Thinking about it, Yang Fan just glanced over there.

Seeing that Zhou Yiyi and the others had no problems, he was relieved, and he didn't dare to be too distracted by the current enemy.

Zhou Yiyi and the others were dealing with at least martial artists of the same level, but what he had to deal with was a third-rank warrior, who was one level higher than Yang Fan in terms of cultivation level.

Yang Fan didn't dare to be careless at all at this time, and he was full of spirit and faced the strong enemy in front of him.

The black-robed man was holding an iron rod, and he had already rushed up when Yang Fan hit the ground.

The stick opened and closed wide, sweeping in all directions.

Yang Fan had a hard time resisting every time, and every collision would put heavy pressure on his arms.

Yang Fan estimated that the black-robed person in front of him was at least about three hundred to five hundred catties higher than him in terms of strength, and this was not necessarily the opponent's extreme strength.

When Yang Fan was repulsed again, the qi and blood instantly poured into his arms, and the blood mist resurfaced, and his hands were straight with the knife, and he slashed at the black-robed man who rushed over.

Slash through the ninefold

"The strength is like a stone, the muscles and bones are like a knife, the knife is like autumn frost, the gold is cut and the jade is broken, if the tiger is fierce, a knife breaks the nine layers at night!"

Qi and blood were infused, the long knife slashed at the black-robed man, the black-robed man lifted the stick in front of him, this knife, Yang Fan took two steps back, and the black-robed man stopped the momentum and took a step back.

Then Yang Fan swung his knife forward again.

"The wind is like a sound, the air is like stopping water, breathing all things, the wind is galloping, turning into a swimming dragon, and breaking the nine layers and nine times!"

The second sword was swung, and the black-robed man blocked again.

This time, Yang Fan didn't take a step back, and the black-robed man took three steps back.

Yang Fan was unforgiving, striding forward, the long knife in his hand was placed horizontally in front of him, and the qi and blood under his feet were perfusion.

Bounty and flick the shadow

The afterimage shuttles ten meters.

The black robe was torn from the waist of the black-robed man.

When the blade was approaching, the black-robed man twisted his body in an incredible way, dodging a slash from the waist.

The black-robed man turned around and looked at Yang Fan who was ten meters away, and his face that did not leak also showed rage.

It almost capsized in the gutter just now.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get, and the more I think about it, the more scared I become.

The black-robed man held a stick in both hands and rushed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's face erupted three times, and the qi and blood in his body had dropped by half.

Seeing the black-robed man rushing over, he also smiled helplessly on his face.

Then the smile disappeared, frowning, holding the knife, motionless, waiting for the arrival of the black-robed man.

When the black-robed man swept with a stick, Yang Fan suddenly let go of the long knife with both hands and grabbed the long stick that was about to touch his ribs.

Lightning flashes.

Electricity shuttled back and forth around Yang Fan's body.

Especially the long stick, which was covered with purple lightning.

The black-robed man who had some contempt for Yang Fan just now and dared to grab his stick instantly lost consciousness.

Grasping the long stick, he convulsed.

Five seconds later, Yang Fan let go of the long stick, his hands were full of blood that had been shaken by the impact just now, and he lifted the long knife that fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of the moment when the black-robed man was still twitching and had not yet recovered, he raised his long knife and slashed at the black-robed man's head.

In the frightened eyes of the black-robed man, his head fell to the ground, and blood sprayed.

On the other side of the battle group, Zhou Yiyi and others gradually played a tacit understanding.

After all, the five second-grade martial artists, although the strongest is only in the middle, but the two fists are invincible to the four hands, and the heroes are also afraid of many people.

Under the siege of the five, the sword-wielding black-robed man also began to show his decline.

When Xie Sihua shouted "Ling Tian" and smashed the big stick into the air, a long knife rushed out of the black-robed man's chest.

The tip of the knife was on the tip of Jiang Chao's nose.

The black-robed man's hands that had just wanted to raise the long knife fell weakly, and Xie Sihua smashed a stick on the top of the black-robed man's head, blood splashing everywhere. Stained the whole body.

When Xie Sihua shouted "Ling Tian", Yang Fan bowed down and launched a bullet, and instantly arrived at the battle circle, the long knife stabbed into the back of the black-robed man, and rushed out in his chest.

Jiang Chao looked at the tip of the knife on his nose, and cold sweat broke out. I didn't even care about the filth on my body.

This thing is absolutely deliberate, Jiang Chao wants to cry at this moment, this thing's heart is probably as big as a needlepoint, too small, too grudge, he was helping him yesterday, and he didn't mean it.

Today another big war is over, and this product does not forget to let yourself experience it.

Jiang Chao was still thinking about it, but others didn't have these thoughts.

Especially Xie Sihua.

The one bent over the tree, opened his mouth and vomited.

Mu Qingshan and Jiang Xiaoyi were the same, squatting on the ground was a burst of vomiting.

Zhou Yiyi is better, she has seen a lot of this kind of scene. It's basically the same when you go out to do tasks, and modern warriors grow up in blood.

But this blow to the head in front of him still hit Zhou Yiyi.

At this moment, his face was a little pale.

Yang Fan pulled out his alloy long knife, and looked at Xie Sihua who was vomiting with a fierce glint in his eyes.

After this thing opened the scoop with a stick, most of the red and white things were aimed at Yang Fan's direction.

Yang Fan's body can't be seen now, red, white, yellow, messy.

Jiang Chao originally wanted to say something, but seeing that Yang Fan was covered in filth, he also joined the vomiting army.

After a while, Mu Qingshan and the others finally stopped throwing up.

In Yang Fan's opinion, this is adaptation, and in the hearts of Mu Qingshan and others, it is because there is nothing to vomit.

One by one, their faces turned pale, and they felt even more ugly than when they had just started the battle.

Yang Fan also simply wiped the filth off his face.

"Who are these two people, and why are you attacking us?"

Zhou Yiyi looked at the two corpses and asked.

"Who knows?"

Yang Fan looked up at the sky, he had a guess that when he was chasing Liu Qiang in Bishan, he had met someone in this kind of costume.

Later, I learned that this was a person in the dark world.

But at this moment, Yang Fan didn't plan to say.

Except for Zhou Yiyi and himself, the other four people didn't know about the existence of the dark world, they only knew that the ruins were rich in resources, but they didn't know that the ruins were dangerous.

"Take pictures, wait until we go back and check out, who is killing us!"

Xie Sihua said with a pale face.

Others chimed in.

......

After a while, everyone hit the road again.

But everyone's heart is not too beautiful.

There were too many accidents on this trip into the mountains.

First the wolves, then the black-robed people.

It has only been two days in the mountains, and it has already encountered several crises.

Zhou Yiyi was glad that she had invited Yang Fan at the moment.

If there was no Yang Fan along the way, maybe these people would have returned to the west yesterday under the siege of wolves.

The two crises were solved by Yang Fan, which made everyone have some other emotions towards Yang Fan.

Modern warriors are never alone.

In the interior of the earth, there are countless cultivation academies, there are many classmates, mentors, there are threats from the underworld outside, and in the ruins, the human race is also holding a group, and everyone has comrades-in-arms who can rely on each other.

At this moment, Mu Qingshan and the others looked at Yang Fan's back, and suddenly felt a feeling that they could rely on.

......

The sun was already shining in the dense wooded mountains, and the sun was falling through the cracks in the leaves.

At this moment, the group was still about 40 miles away from the water source.

Along the way, everyone adapted to rushing in the mountains, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

The warrior's adaptability is still very strong.

But physical strength is really limited.

At this moment, everyone rested in a slightly higher place.

Jiang Chao slammed the silver wolf corpse he was carrying on the ground.

"Huh, huh, I'll tell you, I'm going to take half of the corpse of this silver wolf, otherwise I'll quit, whoever likes to carry it will carry it. ”

Jiang Chao sat on the ground and gasped for breath, and said, the expression on his face was called a grievance.

Jiang Chao has really had enough of this journey, he has been bullied and suppressed.

In the battle in front, Yang Fan had obviously pointed a long knife on the tip of his nose, Jiang Chao thought that this matter would be over, but along the way, Jiang Chao felt that he was naïve and underestimated Yang Fan's measurements.

Along the way, he was still resisting the burden of carrying the corpse of the silver wolf, and with a little dissatisfaction, Yang Fan would run over from the front and kick himself twice and punch him twice, although it was not heavy, but it was sadistic.

Jiang Chao felt that his self-esteem had been shattered by Yang Fan's trampling.

Mu Qingshan and the others listened to Jiang Chao's complaints, with a playful expression on their faces, and their eyes kept wandering over Yang Fan and Jiang Chao.

"If you don't do it, you don't do it, you put it down, the corpse of the silver wolf behind is carried by Xie Sihua. ”

Yang Fan glanced at Jiang Chao twice and said indifferently.

Jiang Chao was shocked, this thing actually agreed, not to let himself carry the corpse on his back?

Jiang Chao looked puzzled, Xie Sihua was not comfortable at the moment.

"Why? I'm the rear guard, I'm carrying the corpse on my back, what if something happens?"

Xie Sihua shouted loudly, his expression was unconvinced.

Yang Fan didn't speak, clenched his fists and walked over.

"Smack, poof, da!"

Then Yang Fan left Xie Sihua's side and found a random place to sit down and rest.

Xie Sihua's face was already swollen at the moment, and with three punches, he barely blocked the first punch, and the remaining two punches smashed firmly on his face.

Zhou Yiyi wanted to say something, but before she could say it, the farce was over.

Xie Sihua was very sad and indignant at the moment, why? He didn't provoke him, because Mao wanted to treat himself like this?

Mu Qingshan and the others were also confused at the moment, and they couldn't think of where Xie Sihua had provoked Yang Fan along the way.

Yang Fan was sitting on the ground resting at the moment, and he was happy in his heart, and finally found a way to bully Lao Xie, this thing that made himself filthy was finally reported.

Zhou Yiyi covered her head, she couldn't understand it, everyone knew the reason for bullying Jiang Chao, but bullying Xie Sihua was for wool?

After resting for about ten minutes, everyone went on the road again, this time Jiang Chao was at the back, and Xie Sihua walked in the middle of the team with the corpse of the silver wolf on his back.

The grief and indignation on that face, the grievance on the face, have nowhere to tell.

Suddenly, Yang Fan disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At a glance, it turned out that Yang Fan was tripped over by a vine, and the second-grade martial artist was actually tripped over?

Everyone was dumbfounded, but there was a sentence in everyone's hearts: Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is good for reincarnation.

Xie Sihua was about to laugh out loud, people have their own income. The wicked have their own wicked grinding, and so it is. I can't look at it.

Yang Fan's face was embarrassed after he got up, he was at the peak of the second grade, and he actually tripped over the vines, which was really embarrassing.

didn't speak, silently continued to move forward, and everyone behind him followed with a smile.