Zhang Heng was even more surprised. He had seen the power of this bloody blade with his own eyes, and he didn't know how much effort he had spent to practice this move, how many innocent people he had killed, and how much price he had paid to master it.

This move Blood Blade can not only cut through the mountain stone effortlessly, but also because it is the blood on its own body, it becomes very spiritual, and will automatically cut the enemy with its own mind. So those blood blades just now looked chaotic, but in fact, the movements of each of them were secretly controlled by Zhang Heng in his mind.

This also shows that the attack just now concentrated all of Zhang Heng's mind at once, but in this way, even the double knives made of ordinary steel were not destroyed, which made Zhang Heng not be surprised in his heart and become more serious about Zhang Fan!

Zhang Heng and Zhang Fanju both felt each other's difficulties and surprises, and began to have different actions.

Zhang Fan was still drumming up his internal force, constantly squeezing the mysterious energy inside his body, in order to show his nirvana, so he knew that Zhang Heng's attack below would definitely be more violent, but he had no choice but to barely hold on.

And Zhang Heng is a person who is extremely scheming, as soon as he saw that Zhang Fan had not attacked since just now, he had always been a passive defense, and the whole person had been standing there without moving, not attacking at all, he knew that Zhang Fan must be preparing his own trick, either a secret method that can skyrocket internal force, or an extremely powerful move.

Therefore, he did not hesitate, nor did he dare to hesitate, once again the blood in his whole body moved wildly, and began to squeeze the blood in his own body! At the same time, he opened his mouth and squirted out another mouthful of blood at Zhang Fan, shooting a series of blood-colored blades at the opposite side.

This time, the size of the blood blade was much smaller than just now, but it was dense and continuous, forming a long blood-colored blade. Like the waves of blood, the momentum rushed over, causing the blood blade and Zhang Fan's twin knives to collide non-stop.

This time, Zhang Fan didn't dare to block with double knives, but kept moving his body, because he knew that the double knives in his hands could no longer withstand the impact, if he lost the double knives, he would not have the weapon to protect himself, therefore, Zhang Fan could only keep moving his body, while trying to squeeze the mysterious energy in his body, and in the case of really unable to dodge, he would wield the double knives to resist some, just like that, he narrowly survived the second round of attacks.

Zhang Fan's heartbeat was extremely fast, he had to squeeze the energy in his body while dodging attacks, and he also had to observe the endurance of the double knives, and at the same time he had to calculate the dodge route, which made him extremely nervous.

These seemingly extremely sharp attacks composed of dozens or hundreds of blood blades were resisted by Zhang Fan, who was dodging and consuming.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Heng's heart was extremely angry, but on the surface, it was not obvious at all, his body shook suddenly, and he was no longer spitting out blood in his mouth, but the broken dagger and iron fist in his hand were full of blood, as if the blood in his body was like a flood that had leaked his mouth, rushing into Zhang Heng's weapon.

The iron fist and the broken dagger were backed by such a huge amount of blood, and a fist with condensed blood appeared on the iron fist, but a trace of red blood appeared at the dagger, and the blood slowly changed, and finally turned into a bloody knife! The blood was shining, and at the same time, there was a faint smell of fish, this scene was really weird, and Zhang Fan was even more nervous when he saw it.

And Zhang Heng, it seems that because of the excessive loss of blood in his body, his originally red skin has become extremely pale, but he has a murderous look on his face. It seems that he also knows the consequences of delaying for a long time, and is ready to come up with his own tricks desperately.

With Zhang Heng's low roar, his body swooped out, holding weapons in both hands, and rushed towards Zhang Fan while shouting.

"Blood Skill!"

After drinking, I saw the fist weapon in Zhang Heng's hand flashing with blood, and it suddenly smashed to the ground.

Hearing only a loud noise, Zhang Fan's body suddenly stood unsteadily, and when he looked down, the ground where he was standing began to shake.

"Chop!", another burst of shouting, taking advantage of Zhang Fan's unsteady standing, Zhang Heng did not hesitate at all, the blood knife waved, and immediately the wind sounded, the fishy smell was strong, and it was extremely fast to Zhang Fan's waist and slashed horizontally, just listen to a deafening loud sound of "poof", the blood knife and the double knife infused with mysterious energy in Zhang Fan's hand collided together.

The blood-colored light on the knife suddenly rose, and it seemed that it could not cut off Zhang Fan's double knives for a while, but not long after, there was a faint tooth-sour sound on Zhang Fan's double knives, and when he looked at the blades of the double knives, the blood knife had already cut into half of the double knives.

Seeing that his twin swords were about to be completely destroyed, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth suddenly showed a sneer.

He whispered a word, like the sound of the wind blowing in his ears.

"Extinguish"

A ray of light instantly enveloped Zhang Heng's entire body.

The light only flashed for a moment, and there was no earth-shattering loud noise.

At this time, he was looking at Zhang Heng, and his body was still in an attacking posture, but he was motionless.

The breeze blew slowly, and Zhang Heng, who was sluggish, turned into wisps of powder, fluttering in the wind, with a crisp sound of "clanging", and Zhang Heng, who disappeared, only left a fist glove, a short dagger, and a few small medicine bottles.

"Whew!" Zhang Fan exhaled deeply, finally solved Zhang Heng, raised his hands slightly, looked at the double knives in his hands, and shook his hands slightly, "Quack, bell." Two sounds rang out, and a moment later, the twin knives broke into several knots and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, but then a wry smile appeared on his face.

These two hunting knives made of stainless steel were built for him with most of the family's wealth, and at the same time they were worn by him since he was a child, and he lived for many years, but they finally broke in this battle that took too long, which made Zhang Fan feel a little uncomfortable, and then bent over, both hands did not stop, and picked up these broken blades one by one.

But after all, he can kill Zhang Heng, a secret spy of the bloody sect, the peak of the ten-layer cultivation period, and a sinister and cunning master, without paying a price, how is this possible, the double knife can be considered to be a good point, but the fist gloves and broken daggers left by the other party are very good things, which are enough to make up for the loss of the broken double knife, not to mention solve a knot, if he did not agree to get started, according to Zhang Heng, his family will be finished, and this time it is finally solved.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be a little happy, and felt that this vicious battle was worth it.

After all, there is Zhang Heng, there seems to be a shadow in his heart, and he has never been free, and now that he has solved this trouble, he is finally much more relaxed, after all, this former master is the first killer against him, so killing him does not have any burden on Zhang Fan, because the hunter education he received since he was a child is that if you want to kill me, I will kill you, where did so much hypocrisy come from.

The feeling of weakness and powerlessness in his body came up one after another, and Zhang Fan immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly resumed his pranayama.

After a long while, Zhang Fan adjusted his breathing, and finally had the physical strength to reluctantly move, and slowly stood up, wanting to pick up the two weapons that were not far from him.

But as soon as he straightened his waist and stood up straight, the weakness inside his body surged up again, and it was more intense than just now, and the muscles all over his body were like countless steel needles piercing there, and Zhang Fan, who was in pain, bent down again and fell to the ground, his face was extremely pale, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

Zhang Fan's body remained motionless, and after a long while, he took a deep breath and felt the tingling pain from his muscles weaken a little.

Zhang Fan's expression was a little weak, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He knew why this was so. This is the sequelae of squeezing out the power in his body, although these energies have been commanded by Zhang Fan, but after all, it was something in his body, and he squeezed out a part of it, and the troubles, the time spent, and the consequences of using them are all difficult for people to bear.

Although Zhang Fan knew that the consequences of using this move would be serious, and he would definitely backfire on himself, but at that time, in order to save his life, he had to have the courage to give it a try, and sure enough, this method of forcibly squeezing the internal energy of his body made him win in this vicious battle.

But this move alone is not enough for Zhang Fan to persist to the end, in addition to his own nirvanal move, another key to his victory lies in his own strength and reaction, otherwise he would have died under the attack of Zhang Heng's bloody blade, how can there be a later move to kill the enemy?

When learning the dragon and tiger duel the year before, Zhang Fan accidentally found that this dragon and tiger duel and his physical condition are too compatible, and now most people who practice internal skills have a misunderstanding, that is, most people often learn some so-called powerful and famous exercises, which is actually a wrong choice.

In fact, the exercises and their own system are matched, the exercises are not high or low, each exercise has its own strong place, the right one, is the best, if the blind pursuit of powerful and famous exercises, but does not match the system of the body, then the practitioner will inevitably have something in the battle, and the staying power will not be long.

Because of this correspondence with the system, the disciples in the cultivation period could not know, let alone care, and even if they said this, they would be denied, so most of the disciples ignored the past, which is why they have the above wrong cognition.

Even if there are a few people who know that the exercises are in harmony with the system, they will secretly practice by themselves and do not tell others, so they do not spread it among the low-level disciples with great fanfare, and Zhang Fan is one of the insiders. He got the answer when he was cultivating, and after knowing it, he took a few tests, experienced it himself, and confirmed his thoughts.

As a result, in this vicious fight, after Zhang Fan found that Zhang Heng's exercise was strange, he immediately thought that this exercise would definitely bring him a certain burden, so he decisively defended, in order to use his own killing blow, although at first glance this strategy is too risky, but in fact, it is indeed the most effective way to deal with it. And Zhang Heng obviously didn't know about it, he was cautious and cautious, and after discovering Zhang Fan, he was in a hurry to extinguish his mouth, and he was ruthless, and he used all his strength when he came up, it was his kind of thinking that he was about to kill the other party immediately, which made him further embark on a dead end.

In this way, Zhang Fan finally relied on the appropriate exercises to resist a fierce attack with absolute toughness and buy time, otherwise he would have been finished long ago with only the two advantages above.

Despite this, Zhang Fan still felt that this battle was extremely dangerous, he really tried his best to kill the other party, if it is about the real conspiracy and the experience of the rivers and lakes, he and Zhang Heng are too far apart.

However, no matter what you say, the last person who is still standing is Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Fan felt that the weakness in his body had weakened a little, he slowly moved over, and when he reached the place where the fist gloves and daggers fell, he reluctantly lowered his body and picked up the two weapons, and then examined them very carefully several times, his face flashed with joy, and put them in his package.

Next, he came to the place where Zhang Heng stood before his death, carefully observed the dust everywhere, and then looked carefully at the ground, if there was anything good.

There were a few medicine bottles scattered on the ground, just to see at a glance.

Zhang Fan unceremoniously picked up all the medicine bottles on the ground on the spot, opened one of the corks, and he saw the pills inside at a glance.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't care to look at the contents of other medicine bottles, but when he opened the bottle, there were three white pills in it, although there was no special smell, but the medicinal power and color contained in the pill could still be clearly felt.

This is the "Recovery Pill", it is the pill that Zhang Fan urgently needs now, after swallowing this medicine, it will restore the internal force in the body very quickly, it is a treasure for people with martial arts, for this pill, it will not be strange to have a vendetta, just imagine, others and themselves at the same time The internal force is consumed, and at this time it has come to the moment of your death, if you suddenly swallow this pill, the form will be reversed instantly, and you will grasp the absolute initiative, what is this anti-heaven thing?

Zhang Fan's expressionless face finally showed a hint of a smile, that is, he was sure that this was the real "Restoration Pill", which was the item he urgently needed, so he didn't have the heart to identify the contents of other medicine bottles now, after all, there had just been a battle here, and it was not a place to stay for a long time, so it was best to hurry back to his courtyard.

Zhang Fan put back the weapon and the broken knife as quickly as he could, and then carefully hid a few of Zhang Heng's medicine bottles, only to be a little relieved, looked around, confirmed that there were no flaws around, and immediately began to move, barely maintaining a normal way of walking and hurriedly leaving this place, he knew that although this path was hidden, it was not excluded that there were other disciples in the valley who loved to wander here, if he didn't leave at this time, it was inevitable that he would encounter people again, although there was no evidence or no signs, but with Zhang Fan's cautious temperament, it was better not to take any risks at all。

This time he was not as comfortable as when he came, although he was very reluctant to fly back to the courtyard, but his face still showed a calm demeanor, and when he was still less than a few steps away from his courtyard, he gasped a little, and in pain, he pushed open the courtyard door and returned to his house.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Fan immediately opened the bottle containing the Restoration Pill, immediately swallowed one, sat cross-legged on the bed, after a day and a night, he finally filled a large part of the emptiness and powerlessness in his body, and the remaining bit of fatigue was no longer in his way, and he would slowly recover in the next few days.