Sivir's heart was extremely broken at this time.

After trying to attack Mo Fan a few times to no avail, she finally gave up the idea of killing the other party.

"Hey, why did you stop? Fast! Go on! ”

After Mo Fan found that the other party had stopped, he hurriedly urged.

He was absorbing it at this time, and seeing that the keyhole of the ninth box in the soul seal was filled with white little by little, he felt the urge to laugh out loud.

If it weren't for the fact that absorbing these spell marks would have consumed a lot of his mental power, Mo Fan would have wanted to directly absorb them.

After hearing Mo Fan's words, Sivir's face became even more ugly.

However, she also felt a little strange, although this body was not her real body, just one of her many parasites, and could not fully exert her abilities as a god.

But even so, it should be more than enough to deal with a mortal who has stepped into his own realm, how can it not have any effect at all?

"Forget it, since I can't hurt you with the spell mark, let's use other methods!"

Sivir waved her hand as she spoke, and the brush that was floating beside Mo Fan was withdrawn by her.

At the same time, a figure with a long knife came out of the shadows.

When the figure got closer, Mo Fan saw clearly that it was a degenerate who had already been deeply corrupted by spiritual energy, and judging by the body type, it should have been a woman before death.

The other party's eyes were already extremely hollow and had lost their brilliance, and there were black curse marks all over her body, which made her look like a walking corpse!

"It's one of my best works, and I wonder how long you can last under her attack."

As he spoke, Sivir looked at Mo Fan below with interest.

"Damn, then you have to untie my hand too!"

Mo Fan tugged the hand that was stuck on the black box again, but the hand was still not moving, and the degenerate with the long knife was already very close to him.

Mo Fan doesn't have the ruthless attributes of Wang Xu, so he can cut off his arm without hesitation.

Although with the technological level of this world, it is not impossible to do such a thing as rebirth of a severed limb.

But the pain of cutting off your own arm is real.

Mo Fan is not a superman, so it is naturally impossible to do such an extreme thing.

At this time, the fallen person was already approaching, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Mo Fan without the slightest hesitation!

Mo Fan's reaction was also extremely fast, and the moment the opponent's long knife fell, his figure flashed and he dodged to the side.

The blow missed, and the fallen man seemed to be a little enraged, and after letting out a low roar, the long knife in his hand swung towards Mo Fan for the second time.

However, it was the same as just now, and it was dodged again.

Even if Mo Fan can't use the gossip chopsticks, the physical strength strengthened by the light curtain is still not to be underestimated.

Therefore, the Fallen could not help but hasten their attack.

One knife, two knives and three knives, one knife is faster than the other, and the angle of one knife is trickier than the other!

Mo Fan had no choice but to use the King of Qin around the pillar, surrounding the table, constantly dodging the attacks of the fallen again and again.

"I'll tell you, don't think I'm afraid of you if you carry a knife, if you have the ability, you will chase me, as long as you can catch me, I will let you ......"

Before he could finish his words, suddenly the long knife in the Fallen's hand suddenly reversed direction and slashed towards Mo Fan's hand that was attached to the black square!

"Damn, you're foul!"

Mo Fan hurriedly condensed a gossip chopstick with one hand, held it in his hand, and resisted the knife that slashed at the other party!

There is only one hand left, but it is enough to do it!

"Bang!"

The gossip chopsticks and the long knife collided together, and a burst of sparks appeared in an instant.

And Mo Fan's wrist suddenly flipped over, and he grabbed the opponent's long knife with his arm, and at the same time, the gossip chopsticks held tightly in his hand were also aimed at the other party! Fighting in such a small space, the long knife is not at all an opponent of the flexible and short weapon of the Bagua chopsticks.

Once locked by the enemy, then an inch long and an inch strong will become the biggest inferiority!

"Whoosh!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the gossip chopsticks in his hand were aimed at the other party's face, as fast as lightning!

After the other party drew the knife five or six times in a row to no avail, he decisively gave up the long knife directly, quickly retreated to the rear, and dodged Mo Fan's fatal blow that was almost face-to-face!

"Yes, this guy's strength should not be low during his lifetime, but it's a pity that he was made into the appearance of this person who is not a ghost or a ghost!" Mo Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Although he only has the strength of the peak of the F-level now, it is not him Mo Fanchui, and people below the C-level can live two moves with the other party!

Except, of course, bald heads!

"It seems that it is necessary to improve my spiritual energy level after I go back, if I continue like this, if I meet someone like Duan Geng again, I may not be so lucky that I will be a second fool!"

He was thinking nonsense here, but Sivir's brow in the air was wrinkled into a pimple!

The weapon that the other party used just now, if he didn't see it, seemed to be a chopstick!

But it's nothing, the key is that the material of the chopsticks is exactly the same as his own weapon, Huangquan Brush!

"Could it be that this guy is really a god like me?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was possible, after all, judging from the fact that the other party was immune to her curse mark just now, it was indeed an ability that only gods could have.

"I have to tell this news to the main body quickly, I didn't expect that there would be a god other than me in this small Tianyu City!"

Thinking of this, Sivir's figure turned into a wisp of smoke and dust in an instant, and disappeared into the air!

Also disappeared was the Fallen, and the boundless darkness around him!

The light of the plasma shield reappeared, and Mo Fan realized that he was still standing in the small room that had been temporarily carved out.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Mo Fan was slightly stunned!

Isn't everything I just experienced all an illusion?

Just as he was stunned, the wall in the direction he came in suddenly fell a lot of dirt, and two lasers cut a circle along the wall.

The walls collapsed, and the light of dozens of flashlights shone in through the door!

"Mo Fan, are you in there?" Lin Dong's voice sounded outside.

"I'm here, come in!"

Soon, a group of soldiers in Imperial power armor crawled through the new hole that had been cut out.

Among them, there is Lin Dong!

As soon as they entered, they saw the black squares on the table.

"What is this?"