But I have to say it again that Yufan is by no means an ordinary person.

It's a cruel exercise, and if you hurt others, you should first destroy yourself.

Yu Fan sighed, but he was unmoved in his heart.

Fighting to the death, what an admirable feat! But the other party is a killer who doesn't know how many people he has killed, so Yu Fan naturally can't raise any respect and respect, let alone sympathy.

Yu Fan stretched out his hand and slapped forward, so casual, so contemptuous, as if he was chasing a fly.

The little chubby's eyes were blood-red, and the anger from the bottom of his heart surged up. The sword that he stabbed with his life was so despised!

Poof, he spat out another mouthful of blood, this one purely.

With his palm out, the blood arrow suddenly turned back halfway, shot back at the little fat man, and then the tip of the sword bent back and pierced into the master's heart.

The little chubby flew backwards, dead and unsightly, is the opportunity really for the brave? Or am I not brave enough?

shout

A black sword shot down from the tree, and before Yu Fan could retract his right palm, it stabbed at the top of his head like lightning, vicious and vicious.

This sword is not only fast, but the timing is also just right, it is when Yu Fan did not return with force, killed the little fat man and relaxed in his heart.

With such a seamless sword, it is a miracle that it can be dodged.

But there are really a lot of miracles in the world, just when the sword shadow shot down from the tree, Yu Fan retreated at the same time, like a prophet who could not be dangerous and narrowly avoided the sword.

With a flower in front of him, a person fell from the place where Yufan was standing.

Landing silently, standing with a sword, slightly taller than the little chubby, thin, gray hair, and a face that looked middle-aged.

The sword he held in his hand was narrow and thin, pitch black and unreflective, not a soft sword, but it seemed more suitable for assassination.

For Yu Fan to dodge this killer sword, there was no surprise on the face of the person who came.

This can be explained by the fact that he was cautious rather than spotting himself, and that he could have seen his position by the reflection on the little fat soft sword.

The most important thing is that the most senior killer can still maintain this calm.

His name is Ah Fei, which is a stage name, just like Yu Fan has a pen name called Fengyue.

The name was his pride, not earned by himself, but given by others.

His sword is like Ah Fei in the novel, fast and powerful, of course, as a killer, he also has ruthlessness, spiciness, and treachery.

He was proud of this name, but deep down he thought that he had surpassed Ah Fei, if Xiao Li Fei's sword didn't come out, what else could be faster than his sword? Who else can dodge his sword?

He didn't do his best with the sword just now, and it was even a tentative sword.

He hadn't met such a powerful young man yet, so he was happy to see the hunt and wanted to have a good time.

"The three of you?"

Yu Fan looked at the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him in linen gray clothes, and asked easily, not caring at all about his lightning-fast sword just now.

Ah Fei felt a little unhappy in his heart, what was he pretending to be relaxed? See if you can still be so laid-back for a while?

"I don't know the one behind you who is being cremated, and the one who fell to the ground behind me is the little apprentice I have cultivated for fifteen years." The corners of Ah Fei's mouth moved slightly, as if he was smiling.

The killer's psychological quality is really not ordinarily strong, Yu Fan despises it in his heart, and even his apprentice is so indifferent when he dies.

"I thought you'd come to his rescue, or run away at the sight of my world-beating slap." Yu Fan said with a smile, and sniffed the fragrance of flowers in full bloom around him.

Ah Fei frowned, revealing a few thick wrinkles, he didn't like Yu Fan's small movements very much, and he didn't like the tone of his speech.

Escape? Why should I run away? Just by your palm? Or is it called dominating the world? can also bully and bully my stupid apprentice.

"What kind of family are you?" Ah Fei asked, with a smile on his face, like an elder asking a junior, without a trace of murderous intent in his words.

He was curious how he had never heard of such a young man with such skill before.

As a killer, he requires himself to master these materials, he is a killer with pursuits and ideals, he can't allow himself to make such mistakes, details determine success or failure, he understands this truth.

"There is no sect."

"Who's the teacher?"

"Self-taught."

The two seemed to be talking happily.

"Everyone else calls me Ah Fei." Ah Fei introduced himself that he likes to let others know their stage name before they die.

"Oh, it's a pity I'm not Li Xunhuan." Yu Fan smiled with sunglasses and a hat.

"Fortunately, you're not Li Xunhuan."

Ah Fei moved, without warning, and while he was still saying this, his narrow sword reached Yu Fan's throat.

A spring breeze blows, with a fresh scent of grass and fragrant flowers.

The sword arrived, but Yufan seemed to be blown away by the wind and disappeared in place.

"Hmm, Mikado? Wrong! ”

Ah Fei raised his eyebrows, and on the side of his body, the black sword was silently stabbed to the left, and then it was aimed at Yufan's throat, which was one point faster than just now.

When the sword arrived, Yufan was gone.

Ah Fei was surprised, and began to be dignified, Yu Fan's body he had never seen before, he thought it was a person from Yufeng Hall at first sight, but it was not, he had to be smart.

As a killer, he is naturally good at light work, and he must be able to do it, but in terms of subtlety, he is not as good as the young man in front of him.

See how long you can hide? Ah Fei's sword is faster than a sword, but the fall of one sword after another makes him depressed, this junior seems to be growing under his sword, there is no limit, how fast he is and how fast the other party is.

Laugh at!

The narrow sword sped up again, cutting off the spring breeze that blew sideways.

The sword comes out of the palm, the sword in the palm, and the sword in the palm, this is Ah Fei's bottom-pressing move.

Everyone else knows that he is fast, but they don't know that his palm power is just as terrible, because everyone who knows is dead.

Ah Fei used all his strength, he couldn't delay any longer, he had wasted a lot of time just now to play, and now someone on the side of the road seemed to have noticed here.

The palm power was cold, as silent as the narrow sword, but where the palm power swept through, several large trees beyond the edge fell to the ground with a bang.

If you are hit, the consequences can be imagined.

Trapping the enemy with the palm, killing the enemy with the sword, or forcing the enemy with the sword, asking for life with the palm, or fighting together with the sword, can be real or virtual, and both virtual and real are chasing life.

This is the number of times he has performed his mastery, the first few times he has faced people who have been famous for many years, and this time it turned out to be for a hairy boy.

He was indignant, jealous, and indifferent, but at any rate, the young man across from him was going to die.

Burst! The two palms were together, and there was no earth-shattering sound in such a powerful palm, only this low sound of receiving.

Ah Fei was shocked, and had a thought: I'm afraid that today's task will not be completed.

Such a strange palm technique, such a fast sword move, was actually taken by the other party.

And the other party's palm turned out to be fine, and he actually stepped back.

Ah Fei steadied his footsteps, stared at Yu Fan, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you!" ”

"I thought you'd see who I was?" Yu Fan didn't have any consciousness after the war, and said in disappointment: "Don't you go online recently?" I don't know who the hottest person is right now? Don't you see a clue from my majestic figure? ”

Ah Fei looked at it seriously, and sure enough, the more he looked at it, the more he looked like it, and he couldn't help shouting: "Yufan! ”

"That's right." Yu Fan threw away a small wooden knife in his hand.

Ah Fei suddenly retreated, he also used a sword, and he was still a master, so he could naturally see the subtlety of Yu Fan's tricks on "Starlight Infinity".

The internal strength is about the same as himself, his body is better than his own, his swordsmanship is better than his own, and he still fights a fart?

Ah Fei said hatefully: "What kind of monster are you?" The writing is good, the singing is good, the dancing is good, the music is played well, and the martial arts are so perverted. ”

"You're one of the few, and you're still so handsome."

Yu Fan said with a smile: "Do you know that swearing affects your image very much?" ”

"People used to call me the King of Geniuses, but I prefer the title of God."