The night outside was low, it was already late at night, I don't know when it was raining in mid-air, the windows in the room were wide open, the cool breeze was howling into the room, Mo Fan on the sofa felt very comfortable, and couldn't help but have the idea of lying here and sleeping. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, he frowned, pursed his lips, and slowly sat up, his eyes turning. In the room, I don't know when there was one more person, it was the middle-aged man who had left not long ago.

In Mo Fan's opinion, after this guy was sent away, the chance of coming back to trouble him again was less than thirty percent.

After all, the brother and sister are not important people in the Swallowing Heaven, and they don't have any special relationship, no matter what, Tianlao will not be bored enough to send someone to trouble him again.

It's a pity that he didn't know that the old man was just as reckless as him, and he didn't like people very well, so it didn't take much effort to send someone to crush the other party.

Looking at the middle-aged man's unkind eyes, Mo Fan naturally guessed the other party's intention this time, so he didn't even bother to say superfluous nonsense, and said straightforwardly: "Let's find a quiet place, it's too narrow here to be used."

"Don't you want to know why?" The middle-aged man was slightly surprised. This kind of guy who guesses what he means without asking anything, and immediately goes straight to the point, really makes him feel extremely weird.

"There's no need." Mo Fan shook his head, pointed to the side and said, "Let's solve it quickly, I'm still soaking in water and waiting to come back to eat instant noodles." ”

The middle-aged man turned his eyes and found that there was really a pot of water soaking on the side, as well as two buckets of instant noodles, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching slightly: "As a marauder, it is strange that you can be poor like this."

"You know a hair." Mo Fan rolled his eyes. Eating instant noodles will be considered poor, which is really speechless, is it possible that this guy didn't see that he had two buckets of instant noodles there? People who can eat two buckets of instant noodles will be poor? It's just funny.

"Okay then." The middle-aged man didn't care, nodded, slowly took off his blazer, threw it aside, and said, "You don't need to go anywhere else, it's enough here, don't worry, soon." ”

It's rare to meet someone who is not verbose, but his personality is similar to Mo Fan, if he asks, he can't ask anything anyway, so he just fights first and then speaks, and when he is convinced, he is naturally willing to say anything.

It's a pity that Mo Fan doesn't like a guy who can pretend to be more powerful than him, so it's just right, so he is too lazy to say it, just let this guy see what a real quick solution is.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he twisted his neck, and in an instant, the agility in his body began to skyrocket wildly.

318…… 325…… 331…… 364…… 371…… 384…… 394！

In an instant, Mo Fan's agility reached the peak he could currently reach, and the 64 points of the sword energy increase plus the 20% additional increase of the sword master pushed his agility to a peak, a full 394 points!

You must know that breaking through 400 points in a single naked attribute is enough to be promoted to a fifth-order predator, and it is conceivable how amazing his current strength has reached.

Before the middle-aged man could make a move, he suddenly felt that the momentum on the other party's body was rising, his brows couldn't help frowning tightly, and there was a faint premonition in his heart.

As a fourth-order marauder, he didn't take Mo Fan, a third-order marauder, into account, thinking that even in this room, he could easily deal with the person in front of him.

But now, the situation seemed to be a little different from what he expected, and the majestic momentum on the other party's body actually faintly made him feel a trace of danger.

Before the middle-aged man could think about it, with a sonic boom, he found that the other party had disappeared in place, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

What is the other party's fast and scary speed? Why couldn't he, as a fourth-order marauder, catch the other party's figure?

In an instant, a black greatsword grew in his eyes, and he wanted to react, but unfortunately his agility simply couldn't reach that point.

As a physique-type predator, his agility is actually passable, but compared to Mo Fan, it is tantamount to a world of difference.

Therefore, even if he sees the opponent's attack, his agility is far from supporting him to dodge and block.

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from the opponent's black giant sword, the middle-aged man did not hesitate, and immediately took out his hole cards, only to see his thick hands suddenly appear in front of his forehead, crossed into an X, and a layer of pale yellow energy was attached to his arms, giving people an indestructible feeling.

"Bang!"

The moment the black giant sword landed on his arms, a wave of qi dispersed, and the room immediately became scattered, and the floor under the middle-aged man's feet cracked in all directions.

The moment of the collision, his expression showed a hint of joy, the power from the opponent's sword was far smaller than he imagined, and this little power was not even enough to break through his defense.

You know, he is a physique-type predator, his physique is as high as a terrifying 330 points, and Mo Fan's strength gives him the feeling that it is around two hundred, and trying to break through his defense is tantamount to a fool's dream.

But in the next second, the joy on the middle-aged man's face turned into a shock that he couldn't hide, and he saw that both of his arms exploded from it, blood and flesh splashed, and the two severed arms fell to the side.

"How is that possible!" The middle-aged man lost his voice. The shock on his face was far greater than the pain, and it was like a dream that two hundred points of strength could destroy his arms so easily.

Suddenly, he remembered a possibility, that is, the opponent's weapon attack power is extremely high, but what level of weapon is needed to achieve this effect? What level of attack power can make 200 points of strength devastate more than 300 points of constitution?

Seventh Order? Still is...... Eighth Order!

"You!" The middle-aged man looked at the black giant sword in Mo Fan's hand and was speechless in shock. He couldn't believe that a mere third-order marauder could possess a weapon of this level.

"This can't be, this can't be, this can't ......" The middle-aged man's face was like a blank sheet of paper, and he kept muttering, he couldn't believe it.

"What can't be."

A flat voice suddenly sounded behind him, and before he could turn his head, he lost consciousness forever and ever.

Looking at the middle-aged man's smashed head, Mo Fan pursed his lips, what he was not afraid of the most was really this kind of physique-type predator.

This kind of guy's self-proclaimed indestructible physique is as fragile as a piece of tofu under his terrifying attack power of up to the eighth level.

Even if the opponent's physique is much higher than his strength, he is still destroyed by him and killed in seconds, this is an eighth-order weapon, and it can even be called a ...... Artifact!