Fan Ying is definitely not the kind of person who is waiting to die. He knows that the situation is extremely unfavorable, but he is unwilling to surrender. With a roar, his left hand raised, and a cold light shot out. Looking closely, it is an extremely sharp-looking one.
The small and exquisite swallow dart shot straight to the Taoist priest on the left.
This is a unique hidden weapon that Fan Ying and Fan Le have been practicing for many years.
The person who can choose to block Fan Ying here is naturally not a mediocre player. They are all Yuan Chengzi's personal disciples. In short, they are also Fan Ying's senior brothers. Seeing this sharp swallow dart shot towards him, the middle-aged Taoist priest
The corner of his mouth was pulled, revealing a hint of disdain. He raised his left hand's two fingers and clamped the ejaculated swallow dart.
However, Fan Ying didn't think that this swallow dart would really hurt anyone, but just slightly blocked his forward attack. He shot out one dart and never looked at him again, facing the Taoist priest on the right.
Then he rushed up and ignored the palm power that hit his chest. With a "huh", he also hit the middle-aged Taoist priest's face. It was extremely fierce, but it was actually
A style of both sides' defeat.
Fan Ying deserves to be a "hero". Even though the situation is so dangerous, he can instantly distinguish the serious gains and losses. He knows that in this situation, "following the steps" and countering the moves is the stupidest way, only
Only by fighting desperately can you have hope of breaking a bloody road.
In terms of martial arts, no one in the room was much weaker than Lin Chengduo, who had already been so scared that he knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up. Lian Ji Qingsha's follower was also dressed as a female Taoist priest from Yuyangguan.
If you are fighting against the masses, how can there be any hope if you don’t fight hard?
It’s a pity that no matter how hard you fight, it’s just in vain.
The Taoist priest on the right was startled by Fan Ying's "death together", and cursed softly. He had to withdraw his palm power and ask for self-protection first. He and Fan Ying did not have to fight to the death.
The "deep blood hatred".
With a palm, Fan Ying forced the Taoist priest to retreat. He took a breath and was about to rush out of the door.
The wind behind it is together.
Fan Ying was shocked and dared not go forward any further, so she could only dodge. Although the wind was not very sharp, Fan Ying could feel an extremely dangerous chill. If he insisted on moving forward, it would be a dead end.
The speed of that man's attack was much faster than the speed of his rushing outwards. In this case, Fan Ying's entire back was equal to the opening of the door, without any defense.
"Fan Le!"
Fan Ying snorted coldly.
He was so familiar with the aura of the person behind him. A long time ago, he often practiced martial arts with Fan Le, but he didn't expect that after a few years, Fan Le's martial arts had improved so much.
Fan Ying naturally couldn't imagine that Fan Le has been holding back in recent years, hoping that one day he would return to Luojia City and settle the score with him. Relatively speaking, Fan Ying has been much more busy in recent years
He also had to practice the art of reducing his head and expand his business. He was determined to suppress the Huang family, but no matter which one, he would have to spend a lot of time and energy. Although his martial arts were not wasted, he did not make much progress.
Fan Le didn't say a word, but his moves were not slow at all. One move was as tight as another. Every move was silent, but it was tied with extremely powerful internal force, and it seemed that it was no longer entirely the Longmen Sect.
The direct inheritance of the family.
"Fan Le, where did you learn how to play such a woman..."
Fan Ying tried to force Fan Le to open several times, but it was useless. She was tightly entangled by Fan Le and could not get out at all. She couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and scolded.
"Learned from me."
Ji Qingsha smiled sweetly and said softly.
"Who are you?"
Fan Ying was almost furious.
Although Fan Ying still couldn't figure out what kind of relationship Ji Qingsha and Mikhail was, there was no doubt that this woman was definitely not Mikhail's assistant. Mikhail would not run away for no reason.
Go to Luojia City to deal with him.
"My name is Ji Qingsha, and I am Fan Le's friend. Mr. Fan Ying, I advise you to give up this unnecessary resistance. As long as Mr. Fan is willing to cooperate, we don't plan to kill you!"
Ji Qingsha still said softly, her tone very soft.
"Take my life? It's a joke!"
"Do you know where this is? This is Luojia City! Do you really dare to kill me and think you can leave alive? My master, Yizi, will never let you go!"
Fan Ying was furious and shouted loudly.
"Mr. Fan, it seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin!"
Ji Qingsha sighed softly, and a "beep" burst sounded. Ji Qingsha's delicate right five fingers seemed to suddenly grow a little bit, and the bright red kohl became extremely gorgeous.
A figure flashed, the fragrance surging, Fan Ying's eyes flashed, Ji Qingsha's five fingers were slender, and he suddenly grabbed him. It was different from Ji Qingsha's amazing voice before he prepared his momentum, and when he really took action, he suddenly changed.
With a silent breath, countless sharp fingers were seen waving in front of Fan Ying.
Yuan Chengzi, who had been watching the battle quietly, changed color slightly on his face and whispered: "Thousand-armed Guanyin changed his skills!"
Xiao Fan smiled and said, "The real person has good eyesight."
Thousand-Handed Guanyin Qianbian is the famous skill of "Yu Guanyin". It is famous in several northern provinces of China. Even many top masters in the south have heard of Qianbian's name. However, this is the Ji Qingsha mother tribe.
His family-born martial arts rarely appear in the world. Yuan Chengzi avoided Nanyang and was limited to the island, and could even recognize him at a glance, as if he was truly profound.
Under the attack of Fan Le and two Taoist priests, Fan Ying was already in a difficult position to deal with it. When Ji Qingsha joined, Fan Ying was defeated in an instant and was in danger.
In such an occasion, naturally no one told him any rules and morals in the martial arts world.
This is a world where "the winner is king".
A soft "pop" sound mixed with Fan Ying's muffled "hum", one of his arms was no longer rotating.
"Bastard...ah..."
Before Fan Ying could vent his anger, he was hit one after another. Finally, he couldn't stand steadily, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground. Two middle-aged Taoist priests pressed his shoulders, one left and one right, and put his
Two arms twisted behind the back.
Ji Qingsha and Fan Le flashed and retreated to Xiao Fan.
"You... dare!"
Fan Ying's face turned red, and failure did not make him feel so ashamed. Kneeling on his knees in front of Fan Le made him feel ashamed. A long time ago, when he knew that his inheritance rights were ranked among Fan Le, Fan Le became
The biggest "enemy" in his mind must be eliminated and quickly.
Moreover, he did.
In his eyes, Fan Le is just a defeated man.
But now, he kneeled in front of the defeated general under his former hands with no resistance!
Fan Ying is never willing to do so.
With a muffled "hum", Fan Ying bit his tongue and spurted out blood. At the same time, he was muttering words in his mouth. His face, which had just flushed, turned pale and bloodless in an instant.
The tea room that originally seemed more shady, suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and a black mist gradually emerged from Fan Ying's body and gradually condensed into shape. Although his mouth and nose were blurred, it could be seen that it was about four or five.
The appearance of a year-old child.
Fan Ying actually sacrificed the ghost he had raised.
Generally speaking, the Yin ghosts raised by the Master of the Sword will be released for activity at night, and will be hidden in the Master of the Sword during the day to rest. The hot sunlight is one of the most dangerous enemies of the Yin ghost. Of course, if the Master of the Sword
The attainments are high enough, the skills are profound, and the Yin ghosts you have accumulated are very solid, and you can also do short activities during the day. As for the great masters who have mastered their Yin ghosts you have achieved in southern Jiangsu and Mojiu, will they still have Yin ghosts you have
There are many restrictions, and that's unknown.
Fan Ying has only become the leader of the surrender for a few years, and the Yin ghosts he has raised are naturally not very powerful. At night, he can take advantage of the situation when he is unprepared to fall, or drives to inquire about information. However, in Yuyang Temple, various magic arrays are barely available.
If overlapping, this level of ghost is not worthy of dependence.
Of course, Fan Ying didn't want to drive the ghosts to fight the enemy either.
Facing a Taoist master like Yuan Chengzi, simply driving the Yin Ghost to launch an attack is purely seeking death.
"Hurry, go home and ask Master for help..."
As soon as the Yin Ghost condensed and formed, Fan Ying issued an order without hesitation.
He knew very well that under such a hot sunshine, the Yin Ghost would almost exhaust all the essence if he wanted to return to Fan Mansion to report to Yi. He had been sacrificing the Yin Ghost for several years, and would definitely be destroyed.
It must start from scratch.
However, the fire broke out in front of you.
What else can he get if he falls into Fan Le's hands? I guess Fan Le has even swallowed his heart alive.
Instead of waiting for death, it is better to fight to the death. As long as the Yishi can receive his message of help, everything will be hoped for recovery. Fan Ying is still very confident about the Yishi. Although his master is a bit greedy and lustful.
, the technique of lowering the head is absolutely unambiguous. What's more, the ancestor has returned to Luojiabang and stayed in Mojiu Manor dozens of kilometers away, and is Fan Ying's backer.
When he was afraid of being attacked by the mouse, Fan Le would not dare to attack him suddenly.
What surprised Fan Ying was that when he saw him sacrificing the ghost, Yuan Chengzi and the others did not move at all. They seemed to care about all this and believed that his ghost could do nothing.
"Mr. Fan, have you not noticed that your incarnation is different from before?"
At this time, Xiao Fan smiled and spoke, looking at Fan Ying with a condescending tone, his tone calm and gentle.
“What’s the difference?”
Fan Ying asked back with a sneer.
This person could actually say such childish words. In martial arts, he was fighting against the masses, and Fan Ying believed that he had no chance to turn the tables. That required absolute strength. But the ghost raised by the head master was the body
Is there anything wrong with the external incarnation? Do you not know?
This Chinese young man who didn't know where to fight was actually trying to disturb his mind in such a thing, which was simply a joke.
But the next moment, Fan Ying knew that he was wrong.