"What is this?"

In the eyes of outsiders, this scene that made people laugh off their big teeth was full of joy, full of expressions of sitting and waiting to collect Mu Fan's body.

"Die!"

Ah Fu sneered, and the sword burst out like a tsunami, rushing straight to Mu Fan with great might.

A knife falls, there is no way to avoid it!

Mu Fan also did not avoid it, nor did he want to avoid it.

He stomped and fell, and the bluestone shattered.

The body is like an arrow off the string, leaning forward, like a star Luan shooting, the speed is dazzling.

In an instant, it had appeared in front of Ah Fu, and the remnant sword was like a living thing, stabbing the latter's throat from the bottom up.

Clang~!

On the blade, sparks burst out.

The blade of the sword in Mu Fan's hand was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, rubbing Afu's blade, unstoppable.

The strong force rolled up the hurricane, and the broken sword cut against Ah Fu's throat, but it did not stop at all.

Ah Fu's pupils constricted, and he even felt a touch of coldness invade his throat.

However, the smell of death still could not compare to the frustration and shock in his heart.

Mu Fan's sword is clearly a simple sword technique, without any spiritual power.

And he also understands the Falling Moon Sword Technique.

The swordsmanship of the falling moon is wide open and closed, and it is bright and fair.

But Mu Fan is using it, but it is light and fast, and the sword is on the side, which makes people unguardable.

Moreover, Mu Fan's speed, without the support of spiritual power, was more than a step faster.

It can only be said that Mu Fan has the rarest method in this continent, the body method!

Not only that, but it should also be an extremely mysterious body method.

Ah Fu was defeated, and he was going to die at the hands of Mu Fan.

At this moment, the audience was full of wide-eyed eyeballs.

And just at this moment of lightning, a figure suddenly appeared on Mu Fan's side.

Too fast!

And the spiritual power of the whole body must be condensed into substance!

Its palm is like a shadow, slamming Mu Fan's heart.

Boom!

Mu Fan couldn't react, and he felt cardiac arrest with one palm.

The sheer force slammed him into the wall, leaving several cracks in his wake.

"Soul Realm!"

On top of open source, the realm of the strong who harness the power of the spirit.

The instantaneous reversal made the stadium silent, and even a little stunned.

Everyone was speechless, and even some people had never seen the Spirit Realm make a move.

This palm has the power to split mountains and gravel.

This time, Mu Fan should be dead, right?

Everyone swallowed their saliva and glanced in the direction where Mu Fan had smashed it.

And at this glance, the saliva that had just been swallowed was almost turned up.

I saw that Mu Fan actually stood up like no one, patted the dust on his body at will, and said coldly: "Zhao Yu, it is worthy of you, or as always!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu's eyes couldn't help but show a different color.

quickly regained his composure, pointed to Ah Fu's bleeding neck, and said apologetically: "Ah Fu is my closest friend and friend, and he is eager to save people, so he shot harder." ”

"That's what you call your hand heavy?" Mu Fan said with disdain: "You are congenitally weak?"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and they wanted to scold!

But looking at Mu Fan, he is so leisurely, his face does not change, there is really nothing at all!

Mu Fan said, glanced at his gaze, and snorted: "Why don't you let the one outside come in and try it?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yu was slightly stunned, and explained with an unchanged face: "Brother Ye is afraid that he has misunderstood, he is just saving people's hearts, and he has no hostility towards you." ”

"But I have!" Mu Fan's voice was cold, and the three words made the air condense.

He stepped forward slowly, until he was less than a foot away from Zhao Yu, leaned over to his ear, and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "Zhao Yu, I will drain your blood and let you know what blood debt and blood payment are!"

"Good!"

Zhao Yu took two steps back, and said with a serious face: "Brother Mu, I think that emotional matters cannot be solved by force. ”

After a pause, he said: "However, if Brother Mu insists, in half a month, there will be a big competition in the city, and you and I will fight, if I win, please Brother Mu, don't pester Lan'er anymore." ”

This time he replied, the donkey's head was not the horse's tail.

But to outsiders, it was Mu Fan who proposed a duel out of jealousy.

Even Mu Fan is stirring up the situation today, and it is nothing more than that.

And in their opinion, everything Mu Fan did was simply ....

Don't measure yourself, kill yourself.

"Mu Fan, that's enough!"

Ye Lan still couldn't see any emotion, but there was some displeasure in her voice.

After a simple word, she got up and left first.

Mu Fan, on the other hand, stared at Zhao Yu for a moment, and when he stepped up to follow, he said without turning his head: "By the way, Zhao Yu, the smell on your body is even more disgusting than that on Sun Jing's body." ”

With that, he left in style.

Left Sun Jing with an angry curse.

.....

Out of the door, Ye Lan led the way, and Mu Fan followed closely behind.

The two walked quickly without saying a word.

Away from the Drunken Immortal Building, turning into an uninhabited alley, Ye Lan stopped.

Zhao Yu's palm wanted Mu Fan's life, how could it be okay.

It's just that Mu Fan is good at being strong.

So, she walked in a hurry.

At this moment, Mu Fan's face had already lost its blood.

He sat down against the wall, his breath drifting the moment the phantom flower stopped.

Blood gushed out one after another, staining the clothes red, shockingly.

"You can hold this too?!" Ye Lan was angry, her eyes were slightly red and she frowned, she didn't expect it to be so serious.

There was panic in her eyes, and she quickly stepped forward to pick up Mu Fan, but the latter held her hand.

"No one else can help me, find a place, don't go home. Mu Fan's eyes were scattered, and after saying this, he closed his eyes, and he had the meaning of dying.

Ye Lan was in a hurry, and after careful investigation, she found that Mu Fan did not lose her breath, or even faint, but settled in her arms.

Diving into the divine soul, Mu Fan checked the injury.

It's serious!

The heart is damaged and the veins are broken.

If it weren't for the Chaos Bone Body releasing most of its power, I'm afraid my heart would have been shattered.

With a move in his mind, he turned the phantom flower again.

And when the purple rhyme of the Tao poured into the phantom flower, the roots attached to the heart began to grow and spread.

Like tentacles, with Mu Fan's thoughts, they began to repair the broken heart.

It is said that a doctor cannot heal himself.

And he, except!

It's just that the heart is still repairing slowly.

On the contrary, it is the high-speed consumption of Shouyuan, which can no longer support a full recovery.

After only half of the recovery from his injury, Mu Fan stopped and continued to operate.

"There are only five days left to live, and my life is on the verge of death..."In desperation, Mu Fan sighed deeply, and simply cut off contact with the illusion completely.

Exit the inner vision.

When I opened my eyes, I was in a dim and dilapidated room.

It was late at night, and there was a bonfire burning on the ground, and from time to time there was a small crackling sound.

And Ye Lan sat on the edge of the bed, looking out the window at the moonlight.

One hand was still being held by him, perhaps never letting go from the moment it was picked up.

Feeling the weak and boneless touch, Mu Fan couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, wondering if he was pretending to be a little longer.

After all, there are not many such opportunities.

"Awake?"

Ye Lan didn't look back, and directly opened her mouth to destroy the small abacus in Mu Fan's heart.

Mu Fan replied lightly.

Some disappointed, some weak-hearted, but there is no intention of letting go.

After a while, Ye Lan turned her eyes, stared at Mu Fan without blinking, and said slowly: "I thought that you were lying to me. ”