Chen Fan nodded with a serious expression.

He knows he needs to improve, and he really wants to be able to do that.

The two servants in front of them really couldn't wait.

This guy pulled out his weapon, but he didn't have any desire to make a move, was he scared?

"A timid brat. ”

The old servant slowly said this sentence in his heart at this moment, he had seen many scenes in his life, and naturally he had encountered many enemies.

The young man in front of him didn't make him feel anything special, and the other party's shot was quite ink.

If you are a strong master, especially in the field of sword cultivation, you should be very quick to draw a sword.

Although the swordsmanship just now made him feel a little amazing, he didn't understand the essence of swordsmanship very well. He could only see that the swordsmanship was quite bells and whistles, but he really didn't know what kind of skills were contained in the other party's sword.

"Don't waste time with this guy, just see which of the two of us can get his head off. After saying this, the fierce man with a fiery temper waved the weapon in his hand and beckoned to the other's head.

He used all his strength to attack this time, as long as he smashed into the body of the black-clothed swordsman, the opponent's body would turn into a piece of minced meat in an instant.

Chen Fan's expression did not fluctuate at all, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

The opponent's shot looked very fast, but in fact, the force contained was not so great.

"Looks like this kid wants to be tough. Jian Xiu, who had a more short-tempered temper, said with a smile.

He still admires this kid.

The style of the other party's shot is very much in line with his taste, and once there is any dissatisfaction, he will forcibly fight with the other party to the end.

"It's just that if he fights the other party like this, it may be a little difficult. Jian Xiu next to him shook his head slowly.

As swords-wielding monks, they naturally knew how to maximize their advantage. Many times Xiong Jian is indeed very refreshing, but more often, he still needs to make good use of his sword skills.

"This guy, I think he should be able to do it. ”

I don't know why, the more short-tempered sword cultivator suddenly had this idea in his heart. The black-clothed kid in front of him should not disappoint him, the style of the opponent's shot is in line with his taste, and I believe that the result of the opponent's fight will also satisfy him.

A crescent-like sword aura flashed through the air.

After the fierce-tempered monk was hit by this sword qi, he didn't react at all, only felt that his right shoulder was cold, and then it turned into a terrible pain.

"Ahh

He let out a scream on the spot, because he realized that his right arm had been cut off by the other party.

"Vulnerable. ”

Chen Fan smiled coldly, and another crescent-like sword qi swung towards the other party.

The other party has already had an arm cut off, and if he hits the opponent's sword qi again this time, he may be directly killed.

"This kid's strength is a bit ruthless. ”

The strong man in yellow was smiling coldly at the moment, his enemy's servants were injured, and he was naturally very happy in his heart.

The woman in the fiery red robe was furious in her heart, he didn't expect his servant to be so vulnerable.

"It's really a wine bag and rice bag, it's in vain that I usually use so many resources to cultivate him!" the woman in the fiery red robe suddenly scolded in her heart.

She felt quite angry inside, not because the servant was badly injured, but because he had lost face in front of so many people.

Everyone is a disciple from the various sects of the Immortal Realm, and they may all know each other in the future. Now that she had lost face in such a public place, she even wanted to kill this servant.

The crescent-like sword aura flashed directly from the air.

That poor ordinary wanted to escape from this sword qi lock very badly, but he found that his strength was really not enough.

The invisible sword qi passed through his body, directly splitting his body in two.

A large amount of internal organs fell from mid-air to the ground, looking extremely bloody.

Chen Fan looked at this scene coldly, a powerhouse in the late stage of the Earth Immortal died in his hands like this, but his expression was as simple as killing a chicken.

The black-clothed swordsman turned his head to look at the late-stage powerhouse of the Earth Immortal who was a little old.

The old man found that the strong man next to him was killed by this guy in two strokes, and a chill also rose in his heart. As the so-called fist is afraid of being young, his strength has passed its peak, and in front of such a young and excellent young man, he suddenly feels that he is a little struggling.

"Xiaoyou has something to discuss, and you don't have to use a knife or a gun. Although he was a servant of a strong man, he already felt the threat to his life at this moment.

If you can save your life, that's the most important thing.

As the saying goes, stay in the green mountains, and don't be afraid of no firewood.

It's okay not to complete the master's task, at most to experience some punishment. But if you are killed by this terrible guy, there is really nothing.

A smile flashed at the corner of Chen Fan's mouth, the other party didn't say that at first.

"Aren't you two trying to surround me and intercept me, and then kill me completely? Why are you starting to talk about it now?" Chen Fan had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, he would not have any mercy for this kind of person who wanted to kill her.

"We all accepted the master's task, and all this was forced to be helpless. If you want to, I can apologize to you here. ”

After the old Earth Immortal Peak powerhouse said this, he took the initiative to bow to the other party to express his apology.

The strong man in yellow saw this scene from a distance, although he didn't know what the two guys were muttering, but at this moment, when he saw his servants bowing to each other, his eyes immediately turned red with anger.

"This spineless guy, why did he just admit defeat!" "The strong man in yellow shouted very angrily.

After the monks next to him saw this scene, they also exchanged glances tacitly, and each of them let out a sneer.

I didn't expect this guy's ordinariness to be so humiliating, which can be regarded as a loss of his master's face.

The one just now was also killed on the battlefield, even if his strength was not as good as others, everyone would not deny his achievements.

But this guy really can't do it, so he apologized to the other party, where is the face of its owner?