Chapter 70 Fight

The lights were swayed by the fierce wind of the fighting in the house, but they still persisted tenaciously and did not go out.

Zhou Fan and the man in black fought each other for a while, and the crimson talisman derived from the small flame talisman meant splashing out every time the sword collided.

As long as it wasn't a slap in the face, the rune power of the Little Flame Talisman dissipated very slowly, so that the rune power on the sword did not appear to be weakened too much.

The man in black became more and more frightened. Before he came, he was already mentally prepared for Zhou Fan's strength. The two had the same strength, but the man in black always thought that he could clean up Zhou Fan quickly.

Because in the previous battle, Zhou Fan's swordsmanship was disorganized and powerful.

Even if the strength of the two is almost the same, but with his exquisite swordsmanship, it only takes some effort to clean up Zhou Fan.

But now it's completely different from what he thinks. It's not that Zhou Fan's swordsmanship can surpass his swordsmanship.

It's that Zhou Fan's swordsmanship has progressed too fast, to the point of surprising the man in black. No matter how subtle his swordsmanship is, Zhou Fan may be a little confused, but he can resist the past.

Zhou Fan's swordsmanship is still superficial, but the sword in his hand is easy to control. In the eyes of the man in black, Zhou Fan's swordsmanship may have entered the hall.

The more the man in black thought about it, the more chilling his heart became. Originally, Zhou Fan's strength was nearly 3,000 pounds last time, which shocked him, but only a few days later, Zhou Fan's swordsmanship has improved so much.

This person seems to be getting stronger every day, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid it will not be able to control it.

He must be dealt with tonight, otherwise the consequences are unimaginable!

After the man in black made up his mind, his swordsmanship changed, and he swiped three times, unfolding like mercury pouring out.

Zhou Fan could only use the straight knife in his hand to resist and retreat a few steps, avoiding the place where the sword edge passed. I have to say that the opponent's swordsmanship is indeed much more powerful than Zhou Fan's.

But it is not easy to kill Zhou Fan.

The man in black just wanted to force Zhou Fan back, and he said coldly, "I was originally afraid of hurting you too badly, but now I'm not afraid anymore."

The right arm of the man in black suddenly swelled for a round, and the long sword slashed towards Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan looked at the swollen right arm, he was shocked, this is the explosive segment!

The speed of the long sword is unparalleled, and the space in the mud house is so narrow that Zhou Fan couldn't avoid it. At this moment, Zhou Fan was breathing according to the four-style breathing method of the acupoint, and the muscles on his body suddenly trembled. up, cut out.

Bang!

Zhou Fan hit the wooden door like a jet of cannonball, the wooden door was broken into several pieces, and he fell into the dark night outside the house.

The man in black just felt a little numb in his right arm, Zhou Fan's full-strength knife should not be underestimated, but after all, he won, and with a smile on his face, he wanted to rush out to make up for Zhou Fan.

The hair all over his body stood on end, but the guy who was squatting in the corner barked at the man in black and rushed over.

"Beast!" The man in black looked slightly cold, but he knew that time was running out and he didn't want to give Zhou Fan any breathing room. He just kicked the old man. .

But the dude was more cunning than the man in black thought, and it immediately braced its limbs, backed away and barked.

The man in black ignored the old man, but hurriedly wanted to rush out.

"Come on everyone, he is here, he can't escape." Zhou Fan's voice sounded in the darkness.

The figure of the man in black paused again, but he quickly rushed out of the house with a sneer, no one else would come, Zhou Fan was deceiving him.

It was true that no one else came. Zhou Fan was just procrastinating. There was a moment when his brother delayed for him and for a moment when his own thoughts were delayed. He staggered to his feet.

The man in black looked at Zhou Fan's silhouette in the dark and said hoarsely, "It's over."

Before the man in black could finish speaking, his sword had already stabbed towards Zhou Fan. In order to avoid an accident, his right arm, which had returned to its original state, swelled again.

The explosive segment is strong in a short period of time. Once it enters the explosive state, the strength and speed will be greatly improved, but it cannot last for too long. He uses the explosive segment to give Zhou Fan the last blow, obviously doing it very carefully. .

Zhou Fan's light laughter came from the darkness, Zhou Fan raised his knife and slashed at the man in black.

The blade flashed bright red flames in the dark, very dazzling.

The man in black looked at Zhou Fan, which seemed to be a knife from a man's arm, and frowned slightly, but the long sword was already swung out, and it was difficult to retract it.

In the blink of an eye, the swords collided, and with a bang, an unimaginably huge force came from the ring-head straight sword, the long sword broke into two pieces, and the tip of the sword swirled in the air and fell to the ground.

There was a look of horror on the face of the man in black, why is this?

He only had time to turn around such a thought.

After cutting the long sword with the straight knife around the head, it continued to slash downwards. Before the tip of the sword fell to the ground, the man in black's right forearm was cut off by the sharp blade.

Blood was splashed in the air, and the man in black let out a shrill cry of pain.

Zhou Fan's face was indifferent, he twisted his right wrist, the straight knife that was slashing was lifted, and he slashed horizontally towards the man in black.

But the man in black screamed in pain, but almost instinctively retreated quickly.

The knife was still avoided by the man in black.

Zhou Fan didn't care, he raised his knife and attacked the man in black again.

The man in black was sweating profusely and endured the pain. He bent and rolled toward the place where his right forearm fell. He wanted to pick up his arm.

Zhou Fan was a little surprised. The man in black hadn't forgotten his arm at this time. He was surprised, but Zhou Fan snorted coldly.

If the man in black dared to pick up his arm, he would definitely be split into two pieces by Zhou Fan's knife.

The man in black heard the slight sound of a knife breaking from behind, his face twisted, he didn't dare to reach out to pick up Chi Chi's arm, but instead rolled on the ground, avoiding Zhou Fan's knife.

The blood from the broken arm rolled to the ground with him, continuously spilling on the ground.

The face of the man in black, which was covered by the hood, turned pale. He didn't dare to hesitate any more. He just let out an extremely aggrieved howl, and the muscles of his feet swelled suddenly. Before Zhou Fan fell with a knife, he jumped into the darkness.

The figure of the man in black was extremely fast, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

"It's an outbreak again." Zhou Fan's face was cold, he hesitated for a while, but still didn't chase after him.

One is that he is not as fast as the other party, and the other is that the twilight is now dark, and it is very difficult not to lose track of the man in black in this environment.

Zhou Fan searched in the dark for a while, and picked up the sword tip and the broken arm. When the old man saw Zhou Fan coming back, he just walked to Zhou Fan's feet and looked at him with concern.

"Well done." Zhou Fan praised the old man with a smile. The old man stopped the man in black for him. This is very important, otherwise the result will be unpredictable.

Dude just hums.

Zhou Fan put the tip of the sword and the broken arm on the table, the core fire of the oil lamp swayed because of the wind blowing through the door and wall, and it seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and placed the oil cup where the wind couldn't reach it.

After doing this, his face suddenly turned pale, his arms were shaking even more, he couldn't even hold the straight knife tightly, and let the straight knife fall on the ground, he was powerless to sit on the undamaged wooden chair, the pupils of his eyes Just staring hard at the darkness outside the door.