Crooked ways are also counted as a piece.

For everyone in the ghost snake has a crooked way, but it complements their profession.

Luo Yang doesn't like such people very much, because such people are too dark, and seeing them is like seeing a piece of moldy dried vegetables, or stinky meat with insects, which always defiles the clarity in front of him.

But Luo Yang had to face it again, because they would always chase after him.

It's easy to get rid of them, and that's to pull them out.

But before pulling out the mastermind behind them, Luo Yang's first consideration was to kill the roadblock in front of him.

Bu Fan pressed on Luo Yang step by step, and his movements looked slow, but Luo Yang could see that the other party's whole body was on guard, like a wild wolf facing its prey, and it might rush up and bite him at any time.

At a distance of three meters from Luo Yang, Bu Fan stopped, staring at Luo Yang with his eyes, motionless.

He didn't move, and neither did Luo Yang.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet.

The low basement was now only the sound of rats in the corner.

Everyone was stunned.

The master's move is about momentum and rhythm.

Whoever can control the rhythm and whose momentum collapses first, the battle will tilt to the side without any suspense.

Both were waiting, waiting for the other to make a move.

The one who makes the first move does not necessarily take advantage, and is likely to expose himself so that the other party can seize the opportunity.

In the battle of life and death, the opportunity is often only once, and it is fleeting.

Bu Fan didn't have a little peep at Luo Yang, and Luo Yang also didn't dare to have the slightest peep at Bu Fan.

The calmness and steadiness shown by this Bu Fan in front of him were beyond Luo Yang's imagination, even an old monster like Zuo Kuang could not be compared with this Bu Fan in front of him.

Such a person is really climbed from the rain of blood, and he is also the person who knows how to control the war the most, he is not necessarily the best in kung fu, but he must be the most able to grasp the fighter.

The two looked at each other for more than a minute.

The oppressive air at the scene made Shen Mufeng and everyone behind Shen Mufeng feel suffocated. Shen Mufeng finally didn't control himself, and said loudly: "I warn you, if you don't tie your hands today, you will only be killed." ”

Shen Mufeng's words seemed to release the air that was so tense that it was almost frozen just now that everyone was shocked, and their minds seemed to have recovered from the depression just now, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief.

But it was just this moment of relief, and Bufan moved.

As soon as Shen Mufeng's words fell, he felt a fierce wind flowing in the originally static basement air.

Everyone barely saw Bu Fan's figure, and Bu Fan had disappeared in place.

Everyone was amazed.

Everyone didn't see it clearly, but Luo Yang saw it clearly.

Because it was too fast, Bu Fan's figure only left an afterimage in the air, and the originally not very bright basement made it even more difficult to capture this afterimage.

The figure of Bu Fan in Luo Yang's eyes folded and reversed, originally facing his Bu Fan, and the figure appeared in front of Shen Mufeng the next moment. The bloody Mitsubishi thorn in his hand stabbed straight towards Shen Mufeng's mouth.

At this time, Shen Mufeng was even looking for Bufan's shadow.

It is conceivable that if Bu Fan's stab goes down, Shen Mufeng in front of him will definitely not have the slightest chance of dodging or surviving.

From the time he started the raid to the time he changed his tactics halfway, there was only a breath of time in between. The time is very short, but Bu Fan has already made a series of actions.

His feet flashed, he pulled out the thorns, and suddenly turned around in the face of Luo Yang, stabbing at Shen Mufeng. A series of movements without the slightest pause, as fast as lightning, with ease.

His idea was very good, that is, on the surface, let Luo Yang raise his guard, and at the same time make a feint attack in the face of Luo Yang, when Luo Yang was concentrating on preparing to fight, he suddenly turned around and stabbed at Shen Mufeng. It can be said that if Luo Yang's movements are a little slower, even if there is a slight pause in his mind, Shen Mufeng is definitely already a ghost under Bufan's sword.

But Luo Yang was not something he could deceive.

When he started, Luo Yang had already observed his intentions clearly.

Because the move he stabbed at himself was too weak.

Luo Yang absolutely did not believe that a master would make such a mistake.

Then he noticed Bu Fan's change of moves, and the next move that stabbed Shen Mufeng was full of power and danger.

Cunning!

Luo Yang sneered in his heart.

At the same time as Bu Fan changed his moves, Luo Yang had also swung out the demon knife in his hand, and under the encouragement of all his true qi, the demon knife hit Bu Fan who was attacking Shen Mufeng with a light blade in the sky.

Frostblade.

One of Luo Yang's tricks.

Luo Yang didn't expect him to kill Bu Fan when he looked for you, what he wanted was to repel Bu Fan.

When Luo Yang's Frost Blade was about to fall on Bu Fan's head, Bu Fan had only two choices, either to stab his own thorn and stab Shen Mufeng to death, but he also had to face Luo Yang's Frost Blade, although he couldn't see the countless imperceptible blades on Luo Yang's head, but he could feel that if Luo Yang's move was successful, his death would definitely be much more ugly than Shen Mufeng, who was pierced by him.

In less than a breath, Bu Fan made a decisive decision, and when Luo Yang's Frost Blade was about to fall on his head, his body turned sharply, his feet slipped, and the Mitsubishi Thorn hit the demon knife of Tou Ding at the same time, making a block outfit, and at the same time his body turned sideways.

"Ding......

Bu Fan accurately grasped the direction of the demon knife's attack, and the Mitsubishi stab collided with the demon knife.

Luo Yang's bulging true qi aura instantly hit Bu Fan's whole body like a flood that opened the floodgates. Bu Fan's body was unstable, his feet staggered, and he took five steps back to barely stabilize his body.

And Bu Fan, who looks inconspicuous on the surface, is also thick inside, although the internal force is not as pure as Luo Yang's true qi, but the thickness of the internal force is much higher than that of Rondo, who just fought with Luo Yang.

Luo Yang was under Bu Fan's internal force, and his body stretched out in mid-air also flew backwards a meter away before he landed.

"The demon knife in the killer realm of the famous town is really extraordinary." Bu Fan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Luo Yang and said hatefully.

Recognize yourself?

Luo Yang's heart was shocked for a moment.

Originally, if Luo Yang's body was not damaged in the slightest, he would not need to pay any energy to deal with Bu Fan in front of him, but he was stabbed in the abdomen by Tao Yunxi when he rescued Tao Yunxi just now.

Although the injury is not very serious, he has already used the Ninety-Nine Qiankun to recover his injury simply, but compared to the situation when he is intact, it is still a big deal, so this scene just appeared.

Luo Yang has always been extremely obscure about his previous identity, even if he is as close as a flood of shocking things, he has not leaked a little, it's not that he is dishonest, it's really that he really doesn't want to talk about the past, those pasts make the current Luo Yang feel guilty and ashamed.

He always thought that he was very well hidden from his previous identity, but he was still recognized by many people, just like the Mr. Ge he met when he was in Xishu and the German League, and the young killer Bu Fan in front of him.

However, Luo Yang thought about it, as an extremely sharp killer organization in Huaxia, it was not so difficult to find out his identity.

"Hey...... Knowing that Grandpa Demon Knife is so powerful, then you don't want to be caught? Luo Yang changed his clothes and looked at Bu Fandao with a relaxed expression.

"Hmph...... No matter how powerful the demon knife is, there will be an old day, and the current world is the world of our young people, you ...... Old. Bu Fan didn't care about Luo Yang's feelings at all.

Luo Yang was hurt.

As a killer, as a twenty-three-year-old killer. As a killer who became famous in the Western killer world as a teenager, how ridiculous is it that he is now being said to be old by a killer who is several years older than himself?

The killer is actually like many graphic models and actresses, and he also eats youth.

But this youth rice is to tie his head to the belt of his pants to live his youth, once he is too old, or has been a killer for a long time, and his heart is tired, then this killer is also facing unemployment, to be precise, death.

Although Bu Fan is old, he has not been a killer for a long time, but Luo Yang is different, although Luo Yang is young, he has been a killer for a long time, and he is still a killer at the top level.

From here, it seems that it is not an exaggeration for Bu Fan to call Luo Yang old.

"When I see the old-timers, I don't know how to be filial, it's really unworthy of the descendants." Luo Yang said hatefully.

Bu Fan wanted to attack Luo Yang with words, so that Luo Yang was tired and relaxed, how could Luo Yang fall for him, so he simply rolled up his sleeves and put down the shelf to scold him.

Hard against hard, strong against strong, scoundrel against rogue/rogue.

Luo Yang has always been able to constantly change his identity without the slightest psychological pressure.

He can fight with his opponents like Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, or he can scold on the street like a scoundrel in the market. Anyway, identity or dignity or shelf or face are dispensable for Luo Yang, as long as he can win, he can keep his head, and the people behind him are not harmed, he can use any move, and he can use any method.

You can say that he is a scoundrel with status, or you can say that he is a scoundrel/scoundrel among masters, and he will not mind at all anyway.

"Hmph...... Lao Tzu said that you always give you face, you are not lifted, and the people who are targeted by my ghost are not alive, do you think you can escape my ghost by escaping my tricks? Amusing. Bu Fan used his internal force to regulate his body's breath, and he was still scolding unconvinced.

"At first glance, you are an incompetent killer, you make decisions casually without even knowing your opponent, and you leak your own information casually, if a killer like you is under my hands, you will only be thrown away to feed the dogs. You don't inquire, when will there be a living person when my demon knife strikes? Luo Yang sneered at each other, and at the same time, the true qi of his whole body was great, and the ninety-nine Qiankun was determined to spread around his body, gradually stabilizing and condensing the unstable aura that had just been shaken by Bufan.

Both of them are also healing, and their speeds are very different.

Bu Fan only stabilized the internal force of his whole body, and Luo Yang had already used the Ninety-Nine Qiankun to recuperate his injured body.

After speaking, Luo Yang's feet flashed, and at the same time, the demon knife swung out and began to move.

The Bu Fan in front of him is obviously not an ordinary person, not to mention the weirdness of his hand, but also the internal force is surging.

In Luo Yang's opinion, the Bu Fan in front of him has definitely surpassed the level of a warrior, but Luo Yang has no way to judge which level it is.

Such a killer still dies early and is relieved early.

At the same time as Luo Yang's figure flickered, Bu Fan moved at the same time.

Bu Fan expected that he was not necessarily the opponent of the demon knife in front of him, and while his body flickered, his right hand stretched out in his arms and unconsciously took out a ball-like thing, and threw it at Luo Yang.

The warning of extreme danger sounded in Luo Yang's mind again. Luo Yang doesn't have to think about it to know what it is, it's definitely a bomb/bomb.

Killers always do everything they can, and they always play their cards out of common sense. The direction in which the bomb/bomb was thrown was exactly in front of Luo Yang, and Luo Yang could easily dodge it, but after dodging, the bomb/bomb would inevitably fall into the crowd behind him.

Luo Yang's figure in mid-air turned in an instant, and at the same time, the demon knife in his hand slashed towards the round ball.

"Bang ......"

A loud bang exploded in mid-air.

All of a sudden, the entire basement was filled with smoke.