The man in black grinned and said, "Let me see how long you can last?"
After the fight between the two just now, the guards also knew that they were not qualified to watch this battle, let alone participate in it, so they quickly moved to the side to avoid being affected.
The Piaoxue Sword appeared in Qi Fan's hand, and he stared at the man in black. He turned out to be a physical practitioner. It was a bit difficult to deal with it now. He couldn't be pressed down and beaten by him. He was too fast and had to fight him.
Thinking of the falling snow sword, he began to swing, his sleeves fluttered in the breeze, and sword energy was swung out. The figure of the man in black flickered to avoid the sword energy. Only when he couldn't dodge did he punch out the sword energy to disperse it.
Qi Fan's eyes changed as he watched this scene. It seemed that the man in black was still a little wary of the sword energy and did not dare to resist.
Several more sword qi were swung out. The man in black seemed very angry. He punched his face to scatter the sword qi. He stepped on his feet and threw away several sword qi and rushed towards Qi Fan.
He used the earth escape technique to avoid the attack of the man in black. In the eyes of the guards and bandits, Qi Fan disappeared silently and appeared on the other side.
Taking advantage of this moment, Qi Fan held a magic spell with one hand behind his back, and a small golden sword escaped into the earth.
This was the only move Qi Fan could think of to win. Although the man in black was afraid of the sword energy, he was just afraid. It was still a little short of him to cause fatal injuries to him.
At the same time, the sword flower in his hand rotated rapidly, wind and residual clouds appeared, and more than a dozen sword energy directly enveloped the man in black.
In an instant, his clothes were torn to pieces, and the man in black revealed his true appearance. He had short hair and two distinctive mustaches hanging on both sides. There was also a tiger head tattoo on his chest, which made him look very fierce.
Qi Fan frowned as he looked at the brass-like complexion. It was just as he thought. Although the wind and residual clouds shrouded it, it also left many sword marks and traces of blood.
However, the effect is not obvious. With the physical strength of the body cultivation, these wounds will begin to slowly close within a few moments.
With a loud shout, he controlled seven or eight strands of sword energy to detonate, a "bang" sound spread, large amounts of dust flew, and a wave of air blew up the robes of everyone more than ten meters away.
The guards all clenched their fists, even Lin Zhenshan. He could achieve this kind of momentum if he tried his best, but it was just a bluff, and the real power was not great.
But Qi Fan's move was different. He could clearly sense that its power was beyond the reach of any strong person in the Xiantian realm.
At the moment of the explosion, Qi Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to see the phantom of a tiger appearing for a moment.
Just as everyone was waiting for the smoke to disperse and wanted to see how the man in black was doing, the man in black rushed out first.
Everyone was shocked, even Qi Fan was shocked, because the man in black looked like he didn't want to be hit at all, and there were no injuries at all except some small sword marks on his body.
With an alarm bell ringing in his heart, Qi Fan didn't even have time to use his Earth Escape Technique, so he had no choice but to thrust out his sword with all his strength in order to force the man in black back.
But the man in black didn't even look at the sword. He just wanted to exchange injuries for injuries. He is a physical practitioner and he has the qualifications. What's more, his realm is higher than Qi Fan! And he has used secret techniques.
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In Qi Fan's stunned eyes, the man in black grabbed Qi Fan's chest with a claw, bringing up a large amount of blood. Qi Fan even vaguely saw traces of flesh and blood coming out of the man's fingernails.
Qi Fan's Piaoxue Sword also stabbed the man's shoulder. The speed was so fast that Qi Fan had no time to aim the sword at the vital point.
However, the Piaoxue Sword only penetrated an inch and got stuck on the bone. The man in black took a step closer with the Piaoxue Sword, and the Piaoxue Sword bent.
A punch hit Qi Fan just inches below Qi Fan's abdomen, and his Dantian began to vibrate. The man in black smiled ferociously: "It seems you have some skills, and you actually used a middle-grade Huang-level magic weapon. I really want to thank you."
ah."
Qi Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood and splashed directly on the man's face. It was not out of anger, but because the shock in his Dantian caused the qi and blood in his body to tremble.
If it hadn't been for refining the Flower in the Stone before, Qi Fan's Dantian would not be as simple as being shaken. Even if he is not crippled, he will never be able to fight again.
At this time, the guards of the escort agency who were watching from a dozen meters away felt their hearts drop to the bottom of the valley. Lin Zhenshan frowned as he watched this scene, and glanced at the horse bandits, whose attention was focused on the two fighting men.
He couldn't help but lower his head and say something to the person next to him, and then the person next to him quickly told the others what he said.
Slowly, the people from the escort agency began to retreat invisibly. Of course, some horse bandits saw this scene, but their adults did not say anything, and they could not make their own decisions.
As for Qi Fan who stayed behind, Lin Zhenshan didn't feel the slightest sense of guilt. They met by chance and had no friendship.
The man in black punched Qi Fan one after another. He had already sentenced Qi Fan to death in his heart. Now he felt that the outcome was obvious and he was just playing around.
The man in black had a ferocious smile on his face, and felt extremely happy looking at Qi Fan who was constantly vomiting blood.
He just likes to torture and kill these disciples of the Immortal Sect, so that they can be superior and have no worries about resources. As long as they make some insignificant contribution to the sect, they can practice with peace of mind.
Why should they, casual cultivators, be looked down upon by others?
The young man in front of him was pretty good, and he wasn't dead yet? But he remembered that a little guy at the eighth level of Qi training died before even being able to survive three of his moves. What a pity.
The more he beat, the more fun he got, and the blood splashing made him even more excited. Even the horse bandits around him couldn't help but swallow when they saw this scene.
Every time the adult takes action, he will slowly beat his opponent to death with one punch, one punch, and another punch. Even though he has seen him several times, he still feels chilly.
Qi Fan's face was pale, his eyes could not open, and he felt dizzy. This was a symptom of excessive blood loss.
Looking at the man in black who seemed to be crazy, Qi Fan showed a smile with difficulty. His lips were slightly opened but no sound came out, and the mouth shape meant 'go to hell'.
The man in black was stunned for a moment, what did he say? The next moment, his heart felt so cold that he didn't even react.
A small golden sword rose from the ground, entered directly from the Baihui point, passed through the Dantian and came out from the Baihui point.
Qi Fan leaned on his sword, and the man in black still had a sinister smile on his face and slowly fell to the ground, lifeless.
The horse bandits around them didn't even know what was happening. They only saw a golden light flashing away, and then the invincible man in their hearts fell to the ground.
Qi Fan took a breath and drank the new Peiyuan Pill distributed by his sect. Then he stepped forward and started to search for his loot.
The horse bandits looked at this scene and were stunned. Then they shouted, 'My lord is dead, my lord is dead', and everyone started to run away.
Even Scar, who was seriously injured a moment ago, suddenly became more alive and energetic, but he stopped after taking a few steps, and a sword energy brushed past his ear.
Scar looked at Qi Fan sarcastically, lowered his head and said, "Sir, what are your orders?"
Looking at Qi Fan's meaningful eyes, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed: "Sir, everything is what Master Gu ordered us to do. All of this has nothing to do with me."
Qi Fan glanced at him and said, "Are you the second in charge?"
Scar waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I'm just an errand boy. Sir, just treat me like a fart."