Chapter 8 The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this: "You are dead." ”

Before Guo Fan's words fell, his heavy footsteps broke the dead branches. Finally, out of the deep black woods, a young man with narrow eyes like a fox, about sixteen years old, came out.

The boy was draped in black cloth and did not speak immediately. He leaped forward, his right hand quickly pulling out the object behind him,

It turned out to be a folding fan. He opened the fan with a bang and fanned Guo Fan fiercely.

Guo Fan avoided it for a while, but he smelled a fragrance in his nose, and saw that the folding fan was very delicate and shining, and it turned out to be made of sandalwood.

Guo Fan suddenly felt dizzy in his mind at this time.

"Poisonous?" Guo Fan reacted immediately.

"Yes" the young man in black was triumphant. Guo Fan was obviously shaking, with an angry expression on his face.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this: "You're dead." ”

Before his words fell, his body was like a killing god, exuding bursts of powerful killing intent, and he didn't see the folding fan, but he pulled out his waist knife and waved it at Guo Fan frantically.

A large tree in the dark woods that required three people to hug slowly slid down and broke through the ground under his knife gesture. In an instant, swirling dust danced in the air, lead clouds overheaded, and in the dim woods, only a little spiritual light flickered like a blast of wind.

The young man's waist knife is unusual, it is a magic weapon that has been refined.

However, Guo Fan, who was poisoned, suddenly straightened his body and retreated abruptly, avoiding the young man's dragon-like knife qi.

Seeing that he was full of courage, his eyes were shining, and he still did not look poisoned.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, deep sarcasm.

"Black Wind Divine Palm!"

He saw the opportunity, and when the young man's knife momentum slowed down, he instantly took out his palm, and the fighting spirit gushed out silently from his body.

In an instant, the fighting spirit was overflowing, and it looked extremely shocking.

The palm struck him in the chest, and the boy flew away like a kite with a broken string, blood spilled all over the ground.

The young man in black was as if he was blown away by a fierce wind, and blood was scattered on the ground. "This ...... That's impossible! There was a look of disbelief on his face. Faced with this unexpected situation, he showed a hideous face and asked hoarsely: "You...... You're not poisoned? ”

"Surprisingly, I was poisoned by you." Guo Fan responded with emotion, the world of vindictive spirit is so sinister. This time it was the most dangerous, and I almost lost someone.

This little broken boy shot in the dark, this is a stroke of calculation, even if he Guo someone has high wisdom, it is difficult to guard against it.

Just now, Guo Fan's body was weak and he thought it was over, he really died before he got out of school. Before he became a fighting king, he was about to be killed by a little broken child in the novice village.

Then he found that the toxins in his body were absorbed and digested by the Tongling Jade, and were converted into energy in his body.

He looked stunned, this situation was too unbelievable, tsk, scared Lao Tzu to death, it just so happened that there was not much fighting energy left in his body.

Because of the battle with the weasel he just experienced, now all the energy has been converted into fighting energy.

So!

Instead of weakening his power, the toxin was converted into energy by his body.

The crisis that has long been resolved, Guo Fan still maintains a vigilant attitude.

Suddenly, the young man seemed to resolutely take out the porcelain bottle from his arms, and the moment the cork was uncorked, a pungent and spicy breath came to his face.

The boy hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his head and swallowed the dragon's eye-sized pill in the bottle.

Immediately afterward, his expression of pain was like that of a beast in the middle of an arrow, his body trembled, and a hearty roar resounded through the forest.

Then, a ray of light exploded, enveloping the young man's whole person, and the momentum between his expressions was like a surging river, and it surged in an instant.

This is the so-called Berserk Pill, a rare and valuable treasure. It is an extraordinary elixir, although it can instantly improve the strength after taking it, it is tantamount to desperate, and there are relatively few other benefits.

However, the young man's fighting spirit at this moment has more than doubled in an instant, and the amount of fighting energy is no longer inferior to that of a four-star fighting spirit cultivator, and even surpasses it.

This drug is not able to tap the potential of human beings.

After taking it, not only is there no benefit, but there are many disasters, the only benefit is that it can instantly improve the strength when fighting, but the hidden danger is deep in the bone marrow.

At this moment, Sun Dixuan's eyes were red with deep hatred, and his eyes turned the color of blood.

His roar was like an uncontrollable beast, leading him to advance towards Guo Fan as he was.

The waist knife in his hand was radiant, like a blazing sun suddenly flashing in the ice and snow forest, and the surrounding snow was dispersed by him, which was equivalent to a sword god wielding a knife on the battlefield.

Guo Fan did not back down, the battle intent in his eyes was like a fire burning, and the little broken boy who relied on drugs to increase his strength was definitely not my opponent, otherwise why would he take drugs?

I'm such a little clever!

Mao Da said: "Strategically, we must despise the enemy, and tactically, we must attach importance to the enemy." ”

Therefore, Guo Fan's heart did not have a trace of fear, but was full of expectation and desire, and his blood was rushing like a river.

He had only one thought in his brain, and that was to crush his opponent hard in this fight.

The fighting intent permeated him, his body was boiling, but the calmness of his brain was as cold as ice.

It was as if he was not facing danger, but just a brilliant hunt.

Guo Fan did not dodge, but stood firmly on the ground, his heels deep into the soil, and used all his strength.

"Strike backwards!"

A complete blow to the opponent's chest. The whole movement is smooth and fast, and it seems free and uninhibited.

Sure enough, this little broken child is a silver spear wax head and has no eggs. I saw that he spat blood from his mouth, like a kite with a broken string, and fell into the bushes, and his chest hurt as if it was about to burst!

Sun Dixuan's eyes were full of horror. After consuming the Berserk Pill that can increase his strength, it can even be said that he has duel with Guo Fan at all costs.

He couldn't understand why he had risen to the extreme of his strength and was as dilapidated as a fragile flake.

Finally, he struggled, turned abruptly, and disappeared like poppy petals blown away by a gale.

Guo Fan naturally won't let him go, this little broken child has provoked himself more than once, it's time to make him pay.

He bent his legs and stood firmly, his feet on the ground, spider-like cracks appeared in the whole ground, he was like an arrow coming out of the bowstring, and in the next second, he had appeared in front of the other party. Guo Fan's footwork obviously surpassed Sun Dixuan's, how could he escape his pursuit?

The black-clothed young man trembled extremely and almost wanted to flee, but his footsteps were no longer splendid, and his body was like autumn leaves detached from the branches.

"You, you can't kill me, I, my surname is Sun, and I am the grandson of the elder of the Tianshan Sect."

Sun Dixuan's face was full of fear, and he screamed hysterically, trying to stop Guo Fan, who was getting closer and closer.

Guo Fan was speechless, he reached out and grabbed Sun Dixuan's throat. Sun Dixuan's eyes widened, his face was full of complaints, his feet were kicking helplessly, and he was no longer able to make a sound.

Guo Fan let go of his fingers slightly, and his tone was cold: "Why did you sneak attack me." ”

Sun Dixuan struggled to respond: "I just happened to pass by, seeing that you easily defeated the weasel, presumably you must have a treasure or a major secret on you, so I have no malice to attack you while you are unprepared, I have no malicious intent, please spare my life, I swear not to trouble you again." ”