The epee sword has an extremely wide blade and a large size, which is very eye-catching in itself. What's more, Ling Fan also revealed this sword when he set foot on Haining Island. For Nalan Shuo, who regarded Ling Fan as a thorn in his side, how could he forget this?
Sword appearance?
This is Ling Fan's sword, but it appears in the hands of a stranger, and this stranger wants to kill Nalan Shuo for no reason!
"Okay, okay! I really didn't expect that this brat, who has a lot of skills, would actually send a killer to assassinate me. But so what, he is just a Xuanjie fighting master and an archer. He thought he could compete with me with a broken sword.
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Nalan Shuo laughed angrily, thinking that this was a killer sent by Ling Fan, but he forgot that even if Ling Fan wanted to send a killer, he would not hand over his weapons to the killer.
Besides, this place is a dangerous area on Haining Island. What kind of killer would take such a big risk to come here? And even if he didn't notice it along the way, why didn't he notice even existences like Ning Xin?
The beast-loving pill affected his brain nerves, making him as belligerent as a ferocious beast. It also made his thinking simple, and he was unable to think deeply about some issues. Even he himself was not aware of this.
Woo woo woo...
The heavy sword is like a sensitive giant snake in Ling Fan's hands. Every time he swings it, it will vibrate the air and sting the eardrums!
"bluff."
Nalan Shuo's voice was as loud as thunder, and the fighting spirit under his feet shone. At full speed, he faintly left the ground and burst into the void! A sword swept across, the last strike came first, the tricky angle and the violent fighting spirit made the long sword like a wild dragon out of the sea.
The momentum is huge.
Fighting energy was locked in all directions. Faced with Nalan Shuo's sword light that left almost no room, Ling Fan was in no hurry and used the heavy sword carrying the fighting spirit of a Xuan-level fighting master to block the tip of Nalan Shuo's sword.
Boom!
As soon as the two sides collided, Nalan Shuo's violent fighting spirit exploded. The huge energy just exploded, but Ling Fan's sword-holding hand suddenly slipped down. The heavy sword in his hand was like a disc, pulling Nalan Shuo's...
The long sword drew a circular trajectory in the void, and the originally fierce fighting spirit was like a deflated rubber ball, which was completely removed by the heavy sword.
Nalan Shuo was stunned, but when he was about to inject fighting energy into the long sword again, he found that the long sword seemed to be stuck to Ling Fan's heavy sword and could no longer be withdrawn.
This caused his complexion to change drastically, and he didn't care about anything else. He poured fighting energy into the sword crazily, trying to take back the sword with the most powerful fighting spirit.
The corner of Ling Fan's mouth turned up, and the heavy sword in his hand was slightly retracted. When Nalan Shuo's fighting spirit reached its peak, he suddenly retracted the sword, but heard a "dang" sound, and the long sword broke in the void like scraps of paper.
Divided into several segments, they naturally scattered into the void.
The fighting spirit that Nalan Shuo injected into the long sword lost its carrier, and after wandering in the void for a while, it disappeared without a trace.
With just two moves, Ling Fan used less than one-tenth of his fighting spirit, but he easily defused Nalan Shuo's successive fierce attacks and broke the long sword in his hand. Such a method was the result of the way of the sword!
Originally, the supreme secret of swordsmanship was contained in the inheritance of the divine craftsman, but Ling Fan had a good eye but a weak hand, so very few were able to use it. Later, after seeing Xu Jiaqin's battle, his own strength exceeded that of a Xuan-level fighter, which deepened his knowledge of swordsmanship again, and as a result
As soon as Fang used it, Nalan Shuo, who was taking the beast-loving pill, was blinded!
Ho ho ho!
After a brief moment of blankness in his mind, the medicinal properties of the Beast-loving Pill spread throughout his body. Nalan Shuo couldn't help but let out a ferocious roar, and then the violent fighting spirit burst out desperately, covering his entire body in fighting spirit.
"So what if I don't have a weapon, it's still easy to kill you!"
Nalan Shuo's voice has become very hoarse, like a beast that has just learned to speak, and it sounds extremely harsh.
"You are no longer worthy of being my opponent!" Ling Fan stood with his sword in hand. Facing Nalan Shuo, who was full of fighting spirit and seemed to be extremely ferocious, he was neither sad nor happy. The wind-chasing seal under his feet shone brightly.
It disappeared from Nalan Shuo's eyes.
The cold sword intent came from the back of his head, and the sword roar was like a soul-locking song, reverberating back and forth in Nalan Shuo's mind.
Almost instantly, Nalan Shuo suddenly turned around, and what came face to face was a life-locking epee full of fighting spirit. The blade of the sword had been magnified in the pupils, and it was only one step away from his head.
Boom!
The forward-moving sword edge was suddenly stopped by a palm full of fighting spirit. The violent fighting spirit collided with the sword edge, and an unprecedented energy storm broke out. It was like a series of wind blades, cutting people's cheeks, and a cold pain streaked across the surface of the skin.
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The flesh and blood body just blocked the edge of the epee, which was a little bit beyond Ling Fan's expectation. He had forgotten that Nalan Shuo had taken the beast-loving pill and even fought like a beast!
"Damn, what kind of power is this? Is this guy really an archer?" If Ling Fan was surprised, then Nalan Shuo was stunned. He originally thought that the opponent was just an archer. Who knew that this guy was so good at swordsmanship?
Even the strength is ridiculously great.
Although he caught the heavy sword, the power coming from the sword made Nalan Shuo almost want to vomit blood. It was a power more ferocious than ordinary beasts.
Using fighting spirit, Nalan Shuo locked the heavy sword tightly. No matter how hard Ling Fan tried, he could not withdraw the heavy sword. At this moment, Nalan Shuo's freed left hand suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling fighting spirit.
, circles of cloud-like vortexes of fighting spirit condensed at the edge of his fist, and the rioting fighting spirit caused the surrounding air to slightly distort!
"Boy, it's your fate to die under the ancestral fighting skills of my Nalan family! Intermediate fighting skills, Explosive Fist of Fury!"
The right hand locked the heavy sword, and the left hand shot through the air. The powerful fighting spirit and fist strength could not even bear the air, and it was pushed on the fist edge. With the naked eye, the fighting spirit seemed to turn into a mushroom cloud.
A super strong air shield enveloped Nalan Shuo's fist, and with the momentum of shattering the universe, it broke through the wind and headed straight for Ling Fan's heart.
Fighting spirit, strength, and speed are perfectly integrated in this punch, and the fighting spirit actually drives the air and merges with the strange energy in the air. This punch is very strong, very domineering, and very arrogant!
The heavy sword could not be withdrawn for the time being, and there was no way to avoid the punch. It seemed like a crisis, but Ling Fan showed a mocking smile. He released the heavy sword with both hands without hesitation. On his right fist, brilliance shone, fighting.
Seal is open!
"Fighting Slash!"
The Dou Qi Slash on his right fist was a low-level Dou Seal, and its power was not very strong. As a result, before it collided with Nalan Shuo, the power of the Dou Qi Slash was completely shattered by the air barrier on the edge of his fist.
Boom!
When the fists collided, Nalan Shuo's fist had an absolute advantage. Within the scope of his understanding, one punch should be able to break Ling Fan's hand bones and kill him.
But in front of Ling Fan's naked fist, although his fist had the absolute upper hand, he couldn't make an inch forward. It was as if his fist hit a thick iron plate, which was indescribably uncomfortable.
Ling Fan's face turned pale, and his fists ached, but it wasn't a big problem. He freed up his left hand, cut through the void with two daggers, and shot directly into Nalan Shuo's eyes!
"Bastard!" Nalan Shuo was shocked. He never imagined that Ling Fan could still clone himself under such circumstances. How on earth could he withstand his own mid-level fighting skills?
Without any time to think, the right hand that originally blocked the heavy sword quickly retracted and blocked the two daggers in the void.
It was at this moment that Ling Fan's chasing wind seal shone again, his right hand quickly broke through the air, grabbed the sword and jumped, the next moment, the sword shadow covered the entire void, and densely slashed towards Nalan Shuo.
"Douyin, the snake's tail moves!"
The switch from defense to offense only happened in an instant. Ling Fan was so fast that Nalan Shuo was shocked and could only gather his fighting spirit and use both hands to resist.
Boom boom boom!
There were three consecutive explosions, and the snake's tail movement was a low-level Dou Seal after all, and could not have a fatal effect on the current Nalan Shuo. Two or three explosions were all resisted.
Using the recoil generated by the movement of the snake's tail, Ling Fan's body flew into the void behind him, his bow was fully stringed again, and the billowing flames beat like a fiery snake.
Phew!
The rocket broke through the sky, leaving only a long fire tunnel in the void, and a huge heat wave rolled in, adding a bit more heat to the already dry passage.
"Boy, what can this arrow of yours do to me?"
Nalan Shuo looked up to the sky and roared. He did not expect that the enemy would be so difficult to deal with, but he had absolute power. Although he failed to seriously injure his opponent several times, but if he continued to use up the force like this, victory would belong to him.
Ling Fan in the void had eyes like swords, and his gaze fell on the two daggers at Nalan Shuo's feet. These two daggers were the same daggers that Nalan Shuo had just shot out.
Seeing that the rocket was still thirty meters away from Nalan Shuo, Nalan Shuo had gathered his fighting spirit and prepared to resist. However, at this moment, a mocking smile appeared on Ling Fan's lips.
Bang! Bang!
At the same time, two explosions suddenly exploded at the soles of Nalan Shuo's feet. The two seemingly ordinary daggers exploded at the same time. The powerful energy acted on Nalan Shuo, causing his flesh and blood to fly everywhere, and he screamed repeatedly.
The originally condensed fighting spirit could not be maintained because of the pain!
"Nalan Shuo, today you no longer have the strength to fight alone with me, Ling Fan. If I want to kill you, I don't need any helpers, let alone hired killers. Now... go to hell!"
"Ling Fan, you are Ling Fan, no, this is impossible, impossible, ah... I am not willing to accept it..."
Poof!
The arrow broke through the void, and the rocket penetrated directly into Nalan Shuo's forehead. The scorching flames ignited Nalan Shuo's body after the arrow passed through.
In the sea of fire, Nalan Shuo's unwilling voice kept echoing!
Suddenly falling to the ground, Ling Fan drank half a bottle of Huiqi San and stared at Nalan Shuo who was surrounded by flames without emotion, with no joy or sorrow in his eyes. This person brought him a lot of trouble, but he also created many things for him.
Given the opportunity to gain experience, he was not worthy of Ling Fan's hatred or sympathy. He only regarded it as killing a beast that had once bared its teeth and claws, nothing more.
With the bow bent on his back and his back to the sea of fire, the boy's blurry figure gradually merged into the passage!
Shortly after Ling Fan left, a Dou Xiu slowly walked out from behind a damaged stone pillar on the battlefield. Looking at the direction in which Ling Fan left, the Dou Xiu was silent for a while.
"Is this that kid? He's so strong, but he still has reservations!" After a long while, the man sighed, wiped off a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, turned around, and shot towards Hidden Sword Tianwai.
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