Bei Mingxuan’s battle with Scarface

Bells jingled and weapons clashed.

There was crackling, the light of swords and the shadows of swords were dizzying.

Wang Ren'er's sword was fierce and he risked his life for death. He was so fierce that he forced Yang Fan to defend himself and retreat step by step.

Qi Fan assisted from the side, but was selectively resisted by Wang Ren'er. He only resisted his fatal sword blows. If the attacks were insignificant and insignificant, Wang Ren'er ignored them and allowed them to leave scars on his body. He focused on Yang Fan.

Stalking and chasing after him relentlessly.

Qi Fan was also in a hurry and increased the force in his hands, but his attack speed was slowed down because of this.

Seizing the opportunity when Qi Fan was distracted and changing his momentum, Wang Ren'er attacked quickly and struck with a horizontal sword.

Qi Fan bent down and moved back, but he didn't expect to get into his own hands. He was kicked by Wang Ren'er and was sent flying several feet backwards, causing him to vomit blood.

Bian Dan hurried to pick him up, but was hit badly.

Now he could concentrate on dealing with Yang Fan. Wang Ren'er should use all his strength and use all his strength to push Yang Fan to the edge of the cliff in just a moment.

Yang Fan had a knife held to his neck, his life hanging on a thread, and the situation was critical.

Cheng Qing panicked and immediately pounced on him. Although her martial arts skills were not good, she still had the realm and martial arts skills, and her speed was even faster in this emergency.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Ren'er was behind him, using his fists and legs to slap, kick, scratch and scratch his back.

Of course, the lethality was limited, but it was this limited lethality that prevented Wang Ren'er's knife from pressing down on Yang Fan's neck.

Wang Ren'er turned around and kicked, and Cheng Qing made the same mistake as Qi Fan.

Special masters, even newly advanced masters, cannot be compared to those below the special level. Their internal energy can already protect their bodies independently, can be leaked, and can even be transmitted.

If you punch him three times, it won't hurt or itch, and if he slaps you with a slap, his mouth may be cracked and his teeth may fly.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold the fatal knife. Wang Ren'er also gritted his teeth and pressed down with both hands, vowing to remove Yang Fan's head.

This short distance of two centimeters separates two worlds.

Wang Ren'er gritted his teeth and said, "You die."

At this moment, Wang Ren'er suddenly opened his mouth wide and shouted in pain: "Ah ah ah... shameless thing... so ungrateful... he stepped on his toes..."

As soon as the strength in his hand was released, the big knife was held away by Yang Fan, and the knife in his palm stabbed into Wang Ren'er's weakest throat.

Everyone looked at Wang Ren'er, who was covering his neck with one hand and grabbing his toes with the other; and then looked at Yang Fan, who was sitting on the cliff, and suddenly realized, thinking: "What a danger!"

I saw Yang Fan clasping his hands together and murmuring to himself: "Thank you, Master Stephen Chow, for teaching me this trick of 'stepping on the toes'. I can only survive because of the master's wisdom. I wish the master a long life and eternal fame."

Cheng Qing cried with joy.

Qi Fan is happy with his appearance.

Bian Dan is smiling happily.

At this moment, steady and powerful footsteps came from far and near.

Before Cheng Song arrived, the voice came first, "Brother-in-law! I'm coming."

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Song appeared in front of everyone, followed by seven first-rate masters.

Cheng Song won the battle, unified the bandits for the first time, and was full of high spirits and sunshine.

Seeing everyone's embarrassment, he asked in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Qing shouted: "Why are you here? I almost became a widow, and you almost didn't have a sister."

Cheng Song looked at the disgraced faces of everyone, then looked at one hand covering his neck and the other holding his toes, crossing them in an inelegant manner, and asked curiously: "Why is there still a Wang Ren'er? Could it be that they are twins?

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Bian Dan pointed to Wang Ren'er, who was a foregone conclusion, and explained: "The Wang Ren'er at the bottom of the mountain is fake, that is his substitute."

Cheng Song said: "No wonder that baby's strength is not that good. I thought you went up the mountain in advance to hunt for treasure."

Yang Fan slumped against the cliff, unable to complain. He thought to himself: "When I left, I told you that there might be something going on on the mountain, and asked you to bring people up early. You didn't think I was talking about the situation to make money, right?"

Cheng Song smiled and said, "My brother-in-law killed this too?"

Seeing everyone nodding, Cheng Song joked: "Why does he die so indecent every time he kills a master?"

Everyone looked at it and thought about it, and it seemed that it was really the case. In the past, Jiang Ningzi died with his butt raised, and now Wang Ren'er died with his legs in his arms.

Yang Fan coughed twice to pretend to be embarrassed.

What to explain? There is no need to explain.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the cliff. The man was dressed in black and elegant, with a bamboo hat on his head and a long sword on his back.

After scanning the crowd, he finally turned his attention to Yang Fan and sneered: "The uneasy factors of the bandits are all gathered together today. This is good. It saves me the trouble and makes you a hodgepodge in one pot. It saves both time and effort."

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His appearance made Yang Fan's hair stand on end.

A man stood up behind Cheng Song and shouted, "Who are you? You dare to talk nonsense here." He then pointed his spear and stabbed him.

The man did not dodge or dodge, but stood there straight. He waited for the spear to attack before moving his neck to the side, just in time to avoid the fierce blow. Then he raised his hand and slapped the gun body. The cork of the gun body broke with a sound, and then

The man raised his hand again and slowly slapped it away, causing a mouthful of blood to fly out.

Bian Dan hurriedly stepped forward to check, checked his nose, and shook his head helplessly. The meaning was self-evident.

Everyone was shocked. There is no doubt that this man in black is a super player. He is obviously not just in the early stage. Looking at the understatement of his killing actions, he must be in the middle stage of the super class, right?

The man in black looked at Yang Fan and said with a smile: "Your life is really tough. You escaped death twice." Yafeng knew the world and lifted up a corner of the black cloth of his bamboo hat. A shocking scar was printed on his face.

Like an evil smile, ferocious and terrifying.

Yang Fan had so much hatred in his eyes that he stood up little by little with his hands on the cliff, gritted his teeth and said, "You are the one who killed my grandfather! I want you to pay for it with your life!"

When everyone heard this, they all took out their weapons. Bian Dan found a brick from somewhere. He was pinching the brick with one hand and covering the dagger with the other, ready to prepare. Cheng Qing's whip was destroyed, so he picked up the short stick on the ground.

Use it to keep close to you.

The man in the bamboo hat turned a blind eye to these small actions. After hearing Yang Fan's words, he laughed as if he had heard some funny joke and said: "Pay for life? What qualifications do you have to say such a thing? You blew me to death with such a boastful tone."

? If I weren’t a cow, wouldn’t you still want to blow me to death?”

Yang Fan was not blinded by hatred and lost his mind. He knew the gap between first-class and special-level in the early stage, and even more aware of the distance between first-class and special-level in the middle stage. He needed time to adjust his breath and paralyze his opponent.

Yang Fan asked: "What's your name? What's the deep grudge against my grandfather? Why do you want to kill us?"

The man in black hat sneered: "Why should I tell you? Why should I answer it for you? It's not impossible to know the reason, unless..."

Yang Fan: "Unless what?"

The man in black hat said: "Unless you can beat me, my request is not too much. As long as you can beat me to bleed, I will tell you my name. As long as you can knock me to the ground, I will tell you the truth."

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Yang Fan said: "It's obviously impossible for me to do this alone."

The man in black hat said: "I allow you to come together."

Yang Fan said politely: "Thank you very much."

The man in black hat smiled and said: "You're welcome."

As the sun sets, the battle takes place on Beiming Cliff.

Yang Fan shouted: "guerrilla tactics!"

It was Bian Dan who was the most cowardly and weak-minded who made the first move. He threw a brick with dignity and dignity.

The man in black clothes and hat didn't even look back, and let it hit his head. With a bang, his head was intact, and the bricks were broken into pieces.

The man in black hat rubbed his head as if scratching an itch.

The next one to attack was Cheng Song, who cut him down with his sword. Regardless of whether he was hit or not, he would never stop fighting and immediately retreated.

Next came Qi Fan, Yang Fan...

The man in black hat said "Hey" and took off the big knife from his back. He didn't care that he was the one being besieged and said: "This tactic is good. It's not impossible to use this tactic to kill the enemy at a higher level, but...

It's a bit difficult to kill people at multiple levels." As he swung his sword, a brother flew away and lay unconscious on the ground. The man in black and wearing a hat sneered: "I will tell you a truth today. With absolute strength,

In front of us, all scheming is in vain."

Yang Fan found a new way, combining martial arts with dance, attacking continuously with smart kicks, and with an endless stream of strange steps. The man in the black hat had his hat kicked off, but even so, Yang Fan did not cause any actual harm to him.

The man in black with a scarred face shouted: "Okay! Okay! Very good! Come on!" Yang Fan was able to perform all his moves from beginning to end, probably because the man in black was curious about his strange kicking skills.

Of course, if it were anyone else, without Yang Fan's iron shoes to support him, he would probably have a second-level disability if he couldn't kick his legs.

Yang Fan was not discouraged. He stood upright and grabbed a handful of dust. Taking advantage of his mistake, he raised his hand and let it fly all over the sky.

The man in black with a scarred face narrowed his eyes.

Yang Fan shouted: "This is the time." Before the enemy could fully react, he used the "Pull Up" and "Disfigurement Knife" together.

All kinds of weapons from everyone also arrived as promised.

Yang Fan's expression suddenly changed drastically, because his dirty foot not only failed to achieve the expected effect, but was also clamped under the crotch by the scarred man in black. Several weapons hit him, but he was able to resolve them one by one.
To be continued...