Chapter Ninety-Five: False and True
If the blood-sucking sword continued to move forward insistently, the tip of the sword might not have touched the skin, Fang Fan had been cut in half by the tiger's tail, Fang Fan had no choice but to put away the sword, and stabbed several swords at the tiger's tail. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Rotten wood can be carved!
Every time the tip of the sword hit the tiger's tail, Fang Fan took half a step back, but when he withdrew two meters away, he stabbed out more than ten swords, because just two swords were stabbed, all his retreats would be blocked, if it weren't for the temporary breakthrough of the ninth layer of the wood-chopping swordsmanship, he would most likely be trapped in place and die under Leng Feng's knife.
Whether it is swordsmanship or other martial arts, every breakthrough is a new world, and as the enemy's Leng Feng, the feeling is the strongest, at the beginning Fang Fan has been in a state of exhaustion, and when the swordsmanship breaks through, Fang Fan's whole person is like being reborn, although he is still suppressed, but Leng Buding's small tricks make Leng Feng secretly frightened.
The two exchanged a few moves again and separated, and as if they had made an appointment, Yin Meng and Xia Feng, who were also in the struggle, were also separated for a short time, I don't know if they were accumulating strength, or if they were tired and ready to take a rest.
Yin Meng and Xia Feng didn't know what the reason was, but between Fang Fan and Leng Feng, they were definitely not tired.
The knife in Leng Feng's hand became more and more dazzling, and a thick killing intent filled the lobby, and under such a killing intent, dead things like dishes and chopsticks seemed to tremble unbearably.
At first, only the clattering of dishes and chopsticks, followed by blue and white porcelain plates filled with delicacies, and finally, the round table in the center of the lobby, the whole room, and even the floor shook violently like an earthquake.
How many people will be killed to condense such a murderous aura?
Fang Fan's pupils had shrunk to the size of a needle, and the hand holding the sword had seen bulging green tendons and whitish phalanges, while Yin Meng, Xia Feng, and Yu Ying all stood in place in fear, not that they didn't move, but that their bodies were already stiff and couldn't move, and if they were gently pushed, they even felt that they would be broken into countless pieces.
Holding the handle of the knife with both hands, the blade facing up and the back of the knife facing down, the black knife was raised at shoulder level, Leng Feng's left foot gently took a step forward, and in an instant, a circle of dust shook under his feet, Leng Feng disappeared, and when it reappeared, the knife was already on top of Fang Fan's head.
The heavy black knife was about to be cut down, but there was no shadow of the knife in Fang Fan's pupils, in his eyes, there was only a hideous evil tiger that swooped down suddenly, the terrifying fangs were still hanging with crystal saliva, and the sharp tiger claws seemed to grasp his body through.
"Ah......h
Fang Fan roared wildly and made a move, he knew that with his current strength, it would be difficult to block this knife, and his roar was also to strengthen his courage.
But only half of the thorns were cast, Fang Fan was split, and the true qi vortex that covered the surface of his body was also instantly dispersed, and with a bang, Fang Fan was embedded in the wall.
"Click......
Blood arrows spurted out, and his clothes were soaked with blood from his body, the moment he was chopped away, Fang Fan's blood vessels had already burst open, if he was wearing white clothes, I am afraid he would have already become a bloody person.
The blood-sucking sword was still in his hand, just like a dry field that had been in the rain for a long time, it was desperately sucking Fang Fan's blood.
Before he could get out of the wall that he was tightly trapped in, Leng Feng attacked again, even though Fang Fan seemed to have no power to fight back, Leng Feng still did not relax in the slightest, and the momentum of his attack still did not decrease in the slightest.
For a killer, it is necessary to maintain absolute calm at all times, even if the enemy is as weak as a child, and use all his strength.
No one knows better than the hidden killer the truth of the lion fighting the rabbit and using all his strength.
The evil tiger swept through the wind and slaughtered, and that huge mouth seemed to be able to swallow Fang Fan's whole person in one gulp, however, just as the sharp teeth touched his forehead, the evil tiger suddenly stopped moving, and time seemed to stand still.
In a trance, Fang Fan even felt saliva flowing down his teeth and dripping onto his face.
Suddenly, the evil tiger disappeared from front of him without warning, and a black knife was only a millimeter away from Fang Fan's eyebrows.
"Purple Sun Fire Thunder ......"
Leng Feng's pupils constricted, and a transparent crystal ball appeared in Fang Fan's palm, and the purple gold flame in the crystal ball was like an ant on a hot pot, setting off a whirlwind in the crystal ball.
"Here you go! It's a big deal! With blood foaming in his mouth, Fang Fan said viciously.
Frozen for a moment, he took a step back with his knife, stopped his body again, as if he had made a lot of determination, and slashed forward with his knife!
"There are really people who are not afraid of death." Fang Fan pursed his lips, and a wisp of true qi drilled into the purple sun fire thunder, anyway, it was dead horizontally and vertically, why didn't he die vigorously?
However, the True Qi was like mud into the sea, completely silent, not to mention the explosion that could raze the entire Xia Mansion to the ground.
Leng Feng was already determined to die, although the knife fell, how could there be no horror in his heart, so the strength of the knife couldn't help but weaken a little, the expected explosion did not appear, but Fang Fan's shoulder had an extra knife, the knife edge was extremely deep, and half of his arm was almost chopped off.
When the ......
The blood-sucking sword fell weakly from his right hand.
"It's a fake...... Fang Fan muttered with a paper-colored face.
"Of course it's fake, otherwise how could I let you take it away, didn't that dig a hole for myself?" Yin Meng said with a smile, she had come out of her fear.
With a bang, the 'Purple Yang Fire Thunder' was crushed by Fang Fan angrily, and the purple gold flame that was spinning rapidly inside had just touched the air and was extinguished in the air.
This 'Purple Yang Fire Thunder' was so realistic that Fang Fan actually looked away.
The black knife was stuck in Fang Fan's bones, and it was no longer difficult to cut it, Leng Feng wanted to pull out the knife again, but found that the black knife had sunk deeper, as if it had taken root, and the muscles had climbed up the blade like a creeper, and the flesh and the knife were tightly fitted together.
Leng Feng's eyes were cold, his right palm was raised high, and he was about to smash Fang Fan's head with one palm, but he heard Fang Fan's shout infused with internal force.
"Summer Breeze! Aren't you ready to make a move? ”
As soon as the words came out, Leng Feng and Yin Meng were both stunned, Xia Feng was already so seriously injured that he couldn't deal with it alone, what kind of wind and waves could he turn over?
Leng Feng and Yin Meng looked at Xia Feng at the same time, but they saw Xia Feng's figure flashing and arrived in front of a tall vase.
Smack......
The vase was shattered by a punch, and at the bottom of the vase, there was an arm-thick metal tube, and a cotton rope could be faintly seen showing a little head, which seemed to be a lead?!
"Stop him!"
Yin Meng changed color suddenly, she didn't stop Fang Fan before, it was because she knew that the Purple Yang Fire Thunder in Fang Fan's hand was fake, and now it was certain that this lead was Xia Feng's last hole card.
Yin Meng suddenly remembered that the ground of the Xia Mansion was covered with explosives, and the purpose of laying explosives was very simple, that is, one day when the Xia family was cornered, they would die with the enemy.
Yin Meng always thought that this was a rumor of a good deed, but he didn't expect it to be true, Xia Yu really did such a crazy thing.
He was not afraid that the enemy would also take advantage of this, dig up the ground, and throw a fire fold down, and before the battle could start, the Xia Mansion would be wiped out.