"Brothers, we have no grievances in the long future and no enemies in the near future, why bother with my little brother and me

Big brothers, why don't you just let me go like a fart! ”

Yang Fan pleaded with the gang in a low voice, but it didn't work at all.

"I'll wipe it, this is not a little face, I really treat my Yang Fan as a soft persimmon."

"The strength of the opponent is unknown, you can't take it lightly, you should go all out and kill!"

Yang Fan's soft policy not only did not play a role, but even made the people of Noxus think that this person was mysterious and abnormal.

In such a dangerous scene, I can joke with my brothers without shame.

You say you're a piece of trash? The devil believes it! There are too many people who come out to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers this year.

With the leader's killing order, all the soldiers intercepted and killed with swords.

Looking at this scene of numbness on the scalp, although Yang Fan panicked, he could only bite the bullet.

"You fucking forced me!"

Yang Fan closed his eyes at this critical juncture, stood still in place, and let him rush to kill.

"Alpha Raid!"

Suddenly, Yang Fan opened his eyes violently and roared, and the phantom of Sword Saint Yi condensed in front of him.

The phantom of Yi is condensed and formed in the air, and I see that "Yi" is still a familiar and simple starting style.

There are no bells and whistles, the phantom holds the sword in his right hand, across his chest, and the fingers of his left hand slash across the blade.

In an instant, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent was sharpened!

Then he raised his hand and slashed out with a sword, which seemed to be a sword, but in fact, thousands of sword qi were splashed out.

The invisible but intentional sword qi ran through all directions, and the Noxian soldiers rushed around Yang Fan.

In an instant, the person who was cut by the dense sword qi turned on his back.

The Phantom of the Sword Saint who swung this form also turned into a little bit of energy and the light dissipated.

It turned out that Xiaobai handed over to Yang Fan on the previous road how to use the skills that had been copied successfully.

I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon, if I didn't have any confidence, Yang Fan would have run away

There was only one person left in the Noxus army in the field, and it was the leader!

"Heh, I can't imagine that I followed General Tyrone from place to place on assassination missions.

I didn't expect my brothers to be planted in your hands today.

In Yang Fan's impression, the captain of the Noxus assassination team, who has always been silent, said a lot today.

My Noxus soldiers only died in battle, not survived, come, let me kill you, a thousand times is not enough! ”

After saying this, the Wu Commander was as imposing as a rainbow, with an undisguised and rich killing intent.

Carrying the strangely shaped scimitar that Noxus had as a characteristic of the assassination mission, he rushed towards Yang Fan.

"Made, Lao Tzu's life and death are at stake today, so what kind of Shenhe Imperial Body is better for Lao Tzu to use!"

Looking at this soldier who swore to death, Yang Fan scolded his mother in his heart.

"Damn, let you treat me like a fart, I'm happy to let me go, you don't.

Now the fuck let me chop it down, and I'm screaming for revenge.

Are you guys cheap, this is typical, light a lamp in the pit to find (death)!

Although Yang Fan was extremely unhappy in his heart, the knife was already on his neck at this time, and he had to take the trick hard.

At this time, the other party had no moves at all, holding the knife in both hands, and slashed straight down at Yang Fan's door.

The knife that had slashed hundreds of lives came at him with a vicious aura and murderous intent.

Yang Fan's mind moved, and the remaining energy of the system was collected in his arms, forming a blue energy film.

Yang Fan crossed his arms and raised it over the front door, but he wanted to block this murderous blow with his arms.

In an instant, the knife slashed down with a whistling energy, colliding with Yang Fan's arms.

Yang Fan was slashed back a few steps by the inertia of this huge force, and the energy barrier on his arms was only slightly rippling.

Seeing this sturdy energy shield, Yang Fan was finally sure that Xiaobai was not cheating on himself.

Using all the energy available in the system, he formed a pair of energy armor for himself.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth rarely evoked a confident arc.

No bells and whistles (actually because he doesn't know any moves)

Yang Fan only used the mutual assault move he used when he was fighting with others at school.

With the indestructible energy protector, it is also impressive.

But it's really nothing to see, a real life-and-death struggle, which made Yang Fan a ruffian hooligan's brawl.

"Ding! Increase your host's fighting proficiency and acquire the skills in Kamigawa Sanctions, Meteor Fist! ”

Yang Fan's mind sounded the cold voice of the artificial intelligence of the Kamigawa system for the first time in a long time.

I haven't heard it for a long time, and Yang Fan really misses this emotionless artificial intelligence.

As soon as the system's words fell, Yang Fan's mind had something more.

Yang Fan's body, especially his fists, felt a little strange.

Meteor Fist: Refined from pure energy to double fists, the more you fight, the more courageous you become, and if you gather energy on one punch, you can burst out with amazing power.

The extra thing in Yang Fan's mind was boxing!

Zheng Nahan's so-called boxing method doesn't even have a boxing spectrum, so let me practice a hammer.

Suddenly, Yang Fan felt that this set of boxing techniques was extremely familiar, as if he was a grandmaster who had refined this set of boxing techniques.

It turned out that the system couldn't help but penetrate the boxing method into Yang Fan's mind, and the actual combat experience and its essence were also imprinted into Yang Fan's bones.

Wu Chang, who hammered each other with Yang Fan, became more and more frightened.

"Why is this kid getting bigger and more difficult, and there is a way to punch now.

It's not like the tavern brawl before?" He defended Yang Fan's tight offensive and was shocked in shock.

At this time, Yang Fan was already addicted, tirelessly punching one punch after another.

The meteorite-like fist kept smashing down all the time, ignoring the changes in the opponent's heart at this time.

Suddenly, Yang Fan slowed down his offensive.

He raised his right fist and gathered all his strength and energy, all focusing on this blow.

"Fist down, Meteorite!"

Yang Fan shouted, his momentum accumulated to the extreme, and he smashed it down with a punch.

And the opponent also used the knife in his hand to meet this majestic blow.

Bang!

The two moves collided, the dust was flying, and the battle situation could not be seen clearly.

I saw a figure slowly walking out of the dust, walking lightly, and finally couldn't hold on.

He sat on the edge of the stone beside him, and he was still swearing in his mouth.

"Rub, Lao Tzu fighting is like asking for his life, when can he be as chic as the Wuji Sword Saint.

One sword breaks ten thousand laws, tsk tsk, sir, I'm really envious.

The one who muttered and complained in his mouth was Yang Fan after the death battle.

Although he has energy protection, he still has a lot of knife wounds.

But Yang Fan, who was injured, was not only not depressed, but was full of energy.

Xiaobai, who didn't know where he was hiding before, ran to Yang Fan with Huan'er at this time, and was kicked out by him.

Yang Fan, who was thinking about the battle just now, heard Master Yi's voice in the air.

"Master Yi, I'm here!"

As if this sentence had exhausted all his strength, Yang Fan shouted this sentence at the top of his voice.

As soon as his eyes were blackened, he collapsed beside the stone, and fell unconscious.