Chapter 66: Too Strong
The black robe, with a whoosh, stood in front of Ning Fan.
Ning Fan sat in the center of the secret room, sitting on the Taishi chair, and the flames on both sides were burning in the Ding furnace.
The man came, dressed in a black robe with a golden mask on his face.
There is only a pair of eyes, and a small gap is exposed.
The cold eyes are very victorious.
However, Ning Fan found that the other party's eyes were slightly pupiled, and he suddenly narrowed.
He sat peacefully on the Taishi's chair.
Silence, silence.
In the end, Ning Fan spoke.
"Zhuge Jun is dead. ”
"From now on, I'll take the lead here. ”
Ning Fan stared at the black-robed man and said lightly.
"Zhuge Jun is dead, I know this. "The voice is hoarse, somewhat ethereal, giving people a sense of illusion, and even echoing.
The secret room was not particularly wide, and the voice of the black-robed man was like a ghost.
"You lead, I don't have a problem. The black-robed man's voice was a little lazy.
"But the only thing I'm not satisfied with is that you changed the name of Dragon Guardian Villa without authorization. The black-robed man suddenly said in a deep voice.
Sou.
The black-robed man raised his hand.
His palms are facing up, and his fingers are bent into claws.
A blue flame burst out from the palm of his hand in an instant.
The black-robed man exhaled and blew lightly towards the blue flame.
The breath erupted, and the flames flickered and trembled.
"You know, this name, how many days did I think about it?" the black-robed man suddenly laughed, but his laughter was cold.
"How can I know that. Ning Fan didn't know.
"Three days. The black-robed man raised three fingers.
"Then you're really weird, three days to come up with a name. Ning Fan smiled.
"Are you laughing?" the black-robed man asked rhetorically.
"Laughing, not really, but I don't think it's unusual to come up with a name in three days. Ning Fan said.
"I say this just to tell you that this name is very important to me, and if you change your name, you are disrespecting me.
Those who don't respect me have only one result, you know?"
"I don't know. Ning Fan said.
"Die. The black-robed man said coldly and cruelly.
"Not necessarily. Ning Fan suddenly stood up from the Taishi chair.
The sword cloaks hunted.
"Not necessarily? Hehe, you're so confident. ”
The black-robed man swished, and slapped his palm at Ning Fan.
The blue flame in the palm of his hand flew out with a bang.
The flames were so intense that the air seemed to be burning.
But I saw a blue light in the air, and it flashed away.
Ning Fan's Taishi chair exploded instantly.
Ning Fan was fine, his whole body had already flown in front of the black-robed man.
"Good speed. The black-robed man commented, but the voice, to put it mildly.
He was unimpressed.
"But, still have to die. ”
The black-robed man snapped and pulled out a sword.
A sword that is black all over.
"This sword, I call him Heitian. ”
"It means that once the sword is out, the whole world will turn black. ”
The black-robed man smiled.
Ning Fan raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.
"Why? I don't think so, I don't believe it, heh, then you can taste the night. ”
The black-robed man's body suddenly floated.
Phew, gone.
A sword out.
A black sword qi was thrown out in an instant.
The move was weird, just as weird as his people.
Rumble.
The surrounding firelight was completely extinguished when the sword qi appeared.
Not a single one remained.
Dark, absolutely dark.
It stands to reason that even if the flames were extinguished, the chamber would not be completely dark.
But now it's dark.
That is the effect of the sword qi.
Ning Fan was in the dark.
The eyes do not see any trace ahead.
The darkness was endless, and he could only listen by ear.
Close your eyes and make your ears more sensitive than ever.
Sou.
There was a slight tremor in the air.
His body suddenly moved.
Poof.
However, despite the fast speed of movement and the capture of the sword qi in advance, his shoulder was still slashed by a sword qi.
Blood was flowing, and muscles were hot and painful.
The sword qi even entered the muscles, tearing the skin frantically.
One after another, one sword qi.
It's like a wave in the ocean, sweeping over.
Ning Fan, who was suppressed, was out of breath.
......
Rumble.
The surrounding firelight, in an instant, rose again.
Inside the chamber, the darkness was completely gone.
Reoccupied by the light.
Poof.
Ning Fan's body smashed and flew to the side of the stone steps.
He clutched his chest, withstood the tremendous force, and a mouthful of blood spit out directly from his throat.
His face was extremely pale.
On his body, a white sword coat was in tatters, and blood flowed out from the tattered place, staining the white sword coat.
The wooden hairpin in his hair was also broken by the sword qi, and his hair was scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.
"You're no match for me. ”
The black-robed man's voice was cold, with supreme majesty.
"So what if it's not your opponent?" Ning Fan squinted his eyes and gripped the hilt of the bloodstained sword again.
"Hehe, so what? That's death. The black-robed man sneered, and the sword qi on his body spread in the blink of an eye.
His hair, which was already disheveled, was covered by a black robe, so he could not see it.
Now the black robe and hat fell, and his long hair was scattered, and there was no wind to automatic.
The chaotic hair fluttered wildly, and his back was full of light.
The face covered by the golden mask was like a ghost, hideous, so that people couldn't see the face under his mask, whether he was crying or laughing.
"Give you a chance, kneel down, kowtow to me three times, and I will spare you from death. ”
The black-robed man was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes smiled, giving Ning Fan a chance.
Silent.
Silence again.
"Hahahaha......"
Suddenly, Ning Fan laughed wildly.
The sound of laughter swept through the entire hall of the secret room like a wave.
Ning Fan clenched the bloodstained sword and stood up straight.
His eyes narrowed at the black-robed man.
"Let me kneel, you don't deserve it!"
He gritted his teeth and smiled.
"I, Ning Fan, kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to my parents, kneel to my master, kneel to my relatives, and never kneel to you!"
After Ning Fan finished speaking, he let out a long howl.
The whole person flew towards the black-robed man.
"Sword fifteen, imprisoned. ”
With a long roar, the entire secret room hall was full of sword qi, lingering.
The sword body is even more cicadas, with a slight sound, shaking, and connecting into a piece, like the sound of waves.
The sound of the waves was like the sea, sweeping the world, and the fifteenth sword was released in an instant.
Fifteen sword qi soared into the sky, and the entire secret room that shook was shaking.
There are also stones, which are haunted by sword qi and cut in an instant.
The shattered stone, mixed with the sword qi, became a boost within the range of Sword Fifteen's attack.
Fifteen sword qi came out in an instant, surrounding the black-robed people up and down.
Fifteen golden rays of light, flickering, like golden rays.
The light of the road shrouded his body.
Then Dan saw that fifteen sword qi and card rubs were intertwined and became a cage.
The cage suddenly vanished, hiding directly in the air.
The air is instantly still, and it all freezes instantly.
Ning Fan's blood-stained sword, combined with his body, had already turned into a meteor, piercing the heart of the black-robed man's chest.
Confinement, which can imprison for two or three breaths.
It's short, but it's enough.
However, there was a sudden change.
The cage surrounded by fifteen sword qi reappeared, and after the cage of imprisonment appeared, it was shattered in an instant.
A palm poked out.
The two fingers, with a loud bang, actually caught the tip of the bloodstained sword.
"It's too weak, it's too weak. ”
"Sword Fifteen, hehe, imprisoned, hehe, ridiculous. ”
"The gap is too big, no matter how big the swordsmanship magic power is, it's all bullshit!"
ridicule, run, ridicule, contempt.
There was also anger and supreme sword qi, which were finally condensed on the two fingers of the black-robed man who held the tip of the sword.
The two fingers turned into gilded gold.