Chapter 162: The End

When the man in black slashed down and immediately looked behind Xia Fan, there was no feeling of a blade entering the flesh in his hand, but a crisp sound of gold and iron sounding in his ears, and at the same time, there was an abrupt feeling of being blocked in his hand.

What's the situation?!

The man in black frowned slightly, subconsciously looked down again, and then immediately his pupils contracted violently.

I saw Xia Fan cross his arms, raise them above his head, and fold his two forearms together, blocking his inevitable knife!

And on Xia Fan's forearm, there is a pair of arm guards that don't look unusual!

The sound of the clash of gold and iron came from the collision between the war knife in his hand and the pair of armguards!

How can it be!

This battle knife of his is a treasure of the fifth level of black iron!

Even in the battle, he never took it out, in order to use this knife to rush out in the event of an irreparable accident!

With this combat knife in hand, his combat effectiveness can be increased by at least three percent!

This is also his last hole card!

But in front of me...... This black iron fifth-level war knife was actually blocked by a pair of mediocre arm guards?!

What a Kyushu joke!

Could it be that this pair of arm guards is also a treasure refining of the fifth level of black iron?!

Even if it is a martial artist, it is impossible to exert the power of refining the treasure itself!

If the hardness of the refining treasure alone can block his battle sword, then this pair of arm guards ...... What level do you have to go to?!

The man in black felt an incomparably ridiculous feeling welling up in his heart.

But Xia Fan didn't have any intention of letting him continue to think, while blocking his knife, Xia Fan's face turned pale in an instant, obviously even if the arm guard blocked the battle knife, but the power from the strong man of the Martial Sect, as well as the impact of the vitality itself, still hit Xia Fan hard in an instant!

Gritting his teeth, Xia Fan finally endured and didn't let his breath go, and after waving his arm to open the war knife for the first time, he grabbed the two wrists of the man in black with both hands!

At the same time, he shouted: "Steward Zhou! Do it! ”

Chill out!

Steward Zhou, who had not moved, had already reached the back of the man in black, and his sharp claws slashed down, and the smooth claw body reflected the moonlight onto the face of the man in black!

Then the plasma burst out, and Steward Zhou's sharp claws slashed down, directly cutting off the arms of the man in black at the shoulder!

From the man in black appearing in front of Xia Fan, to Steward Zhou cutting off the arms of the man in black, and closing his eyes back and forth, it was a blink of his eyes.

But the changes in the situation between the fields are so great that they are like the world is turned upside down, which is dizzying!

"Ah!!h

The terrible screams of the man in black soared into the sky, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the severed arm.

The old butler didn't stop his movements, but after cutting off the arms of the man in black in a sneak attack, he took advantage of the fact that the man in black was temporarily covered with flaws due to severe pain, and bent over again, and his claws surrounded the crotch of the man in black!

"Flutter!"

The sharp claws staggered, and the legs of the man in black also followed in the footsteps of his arms!

In such an instant, the strongest man in black, who had reached the seventh-rank martial arts sect, was actually cut into a human stick by the old butler!

The man in black had blue tendons on his forehead exposed, and his eyes were almost all protruding because of the severe pain, if ordinary people had suffered such a heavy blow, I am afraid that they would have fainted directly due to the extreme pain.

However, the man in black is a strong man in the Martial Sect, and his body's bearing capacity is naturally far from being comparable to that of ordinary people, so despite the unbearable pain, he still maintains a clear mind.

Seeing the man in black fall in front of him due to the loss of his legs, Xia Fan's tense nerves were relaxed.

The breath that had been holding back finally opened its mouth and spit it out, and what was spit out along with the turbidity was a large pool of blood!

Putting the arm guard back into the ring, Xia Fan stumbled, and the person fell to the ground softly, and his eyes were dark...... I fainted.

Although the hardness of the arm guard blocked the battle knife of the man in black, it was the power of the Seven-Rank Martial Sect after all!

Even if it didn't cause direct damage, just the impact force was definitely not something that Xia Fan could resist now.

If any ordinary six-rank martial artist were here, even if the arm guard could block the sword below, it would basically be directly shocked into meat sauce under the terrifying impact!

If it weren't for the fact that Xia Fan's physical strength far exceeded that of a martial artist of the same level, and the quality of the vitality in his body was by no means comparable to that of a martial artist of the same level, it would never be as simple as being seriously injured and unconscious......

As Xia Fan fainted, the strongest man in black was cut into a human stick, and only the last remaining man in black knew that the general trend was gone, and finally had no extra thoughts, turned around and wanted to escape.

However, Fan Li's reaction was still faster than him, and Yang Wanli and the old housekeeper also joined the encirclement and suppression of the last man in black as soon as possible.

In the end, it didn't take much effort to kill the last man in black on the spot!

Originally, a few people wanted to stay alive, but in the end, the man in black may have been stimulated too badly, so he tried his best.

In order to avoid unnecessary accidents, the three of them finally went to the killer.

Then the old butler went to the black-clothed man who had been cut into a human stick, raised his hand to knock the black-clothed man unconscious, stopped his bleeding, and then ordered the blood attendant to take the black-clothed man to Xia Ya's study.

At this time, Xia Ya held the unconscious Xia Fan in his arms, and after a simple examination, he determined that Xia Fan was not in danger of life, but after the injury was serious, he was slightly relieved.

The ups and downs of the battle throughout the night, although it did not last long from beginning to end, but it was not weak in any way.

If it weren't for Xia Fan's preparation that was indeed sufficient, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was arrogant and confident in his bones, so that they were making mistakes from beginning to end, then even if they could take down the other party tonight, they would inevitably suffer very tragic losses.

Even the entire Xia family was greatly injured and collapsed because of this!

The point is that until now, Xia Ya didn't know why their Xia family would provoke such an enemy.

This feeling of total ignorance was not good, for he had no way of knowing whether tonight's battle was an end or another frightening beginning!

"Patriarch Xia, the strength of your family tonight is really beyond my expectations, breathtaking."

After seeing that Xia Ya ordered someone to contact the doctor, and the whole situation was completely settled, Yang Wanli walked to Xia Ya's side and spoke.

There was a lot of meaning in the tone.

When all sixty blood servants showed the strength of the Nine Rank Martial Artists, Yang Wanli was indeed frightened.

It's just that the situation is tense, so Yang Wanli temporarily suppressed that emotion.

At this time, the matter was finally over, and the result was perfect, although Xia Fan was seriously injured, his life was not in danger, so Yang Wanli came to Xia Ya's body for the first time.

"City Lord, in fact, I don't know much more than you, if the City Lord doesn't have any urgent problems to deal with, why don't you go to my study and have a good chat?"

Xia Ya gently put the unconscious Xia Fan into the arms of Ye Yi, who looked a little anxious, and said with a smile.

"That's exactly what I mean."

"Please."

"Please!"