Above the void, Mo Nanchou looked at the same hateful face in front of him as Bu Fan, and he was angry in his heart, and the good mood that had just appeared because of Bu Fan's serious injury suddenly disappeared.

His hands intersected in the air, and a crescent moon suddenly appeared behind him, slowly rising in the air.

The crescent moon rose to the peak, and with a "yes" sound, Mo Nanchou controlled this round of crescent moon to kill the unruly briquette.

The crescent moon gradually approached gradually, and the briquette's throat came out behind him, and his whole body was exerted, and his eyes looked up at the crescent moon with a fierce gaze.

"Briquettes, don't resist, dodge. ”

Just when the briquette was about to resist hard, Bu Fan, who was lying behind him, suddenly opened his eyes and said to the briquette.

Hearing this, the briquette's eyes were very surprised, but he immediately carried out Bu Fan's words, jumped to Bu Fan's side, and jumped into Bu Fan's clothes, trying to avoid this crescent moon.

When Mo Nanchou saw this scene, although he was surprised that Bu Fan had woken up so quickly, he still sneered and controlled the crescent moon to chase after him at a faster speed.

"You want to hide, do you think you can hide?"

At this time, Bu Fan, who was thrown on his back by a briquette, took a deep breath, and the thunder just now really injured him.

knew that so far, Bu Fan could still feel the sharp pain coming from his body.

He didn't expect that at the last moment, Wild Thunder's body had already broken into two knots, and he would be able to do such an unexpected thing.

It's a pity that Wild Thunder doesn't even have a corpse now, otherwise he would definitely pull Wild Thunder out and whip the corpse.

"Don't think about it, hurry up and dispose of the things in the back and take me back, otherwise you will beat Mo Nanchou with your fart." ”

Just when Bu Fan was implementing various "treatment methods" for the wild thunder in his mind, the old voice suddenly sounded.

At this moment, although the old trick has been out of Bu Fan's control when he was bombed by thunder before, he can still communicate with Bu Fan, the only difference is that Bu Fan has no weapon in his hand.

"Got it. ”

Noticing Mo Nanchou's pursuit behind him, Bu Fan coughed weakly and said, he really needs to get Lao Wei back now.

Otherwise, Bu Fan's strength will be directly removed by half, and Bu Fan's fist and foot kung fu will simply fly up.

It's a pity that Lao Wei is really a little far away from him now, a thousand meters away, and Bu Fan has no way to let Lao Wei fly back to his hands directly.

You can only get the briquettes close to the past.

Then, Bu Fan's face turned grim and said to the briquettes.

"Briquettes, you listen to me, you can hit wherever I tell you to hit, you know?"

"Yes. Hearing Bu Fan's words, the briquettes immediately replied.

Hearing this, Bu Fan nodded, and then immediately turned around, looking at the crescent moon that Mo Nanchou had hit, looking for the weakness of this attack.

Bu Fan felt that the best ability in his body was the so-called sword heart.

Resist the enemy, break the enemy, kill the enemy, one-stop service.

After a while, just when the crescent moon was about to catch up with them, Bu Fan's eyes lit up, and he finally found a few places that could be turned into flaws.

"That's it!"

Pointing to a place, Bu Fan suddenly shouted at the briquettes.

Hearing Bu Fan's voice, the briquette immediately stopped his body, turned around, and instantly locked the place that Bu Fan was pointing at, and the lines on his body suddenly lit up, condensing a gray and silent light and flew over with a "swish".

In the next moment, when the light hit the direction that Bu Fan was pointing, the crescent moon suddenly turned into a phantus and disappeared.

And Mo Nanchou, who controlled the crescent moon above the void, was stumbling, almost falling down, and said secretly in his heart.

"Why is this kid so weird, he can find the weakness in the magic power I have used several times, could it be that this is also the power of the spiritual fire in his body?"

His eyes froze, and Mo Nan felt hatred in his heart.

At this time, at the moment when Mo Nan was stunned, Bu Fan had instantly recalled the old trick back to his hand, weighing the weight of the old trick in his hand, even if he was seriously injured now, Bu Fan still felt that he had a good chance of winning.

What's that called? security.

"Die. ”

I only heard a cold shout, and I saw Mo Nanchou suddenly turn into an extreme light, and suddenly his palm fell, and a spiritual sense directly locked Bu Fan's figure.

"Click~~~"

The ground where Bu Fan was standing suddenly cracked, and seeing this, Bu Fan hurriedly flew into the air with briquettes, and then saw Mo Nanchou sneer.

The hands suddenly closed in a half-palmed posture, and the cracked ground on the ground exploded immediately, and then instantly gathered into a huge stone hand and squeezed towards Bu Fan.

Bu Fan's eyes looked at the huge stone hand that was pinched towards him, and he was shocked, he couldn't even see the weakness of this stone hand, it seems that Mo Nanchou really practiced this trick to the extreme, only if he is more proficient in supernatural powers, Bu Fan can feel that the weakness will be less.

Before he had time to think about it, the long sword in his hand suddenly waved, and hundreds of sword qi flew away one after another, and the briquette also used all his strength to break it. Starting point Chinese

However, it is a pity that under the full force of the briquettes, this huge stone hand was only partially shattered, and it did not meet Bufan's expectations at all.

"Damn. Bu Fan's heart was cold, he couldn't find a way to dodge this trick, or crack it.

The brain was running rapidly, and suddenly, Bu Fan thought of a solution.

"Briquettes, give it a go. Gritting his teeth, Bu Fan immediately told the briquette the method he had come up with.

After the briquette understood, Bu Fan and the briquette's body suddenly stopped, and then flew towards the center of the stone palm, like a fly that threw itself into a net.

Seeing this, Mo Nanchou was ecstatic in his heart, and only felt that he would immediately pinch Bu Fan to death in his hands.

In the next moment, I saw that Bu Fan, who had thrown himself into the net in Mo Nanchou's eyes, suddenly clenched his hands tightly and plunged straight between the two fingers of the palm below, looking as if he was going to pass through the gap, and the briquettes were also closely following Bu Fan behind him.

Seeing this, Mo Nanchou smiled coldly, how could he let Bu Fan dodge so easily, and immediately controlled the stone hand to quickly gather and pinch it suddenly.

And Bu Fan looked at the palm that was about to squeeze himself and the briquettes into pulp, and suddenly shouted in his mouth, and suddenly sped up his speed, and the monstrous flames rolled up on his body, and he raised his old trick and smashed it towards a sword.

The briquettes also emitted several gray rays from their bodies at the same time.

"Boom, boom!!"

Two deafening crisp sounds came into their ears, and Bu Fan and the briquette finally made a gap between the two fingers that were about to converge, and the two escaped from it.

The next moment, Bu Fan and the briquette turned into a streamer and flickered a few feet away from Mo Nanchou, and Bu Fan struck down angrily with a sword.

"Bed bugs that can't die. ”

It's all like this, so that he hasn't died yet, Mo Nanchou's eyes flashed,

With a movement in his hand, dozens of flag sails suddenly flew out, suddenly converged, forming a wind wheel shape, spinning and crushing towards Bufan.

"Huh~~~"

Bu Fan's briquette's attack landed on this wind wheel, just like raindrops falling into the sea, unable to set off any wind and waves, and even the red heart flame controlled by Xiao Yu was instantly wiped out.

Suddenly, the wind wheel formed by these dozens of flag sails became two parts.

A puff of blue-purple smoke rose from one of them, while the other suddenly appeared and headed towards Bu Fan after the other converged.

Bu Fan snorted coldly, there was no panic in his eyes, and he suddenly turned into seven crimson sword shadows, six of which were slashed towards the blue and purple smoke, and the briquettes independently blocked the roaring ghost.

The last one left was to kill Mo Nanchou as quickly as possible.

"Zheng !!"

The crisp sound sounded in his ears, and a pair of claw-like gloves appeared on Mo Nanchou's hand at some point, holding Bu Fan's sword tightly, making Bu Fan unable to advance an inch.

"Two seriously injured wastes, do you really think they can beat me?" Mo Nan smiled sadly, his pupils widened.

pulled the old trick of Bu Fan, then kicked Bu Fan away, and then grabbed the old trick and threw it to Bu Fan in an instant.

Bu Fan subconsciously dodged, but he was still scratched a long scar on his hand by the old trick.

The next moment, just as Mo Nanchou struck again, Bu Fan, who was originally beaten out by Mo Nanchou, suddenly stopped, holding the old trick that drew a blood mark on Bu Fan in his hand.

"Huh?"

Mo Nanchou looked at Bu Fan and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

At this moment, Bu Fan gave him a completely different feeling, he could feel that Bu Fan's injuries were still the same, and his strength had not changed, this kind of change, self-confidence.

If the previous Bu Fan's confidence was unstable because of a serious injury, then Bu Fan at this moment has regained this confidence.

In the next moment, the sword light was like a tide, and Bu Fan didn't give Mo Nanchou a chance to think, and his body suddenly moved.

In a row, seven swords are split, and the whole action is smooth, speed and power, one sword is faster and stronger than the other.

Within this powerful sword light, Mo Nanchou had no choice but to confront him and use the gloves on his hand to fight with him.

"Boom~~~"

The attacks of the two were equally dangerous, but the difference was that Mo Nanchou found that it didn't take long for Bu Fan's strength to become stronger and stronger, and the momentum on his body became more and more high.

Suddenly, Mo Nanchou's eyes opened, and he suddenly thought that not only Bu Fan had become stronger, but he himself was also weakening at the same time, and his attack should not be at the current level at all.

"Did you find out?"

At this time, Bu Fan's ghost-like voice sounded, and Mo Nanchou suddenly raised his eyes to look at Bu Fan in horror and exclaimed.

"Is that you?"

Hearing this, Bu Fan smiled, did not answer, turned his eyes, and the briquette disposed of the flag sail, and then under Bu Fan's instructions, he stood aside strangely, quietly watching this final battle.

That's right, in the final battle, in Bu Fan's eyes, Mo Nanchou has no chance of winning.

If it was just now, the outcome was not certain, but since Mo Nanchou used old tricks to draw a hole for him, the outcome of this battle has been decided.