, even if they know that struggling is useless, he said: "Brother, let me go, I promise not to retaliate in the future." As long as you show up, I'll definitely take a detour. ”

Meng Fan snorted coldly and said, "I believe that the dead will not retaliate. ”

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