Although Nangong Fan was curious about who attacked him last night, now was not the time to think about this.

Since the predecessors of the Hei family have quietly followed him, they will definitely have some judgment, and now they are not qualified to influence the decisions of the Hei family.

Fortunately, the predecessors of the Hei family were not too black-hearted, and they gave him a night's rest.

Because the battle with the two Martial Kings last night was too expensive, although this night was not enough time for him to recover to his best state, it was not so much that he would not have the ability to resist.

What's more, his immature face is extremely deceptive, and it may have an unexpected effect.

Nangong Fan's mind flashed, and the hard confrontation with the two martial kings made him suffer enough, and also made him understand that the battle is not simply a head-on collision, there is a good way to not have to go to the hard encounter, that is not the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, that is stupid.

Nangong Fan happened to be on the back side of the direction they came, with the huge body of the dark tiger as a cover, and was not discovered by the two bandits who came to explore the way.

The two bandits walked cautiously among the woods on both sides of the road, they walked lightly, listened to all directions, and when they approached Nangong Fan's vicinity, their noses couldn't help wrinkling, obviously they smelled the pungent smell of blood last night.

The two of them just looked in this direction from a distance of ten meters and tiptoed back, although they were frightened by the killing god a few days ago, but the bandit's cautious nature was still there.

Moreover, the god-killing words are still being preached in the ears and eyes.

"I didn't kill you, I just wanted to play a game with you, give you a day and a night to escape, and let me see how far you can escape. ”

Therefore, the dark tiger is bound to win!

With the existence of this dark tiger, their group can basically save their lives.

It's just that no matter how slight their movements are, they can't hide under the awareness of Nangong Fan, who has already become vigilant.

On the way to the arrival of the bandits in front, Nangong Fan did not move at all, relaxed his body, squinted his eyes slightly, and silently waited for the approach of this group of bandits.

At the end of the road ahead, dozens of chaotic figures appeared, surrounded by the middle five, walking swaggeringly, but all of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and even their eyes were forced to squint into slits that were difficult to see, which was a bit funny.

If it weren't for the fierce gangsterism, they would have mistakenly thought that they were refugees from somewhere.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but tense up when he leaned on the body of the dark tiger, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he tightened the long sword in his hand, the five martial kings, the person behind him really looked down on him.

What Nangong Fan didn't know was that the gift was not so heavy, who told him to slaughter the two martial kings yesterday?

One of the leaders showed a hint of sharpness in his eyes, like an eagle scanning the messy field in front of him, with corpses placed horizontally, blood red all over the ground, and couldn't help but gasp, this scene was even more miserable than after their bandits.

His gaze finally stayed on the Dark Tiger, this sharp gaze made the Dark Tiger can't help but open his eyes, if it weren't for the shock of Longwei Thailand yesterday, it would probably have started to make trouble.

This martial king licked the corners of his chapped mouth, there was still a trace of blood on it, his pupils were murderous, and his fingers were pointing forward, like a marshal commanding the army, "This dark tiger has not escaped yet, it proves that there are still people alive, find it out for the master." ”

The two figures came out of the crowd and walked towards the dark tiger step by step.

The dark tiger raised his eyelids, and there was an anthropomorphic contempt in his eyes, and he hung his head listlessly, shrinking into his body, and he hadn't slept enough!

The two figures didn't disturb the lazy-looking dark tiger, which was already their exclusive trophy in their eyes, and it was also their magic weapon for survival.

They slowly bypassed the Dark Tiger, and finally saw a young man who was hiding under the protection of the Dark Tiger and shivered slightly.

"Chief, here's a little guy with fine skin and tender meat. One of them shouted backwards, and the other pressed on Nangong Fan step by step.

Nangong Fan wanted to curl up on the ground and lean back, but with the dark tiger in the way, everything seemed so weak.

The man grabbed Nangong Fan, Nangong Fan struggled weakly in his hand, and the long sword in his hand stabbed indiscriminately, but he was grabbed by that person, and the sword in his hand was confiscated, and Nangong Fan looked even more helpless.

"Boy, accept your fate!" The man grabbed Nangong Fan like a chicken, and walked back into the crowd step by step.

"Boy, you seem to have a murderous aura towards us?" One of the five martial arts kings looked at the helpless Nangong Fan with a big grin, and couldn't help but sneer a little, what they hate most about these hard-working people is this kind of son-in-law who has no ability and doesn't know that the current affairs are Junjie, "The person who protects you seems to have died with the person who attacked you, I think you still came over honestly, so as not to suffer more." ”

As soon as they saw Nangong Fan's immature face, they relaxed their hearts, this kind of person who has not grown up, these fifty or sixty people can easily kill him if they take any one. What else is there to worry about?

Nangong Fan's face turned red, and his body kept trembling slightly, as if he was extremely afraid.

There was laughter from the bandits, "Boy, come here, uncles be gentle with you." ”

"Hahahaha. ”

"As soon as we escaped from the hands of the killer god, someone came to entertain us, yes, yes. ”

The man carried the trembling Nangong Fan and slowly walked towards the group of bandits, in the laughter, he lowered his head, his pupils flashed with a strong murderous intent, killing these bandits who like to rob houses, he has no psychological burden.

Less than ten meters away from them, a light reprimand sounded, making Nangong Fan's face stagnant, and he thought that his cover had been exposed, but fortunately, he was hanging his head at this time, otherwise this group of suspicious bandits would not be so easy to deal with.

"Take off his ring and bring it up again. ”

Obviously, even if this group of bandits, in order to have fun, the vigilance they should have has never disappeared, a scum is easy to solve, but the scum with a weapon may break a few of their teeth.

Who knows what's hidden in the Space Ring?

In the laughter of the bandits, the ring on Nangong Fan's right hand was taken off by the person who was carrying him, and then walked step by step in front of the middle five.

"Chief, this sword is a nice thing. "The people who mentioned Nangong Fan said as if they were invited to merit, they definitely can't be bandits here anymore, and they will have to rely on these martial kings in their future lives, so they naturally have to redouble their favor, don't you see that the other bandits are looking at him with envy?

The arrogant man who was the first to speak took the Black Dragon Sword, stretched out his palm, and gently patted Nangong Fan's immature but handsome face, "You are so obedient, it will make me feel very boring." ”

In the midst of the laughter all around, the palms of his hands got closer and closer to Nangong Fan's immature face.

Nangong Fan's eyes froze violently, the killing intent surged, the blue shadow in the center of his eyebrows appeared, and the people within one meter around him only felt that his body was heavy, and he couldn't help but stagger.

Ten times the gravity, it is inconspicuous, but people have long been accustomed to normal gravity, and a sudden increase in gravity can cause extreme discomfort in the body, and this is the opportunity.

The man in front of him, his body tightened, and as soon as he adapted to gravity, Nangong Fan's fist was already unfolded in front of his eyes.

With a punch, his nose and face were swollen, and blood rained everywhere.

A physical cultivator with the strength of a martial king really smashed on the head of a person with the same realm as him, that kind of taste, the bandits in front of him were fortunate to experience.

The other four martial kings around him reacted much faster than the other martial marquis, and they attacked together when the first person fell to the ground.

Nangong Fan's mind moved, and the gravity returned to normal, and this kind of gravity was more useful when it was sudden, and he couldn't support it for a long time.

The blade of the black dragon sword emitted a brown light, whistling and rolling over the head of the Martial King, who was dizzy at this time, and set off a bloody storm and came to Nangong Fan's hand.

After the spiritual weapon recognizes the owner, the spiritual weapon can be withdrawn with a single thought, and how could these bandits think that a young man would swagger through the market with the spiritual weapon?

Nangong Fan held the black dragon sword that exuded a demonic aura, and when the four martial kings had just adjusted, they attacked it.

Every time there is a collision, someone retreats in embarrassment.

Melee combat, unparalleled physique.

The other bandits couldn't intervene at all, so they could only smuggle around the periphery, and some of them dared to rush into the battle group, and they would vomit blood and fly back to the crowd under the great impact, unable to get up again.

There is a world of difference between the Martial King and the Martial Marquis, unless the well-trained troops can use various tactics to attack the people of the high realm, how can these rabble do this?

The elites of Panlong Mountain were swept away, and in front of them were all rubbish that were not high in the realm and were strong and strong in the bandit group in the past.

Nangong Fan suppressed the four great martial kings with his own strength, and when a few people moved, the head of the first martial king who fell was wide-eyed, staring at the sky, and his eyes were no longer expressionless. There were countless footprints on his body, and blood kept gushing outwards between his mouths.

The fragile body of spirituality is vividly displayed.

The spiritual qi in Nangong Fan's body flowed to his mouth, and with a loud shout, the ground rolled, although it could not cause substantial damage, it also affected the movements of the four people.

Under the incredulous gaze of the onlookers, the first Martial King couldn't stand such a strong impact, and hung down his arm that had been fighting with Nangong Fan, and collapsed to the ground weakly.

With the first, soon there was the second.

Under Nangong Fan's tough fighting, the five martial kings didn't even take off, and they collapsed to the ground one by one.

Nangong Fan's face was full of murderous intent, and he gently waved the black dragon sword, and a sword and a human head flew out with gushing blood, in the blood light, the black dragon sword seemed to be a little more spiritual, but this wisp of spirituality was bloodthirsty and demonic.

The onlookers felt bad when the first fighting warrior king fell to the ground, and they turned into frightened birds and beasts and fled in all directions.

In this battle, Nangong Fan buried a shadow deep in their hearts, broke their courage, and estimated that they would not dare to fall into the grass again in this life.

Nangong Fan killed the two at will, and he didn't turn around to chase them again, anyway, he couldn't catch them all, so why was there any need to chase them?

Nangong Fan paced back to the Dark Tiger, endured the overturning of the river and the sea in his stomach, and relied on the Dark Tiger's combat strength for a long time before he felt better, yesterday because he was tired and did not feel anything, and today's naked killing made him extremely uncomfortable.

Nangong Fan Lisuo turned over and jumped on the back of the dark tiger, driving the dark tiger to run forward, playing with the more than a dozen space rings in his hand, although these rings seem to be a little shoddy, the space inside is even more narrow, and even the space in it is even more unstable, but it is also an excellent harvest.

"Sure enough, killing people is the fastest way to get money, no wonder so many people are willing to be bandits. Nangong Fan shook his head and sighed.