"Wang Zhonghu, come down and lead the death!"

Xiao Fan stared at Wang Zhonghu halfway up the mountain and said domineeringly.

Wang Zhonghu was condescending, looking at Xiao Fan's handsome and vigorous face through the firelight, with black hair, sharp edges and corners, very discerning, as long as he looked at it, he would not forget it.

"Are you Xiao Fan of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, isn't your dantian shattered?" Wang Zhonghu asked in surprise.

Xiao Fan snorted coldly and replied lightly, "What if it is abolished? I can repair it too, that old dog, I will abolish his cultivation sooner or later, but tonight, there will be no bandits in this Swallow Mountain." ”

Wang Zhonghu smiled disdainfully, and snorted coldly, "The Dragon and Tiger Sect can't do anything about us, how can you help me, a stinky kid, genius? I will crush your dantian again today and give you to the vice president of the Qinglong Academy." ”

Xiao Fan's eyes are even more murderous, what he hates most is Quan Feng, whoever slaps him will have to die, not to mention this Wang Zhonghu.

Wang Zhonghu, the cultivation of the mountain palm, has been perfected, copper skin and iron bones, that pair of meat palms are comparable to sharp weapons, indestructible, he looked at Xiao Fan with disdain, just a junior, a year ago did win the younger generation, but it was always a rookie under the age of twenty, and the real young master did not participate.

"Great Samurai Sevenfold Realm, Xiao Fan, let me show you what a Heavy Realm and a Heavy Heaven are. ”

Wang Zhonghu's big hand was shocked, his palms were red, and his palms were full of poison, once he injured someone, the other party would be attacked by the fire and poisonous gas and died.

Xiao Fan held the stick in both hands, his toes slid slightly, and a mark was stepped on the ground.

Whew————————

At this time, the little dragon god actually ran away in the night, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and even Wang Zhonghu did not find the little dragon god.

Xiao Fan didn't dare to be distracted, and looked directly at Wang Zhonghu, who was slowly sitting down.

"Boss, kill him!"

"Kill him! Avenge your brothers. ”

As soon as the mountain bandits saw Wang Zhonghu make a move, they immediately shouted loudly, but they retreated one after another, they were frightened by Xiao Fan's ruthlessness, in just a stick of incense, at least more than 20 mountain bandits were swept off the abyss cliff, and more than 20 people were shocked to death by hitting the mountain, and there were more than a dozen seriously injured, they were scared.

The second and third masters of Swallow Mountain all stared at Situ Yue, who was wearing a red samurai robe.

Situ Yue looked at Xiao Fan with a look of 'admiration', and whispered to herself, "He is so handsome, men who fight seriously are handsome, he can eat with his face like me, and he can eat overlord meals wherever he goes." ”

Although the voice is small, but now Xiao Fan and Wang Zhonghu have not yet fought, the swallow mountain in the night is quiet, but everyone can hear it clearly, a group of mountain bandits suspect that their ears have heard it wrong, is this little girl also an old Jianghu, more shameless than the mountain bandits?

Hum!

At this moment, Wang Zhonghu snorted coldly, stomped his feet, his body was like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, and a palm urged the Quartet, hitting Xiao Fan's face directly, although he had not yet entered the condensation realm, but his yuan power was still surging, and he was definitely a powerful faction.

Click!

Xiao Fan smashed the rock under his feet with one kick, and the Fulong stick rose into the air.

"Canglong goes to sea!"

Shout!!

Xiao Fan's speed was extremely fast, like a dragon patrolling the sky, magnificent, flicking his tail with a stick, and slamming it into Wang Zhonghu's palm.

Rumble!!

Wang Zhonghu was so bold that he didn't dodge, and slammed his fleshy palm on the Fulong stick.

Bang!!

Ahh————————h

Wang Zhonghu felt that this palm had hit the sword of the Condensation Realm, the originally invincible mountain opening palm was enough to open the mountain and crack the stone, but at this moment, the skin was open, the miserable scream, the painful face was distorted, and tears fell.

Rub and rub......

Wang Zhonghu took a few steps back, holding his right hand with his left hand, and glared at Xiao Fan angrily.

Rub and rub......

Xiao Fan retreated a lot, and had already retreated to the edge of the cliff, but fortunately he used a Fulong stick to resist a stone on the edge of the cliff, so he didn't fall.

This mountain opening palm did leave, if it weren't for the high level of Fulong Stick, it is estimated that it would be Xiao Fan who died now.

Fifty percent of Wang Zhonghu's strength was blocked by the Fulong stick and did not reach Xiao Fan's body.

Hiss......

Xiao Fan took a deep breath of cold air, pulled his leg again and rushed towards Wang Zhonghu, with a move Canglong looked back like a rainbow, his body rotated, the head of the stick turned into a stick tail, and he was unpredictable, and slammed into Wang Zhonghu fiercely.

Woooo

Woowoo......

The shadow of the stick is clearly visible, and the violent sound of dancing air is endless.

Wang Zhonghu kept dodging, occasionally blocking with his arm, and almost broke his hand bones every time, only then did he understand Xiao Fan's strength and the power of the Fulong stick.

"This stick is mine. ”

Wang Zhonghu was murderous, splitting the mountain stone with one palm, and dragging a large stone to smash it at Xiao Fan.

Bang!!

Xiao Fan smashed the stone with a swing of his stick, and the footwork under his feet was extremely mysterious, and he and Wang Zhonghu kept changing positions, and killed dozens of moves in a blink of an eye.

But Xiao Fan changed back and forth, and he always followed the three stick methods.

Canglong goes to sea, Canglong looks back, and the dragon crosses the river!

Xiao Fan doesn't have the corresponding mental method, he can't mobilize the blessing of the yuan force, and the mental method hasn't had time to see it, and the strength that can be exerted depends on his own strength, otherwise it shouldn't take much to deal with Wang Zhonghu.

The two gradually approached the chain bridge, Situ Yue took the initiative to leave, ran to the rock wall of Yanzi Mountain, and kept clapping his hands and shouting, "Come on, little handsome guy, I mentally support you to defeat these mountain bandits and eliminate harm for the people." ”

How dare Xiao Fan be distracted, and directly killed Wang Zhonghu under the chain bridge, under this chain bridge is an abyss, once he falls, the gods can't save him!

Bang bang bang!!

Rumble!!

Wang Zhonghu is worthy of being a veteran master, his moves are ruthless and unpredictable, and it is definitely not Xiao Fan's three moves that can be dealt with, that is, the Shenlong step makes it easier for him and maintains his undefeated.

Bang!!

Click!!

The two of them fought in close quarters, shockingly, and the wooden planks embedded in the chain bridge under their feet were crushed, and wood chips were scattered.

Bang!!

A move of the dragon crossing the river was extremely dangerous, Xiao Fan actually rose into the air, hooked his foot on the rope of the chain bridge, and the Fulong stick waved his hand and smashed it on Wang Zhonghu's back.

Yes......

Although Wang Zhonghu was trained to be covered in copper skin and iron bones, he could only scream at this moment, the blood on his back flowed, and he rushed forward several meters away.

The second and third masters of Yanzi Mountain are all burly men, they glanced at each other, and they didn't mean to make a move, maybe they believed in Wang Zhonghu's strength too much, or they probably wanted to borrow a knife to kill people and monopolize Yanzi Mountain.

The mountain bandits watched thrillingly, nervous and almost suffocated, no one dared to fight on the chain bridge, they live in Swallow Mountain all year round, but they have to be careful when walking on this chain bridge, Xiao Fan and Wang Zhonghu actually dared to fight to the death on it, I have to say that the artist is bold.

At this time, Xiao Fan once gained momentum, swept the heavens with a stick, and looked back with a stick, like a dragon turning back, unstoppable.

Rumble!!

The tail of the stick slammed into Wang Zhonghu's back, and the wind made Wang Zhonghu subconsciously turn around with the routing Yuan force, twisting his body, avoiding the stick, and flipped his right palm and slapped Xiao Fan fiercely.

Xiao Fan was taken aback, and if he was someone else, he could only take a hard slap, but he had rich combat experience and had been a theorist for a year, and in the blink of an eye, the countermeasures had appeared.

The stick bearer changed from his right hand to his left hand, and his right hand turned into a grappling, like a dragon and tiger attacking, directly clasping Wang Zhonghu's wrist.

"Broken!"

Xiao Fan's handsome face turned red, and he tried his best to grab Wang Zhonghu's veins, wanting to break his arm.

But who is Wang Zhonghu, his opening palm has already been perfected, his arm is like an iron wall, he directly broke free from Xiao Fan's grasp, his palm turned into a fist, and it hit Xiao Fan's chest.

Rub and rub!!

Burst......

Xiao Fan took more than ten steps back, the planks under his feet were all broken, and he almost fell into the abyss several times.

"Death!"

Wang Zhonghu stepped on the iron rope, shuttled across the abyss, and smashed his palm into Xiao Fan's head.

"Oh, win!"

"Kill him!"

"The boss is mighty!"

The mountain bandits were suddenly overjoyed and roared to the sky.

Xiao Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the killing palm that had appeared in front of him, he didn't have much time to react, only to see him drag the stick back with his left hand, recalling the blow that the little dragon god broke out, even the mountain could be pierced, not to mention the person in front of him!

Learn from it!

"Raptors cross the river!"

Boom——————————

The shadow of the stick rotated, as fast as lightning, the power of this stick was almost equivalent to the power of the little dragon god at that time, and the yuan power in Xiao Fan's body poured out, originating from the hundred remains, and the qi walked the dantian, which was sent to the waist and gathered in the Fulong stick.

Bang!!

Poof!!

This stick was like a spear piercing the palm of Wang Zhonghu's hand!

Ahh————————h

Wang Zhonghu's face was distorted, his right hand was broken, and his body was still in the air, so he was forced to be knocked away by Xiao Fan, and his body fell into the abyss.

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