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Kuaijian Zhibai said a few words, less than ten words in a sentence, but it invisibly showed his forced style, high, very high, very high.

It's not that you can't beat it, it's just that you met me.

This is the inner meaning of this sentence, Chen Yifan heard the voice, his expression became even more bitter, this person, it seems that he is not so difficult to get along with on the surface, you look at people, if you don't speak, you will be scared to death if you speak.

Chen Yifan looked at him, he was still so cold, he couldn't see that he seemed to have said that kind of person who was very high-spirited, from him, Chen Yifan seemed to understand the legend that the kind of pretending to be forced, the invisible pretending to be forced, is the most deadly.

Passachi! Let's face the wind!

These words reminded Chen Yifan of the glorious deeds of the year, thinking back to the past, when he fought in elementary school, he made people's noses blue and swollen, others put down a sentence, and they didn't see each other after school, and then he was really stupid to go, but he found that there was no one, only he was waiting, and waiting was a night.

Then the next day they came and said that he had forgotten and continued today.

It illustrates a truth, IQ is a hard injury, and it cannot be changed the day after tomorrow.

Chen Yifan saw his shadow from this cold man, very similar, very similar, exactly the same, if Zhibai knew that he was so fantasized by Chen Yifan, I don't know if he would kill him with a sword.

"I can't beat you, I admit it, but I won't give up easily."

Chen Yifan was like Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed, the blood on his body kept flowing, he didn't care, looking at Zhibai, the decapitator was thrown down, and the blood on it fell to the ground, spilling a road.

"I, Chen Yifan, it, the beheading knife, can I fight."

The fighting spirit was surging, the momentum was magnificent, and it broke out all at once, all the spirit and spirit were gathered together, and Chen Yifan at this moment became a benevolent if he didn't succeed.

Zhibai felt the battle intent on his body, the sword shook, the silver light flickered, and the cold breath spread as the moonlight spread, and there was a quiet around.

The wind did not blow, the leaves did not fall, and the people did not speak, watching this scene quietly.

"I've got a quick sword."

The sword, the fast sword, how fast, no one knows.

Those who knew about it died.

Knife and sword, sword light and sword shadow, the moonlight is hazy.

When the moonlight fell on the two of them, at that moment, it moved, Chen Yifan wielded a beheading knife, and slashed down, simple and direct, rough, only the most brutal slash.

Jumping into the air, holding the beheading knife with both hands, the momentum of the whole body converged on this knife, this knife, entrusting Chen Yifan with everything.

With this knife, he will be satisfied.

Knowing that the white sword was staring in front of him, the bright light flickered, whether it was the eye, or the sword light, the white clothes on his body floated up, there was no wind, and his hair fell, blocking his eyes, and in an instant, he moved.

The sword light was bright, the moonlight was bright, and the two of them touched together.

Swords and swords, people and people, eyes facing each other, one jumps up, one stands on the ground.

One person, one knife, with countless blood, spilled from the air.

One person, one sword, wielding the sword, the sword light condenses white, like an indescribable moonlight.

Beautiful collisions, beautiful contacts, with a roaring crash.

"Boom."

The person fell to the ground, the ground shattered, the blood was dripping, Chen Yifan was lying on the ground, and the beheading knife fell three meters away from his body, very quiet.

Scene, Zhibai, standing in the middle of the moonlight, sword, slowly retracted into the scabbard.

And Chen Yifan spurted out a mouthful of blood from Yangtian, passed out, and the knife lay quietly on the ground.

One person, one sword, people can't take their eyes off.

"The sword is clear."

Leaving a sentence, he turned around, nodded, and left this place with the woman, and after the two of them walked out of this place, Wei Qing and they reacted, and Zhang Ding dragged his tired body to Chen Yifan.

He was the closest to Chen Yifan, and he made the most effortless effort, came to his side, and looked at his scars, blood dripping, very miserable.

The hand was placed on the tip of Chen Yifan's nose, the breath was still there, and his pulse was probe, and his heart was beating, but it was very weak.

Nodding, he said with a sigh of relief: "It's still alive, but it's almost dead." ”

The last sword, which moved Chen Yifan's meridians, qi and blood, as well as his internal organs, seemed to be a powerless sword, but in fact it was the most deadly sword.

That sword, if Zhibai hadn't withdrawn it in the end, I'm afraid that Chen Yifan would be in a different place at this moment.

"This kid, what a monster, that's the fastest sword in the world, known as the fastest sword, he is not looking for death to challenge that person, even if he is looking for us adults, he is better than him, why can't he think about it?"

Zhang Ding spit out a mouthful of blood, indignant, unable to figure it out, and couldn't figure it out.

Lei Kun smiled bitterly: "This kid, but it's different from us, we are for the task, stop him for a while, this time should be enough for adults to come, but this kid, I don't know how to explain to that crazy woman later." ”

Thinking of the crazy woman in Baimen, the three of them had a headache, and looking at Chen Yifan on the ground, it was even more difficult.

"Hey, Wei Qing, what are you talking about, what are you doing?" Seeing that Wei Qing didn't speak, Zhang Ding was puzzled, although this person was a little colder and his methods were a little more vicious, he would not look at his own people who were about to die, and he was indifferent.

Wei Qing smiled bitterly, pointed behind them, and shook his head constantly.

The appearance of a dead father and mother shocked the hearts of the two, could it be? With doubts and disbelief, I looked over, and at this look, the scalps of the two of them were numb, and the whole person was not good-looking.

I only saw Ling Ruoxi standing behind her, looking at them with a frosty face, and behind her, the little girl sisters also looked at them, those eyes were enough to kill them a thousand times.

Rao is they have a good heart, and they can't help choking: "That, listen to me, this kid didn't make him like this, you can't mess around, what about us, it's just ...... It's just that....... ”

I can't explain it, I don't know how to explain it.

Zhang Ding was full of sorrow, looked at a few people around him, shook his head, and looked at other places, looking like I was not familiar with you, which completely cut off all Zhang Ding's thoughts.

"Zhang Ding, I didn't expect you to be bold, and dare to do something to my Baimen people, okay, good you, good Zhang Ding."

Ling Ruoxi crossed his waist and looked at Zhang Ding coldly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he saw Chen Yifan looking half-dead, and his temper was even better, although Chen Yifan was their handyman, he was also their person.

As the saying goes: it depends on the owner to beat the dog.

You people who abuse me so much, and you still want to kill him, when I Ling Ruoxi is easy to bully?

Seeing her eyes, Zhang Dingna didn't know that she had misunderstood, so he hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Ruoxi, listen to me, things are not what you think, he was injured by Zhibai, it has nothing to do with me, I just want to see if he can be saved?" ”

"I didn't lie to you, I don't believe you asked Lei Kun, Lei Kun, are you talking?" Zhang Ding was about to cry, why was he always so unlucky, and all the unlucky things happened to him.

Lei Kun felt that he couldn't see death without help, so he turned around and said bitterly: "That Miss Ling, what Zhang Ding said is basically the same, what about you, don't blame him, we see this kid as pitiful, and want to help, nothing else." ”

"Yes, yes, Ruoxi, you can't get me wrong." Zhang Ding looked at Ling Ruoxi with a pitiful face.

Ling Ruoxi endured it for a long time, and opened his mouth to spit out a word: "Get out." ”

The two sisters behind him hurriedly came to Chen Yifan's side, this inspection scared the two of them to death, their lips turned white, and they turned back to Ling Ruoxi and cried: "Door master, Chen Yifan is ...... He...... It's miserable. ”

The little girl couldn't help it, tears were dripping, and the pitiful, sad person who heard it and saw it cry.

Jin Changhua couldn't help but blush, he was so miserable, he thought it was miserable when he looked at it, and when he came to him, he saw what a miserable word.

Inside the body, the internal organs are displaced, and there are countless wounds on the body, only on the arms, five or six wounds, each of which has the size of a finger, the length of the wound, and the deep wound, and the bones can be seen.

Flesh and bone are connected, white bones, peeking out of the flesh, that horror, that sadness.

"He ......." Ling Ruoxi's brows furrowed, she was very miserable, and she couldn't believe that the person in front of her was Chen Yifan.

The hippie smiley, the one who liked to play scoundrels the most, was lying on the ground at the moment, scarred and red with blood.

She didn't know how dangerous he was, Zhibai, Zhibai, that damn Zhibai.

Turning around, Ling Ruoxi drew his sword, ready to avenge Chen Yifan, seeing this, Zhang Ding hurriedly called out to her: "Hey, Ruoxi, you can't go crazy, that's a first-class master, fast sword knows, you are not his opponent, and you will suffer if you go out." ”

Ling Ruoxi's footsteps stopped, his hand exerted force, and he pinched the soft sword in his hand, and the cold frost was even colder.

"There are adults outside, you don't have to take risks, let's find a way to save this kid, you ......." Zhang Ding looked at this crazy woman who hadn't given up yet, and said: "You don't want this kid to die, if you don't want to, hurry up and save people, maybe you can save it." ”

Ling Ruoxi's footsteps stopped completely, the green tendons in her hands were rising, staring ahead, thinking for a long time, she turned around, put away the soft sword, came to Chen Yifan's side, squatted down, and reached out to touch.

This investigation, her face changed, she glared at Zhang Ding coldly, and opened her mouth to shout angrily: "What are you doing, he is just a handyman, how can you sit by?" ”

This shout completely made several people's faces change greatly, and they lowered their heads one after another, they gritted their teeth, and they didn't know how to quibble about this issue, because they had no way to quibble.

Chen Yifan's matter, they couldn't help, and they didn't have the strength to help, at that time, where did they still have the strength.

Moreover, they have already completed their tasks, there is no need to do things that do not make sense, where would they have thought that this person would be so crazy, crazy, and not consider themselves human.

"Let's go." How could Ling Ruoxi not understand their thoughts, he lowered his head and commanded the two sisters, and the two of them raised Chen Yifan's body, which was very heavy, but the two women did not frown and followed Ling Ruoxi away.