After hearing Tieshan's words, Si Lufan was not shaken at all. He had completely escaped from the cowardly state at the beginning. Moreover, his previous emotional out of control made him quite annoyed. As the leader of a killer organization, this was obviously an extremely failure.

So Si Lufan is thinking only one thing in his mind now, that is, kill Tieshan and end this only existence that can still shake his heart. He wants to completely bury his fear of the Juque Ancient Sword.

Si Lufan was very fast, like a flash of light. When he took action, he held the Yuyan Sword in his hand. The other hand should have belonged to Di Yun, but it was absorbed by the sword in Tieshan's hand.

The cold light kept approaching Tieshan. Even with such a strong defense, it still could not stop Si Lufan's advance. However, although Tieshan only had one hand at this moment, its fighting style became even more fierce.

His speed, strength, and reactions in all aspects were greatly catalyzed because of the soul of the Sword Lord. Now he can fight Si Lufan head-on, but in terms of speed, it seems that Si Lufan is better.

That was because he lost his fear and exerted the bravery of the Yuyan Sword to the maximum extent. At this moment, he acted like a fast fish, disappearing in a flash, and appeared in the blind spot of the other party's vision again.

But what puzzled him was that Tieshan's movements were obviously much slower than himself. Even if the opponent's weapon was not fast enough when dealing with him, then he would be at an absolute disadvantage.

But the fact is completely opposite. Tieshan's movements have an inexplicable rhythm. Every time he raises his hand and waves his sword, he looks extremely slow, but he can always force him back at a critical moment, which makes Si Lufan a little anxious.

He didn't understand what plot the other party had used, but only Tieshan himself knew best. It was from the thirty-two-word experience recorded in Siwei. "Great tricks are not skillful, just like clumsy or foolish!"

"The heavy sword has no edge, there is attack but no defense!"

"Quick and subtle, intentional and unconscious!"

"No move is better than anything, and you will destroy all the things!"

Tieshan has never dared to forget the thirty-two words on these silk for a moment in the past few years. He integrated these thirty-two words into his sword skills and sword skills, allowing them to grow and blossom and condense the fruit of sword skills.

Si Lufan may never understand this. Anyone who has fought with Tieshan has to use the tricks that he has seen through. Then no matter how fast he is or how strong his strength is, it will be useless under his sword eyes and sword consciousness.

Tieshan's seemingly chaotic movements can always force him back one step ahead of time, which means that he has already predicted his movement trajectory and the direction the opponent wants to attack. Only by knowing yourself and the other can you win every battle. This is Tieshan's swordsmanship.

When Si Lufan was shocked and anxious, Tieshan suddenly took the initiative to attack, and thousands of lightsabers roared like fish and slashed at Si Lufan. The latter snorted coldly, and his body was shuttled through the lightsaber group, not taking them seriously at all.

But suddenly he felt a slight pain coming from all over his body. A lightsword happened to seal the way forward again. Si Lufan turned back and realized that his clothes had become tattered, and there were slight sword injuries everywhere in his body.

This made him feel incredible because he obviously avoided it all easily, so why was he still injured?

Even though these wounds were not serious, Si Lufan felt unbearable humiliation and pain. A scarlet light flashed in his eyes. At this moment, he was completely angry and moved again with a whoosh. This time his speed was a little faster than before.

However, Tieshan seemed to have just adjusted his position for this and rushed towards the other party. His body was surrounded by sword energy, and the Juque sword buzzed endlessly, as if he was complaining about why he had not killed the other party.

Tieshan looked at Si Lufan who was like a lightning attack. He slowly sank his body, then exhaled, the blade of the sword slightly deflected, and then a loud bang came.

With a loud noise, Tieshan held Si Lufan's left hand attack. The dark red short blade in his hand shattered, and its strength was far from comparable to the Juque Ancient Sword.

However, Si Lufan seemed to have done it intentionally, because he didn't care about the short blade at all. That kind of thing in his kingdom was just an item in the warehouse. What he really relied on for his life was the Fish Intestine Sword held in his right hand at this time.

The Yuyan Sword passed through the defense range of the Juque Sword at an almost impossible angle and instantly stabbed Tieshan's temple. If it succeeded, Tieshan would die in an instant, but for some reason, the Juque Sword, which was originally still, shook like a shadow at this moment.

Si Lufan's eyes widened. He looked down at his right arm, but found that the forearm at the lower end of his right arm had fallen inexplicably. Blood donation splashed out. His figure shook down, pinching his broken arm with his left hand and making an angry roar.

"Impossible! Impossible!!!"

The voice echoed in the air, but just as he was about to grab his broken arm and escape from this place like before, Tieshan appeared under him at some point. He looked at him coldly, then waved the Juque sword in his hand and slashed towards his arm.

With a sound of puff, Si Lufan's right forearm burst, and the Yuyan Sword was picked up by Tieshan with a sword and disappeared from Si Lufan's vision...

"No! No! No! No! That's mine, it belongs to me!!!" Si Lufan roared loudly, his eyes filled with blood. He waved a dark red short blade in his left hand and appeared in his hand. He gritted his teeth and poked the handle of the blade into the arms that had lost his forearm, and firmly fixed it on his bones.

Then he took out a short blade again and rushed towards Tieshan, but Si Lufan, who had lost the blessing of the Fish Intestine Sword, his speed and strength were obviously weakened. Tieshan stood still, but the blade in his hand slightly deflected to one side.

When Si Lufan appeared like he was crazy, Tieshan took action first, and a blood column sprayed blood arrows about a foot high. Si Lufan's left half was directly slashed down by the Juque Sword.

He roared in pain, but found another cold light sweeping towards him. His eyes showed a vicious expression, and he waved the right arm of the broken belt to block it. There was a loud bang, and the dark red short blade embedded in the broken arm burst out again, and Si Lufan's right arm was shattered.

But Si Lufan used this to avoid the other party's fatal blow. His figure flashed quickly in the air. Whenever blood donated fell from where he appeared, Tieshan's eyes kept looking at him, his wrist trembled slightly. Just as he was about to give the other party a fatal blow, Si Lufan disappeared.

Tieshan frowned. The only explanation for this situation was that Si Lufan fled, and Tieshan hurriedly chased after him, but his attainment in formation was not high, so he could only wait for Mingxin's reaction and wait for him to let him go out.

At this time, Si Lufan appeared in the real world covered in blood. The black cloth covering his face had long disappeared, revealing a hideous and terrifying face, which was a face with almost no facial features, and it felt like a clove of garlic had been flattened.

Moreover, his face was covered with hideous scars, and it looked like a thick fold on the old lady's face. He shouted loudly with his mouthless mouth, "Butterfly fan, save me!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure appear beside him. His eyes swept up and down across the other person's face, covered his mouth and smiled, "So Mr. Si, you have such a respectful look. It's so unique..."

"Stop talking nonsense, bring it!!!" Si Lufan shouted at him.

The butterfly fan smiled slightly, took out a pill bottle from his chest, and handed it to the other party. Si Lufan shouted impatiently, "Hurry up and feed it to me!!!"

"Oh, I'm so impatient, okay, do whatever you say!" Butterfly opened the pill bottle with a smile, and a strange fragrance suddenly spread. Si Lufan just sniffed and felt his whole body full of strength, as if he was about to be reborn.

He couldn't wait to arch his head forward, and opened his mouth desperately. Butterfly Mi squeezed a purple-black longan-eye-sized pill with two fingers and slowly stuffed it into his mouth. At this moment, a figure suddenly came and his fists hit the two of them at the same time.

And this person who appeared was Lou Yi who had been staying in the city. The reason why he was slower was that the Butterfly Fan used his clone technique to tease him once again. When he noticed the abnormality, the Butterfly Fan had already fed the pill to Si Lufan.

Just as Lou Yi's fist was close at hand, Si Lufan's body suddenly burst out with extremely terrible energy. The energy drops and the butterfly fan were blown away. At this time, Si Lufan's body began to twist and deform, and black and purple blood vessels began to crawl all over his body.

These black and purple blood vessels were constantly intertwined. In just a moment, Si Lufan's lost left shoulder and arm, together with his right arm, had recovered. However, there seemed to be some surprise. At this time, Si Lufan did not have a palm. His forearm turned into two sharp purple-black short blades from the original position of his palm.

The short blade exuded an extremely dangerous aura. Si Lufan's true energy was completely raged. His facial features that he had lost were now replaced by a black mask. The eye sockets of the mask were at this moment. At this moment, there was a strange black light flashing.

His body was trembling desperately, and his mouth under the mask kept repeating a sentence, "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!!!"
Chapter completed!