Feng Fan held the Pu Dao in his hand. Because people from the Pu family could occasionally be seen around him, Feng Fan was not prepared to use the flying sword in the upcoming fight. After all, that thing was too shocking, and Feng Fan didn't want to use it yet.
Exposing his identity as a cultivator. Sensing the panic of the Pu family, Feng Fan felt a little emotional in his heart. It seemed that everyone was greedy for life and afraid of death, and the Pu family was no exception.
"Brother, the situation around here is not good! It seems that none of the brothers who were assassinated in the first wave were spared. Otherwise, it is so close to the Pu family, why is there no sign of fighting at all? Is it true that the Pu family really hides its dragons and crouching tigers?!" Northwest!
Three men in black, who were dozens of feet away from the wall of the Pu Family Courtyard, were walking in a hurry. One of them, a thin man in black, said to the tall and burly man next to him.
"Even if it's a dragon's den or a tiger's den, we have to break through this time. If we fail to complete the task assigned by the palace master, we will only die. If we kill Pu Junjie, not only will our lives be safe, but we will also get generous rewards!" The burly man raised his eyebrows.
Said Yangyang.
When the three of them were talking, a young man in green suddenly appeared in front of him more than ten feet away. The person who came was Feng Fan, who had already sensed the whereabouts of the three of them with his spiritual consciousness. He felt that the strength of this group of assassins seemed to be stronger than the previous wave.
, Feng Fan prepared to use the power of thunder to kill the three people in this direction as soon as possible, and then go to assist the Haisha Gang disciples in other directions.
Seeing Feng Fan appearing silently more than ten feet away, the three of them sped up and stopped a few feet away from Feng Fan, who was rushing towards them.
"Do it!" As the burly man whispered, the man in black who had been silent just now rushed forward first. The man in black waved the two knives in his hands and slashed Feng Fan head-on.
Feng Fan did not dodge. He touched his waist with his left hand and stabbed his opponent with the dagger in his hand. Two crisp sounds came out, and the two knives that struck Feng Fan's shoulders seemed to fall on the steel, without causing any harm to Feng Fan.
With a "thud" sound, the black iron dagger pierced the man in black's abdomen. Feng Fan kicked it out, and the man in black flew out, fell to the ground a foot away, and then died.
Feng Fan used the Golden Bell Mask martial arts to move his true energy according to the Golden Bell's meridians. In addition to the doubled power, its final performance was exactly the same as the Golden Bell's. After all, the True Yuan Control Technique was too shocking for anyone to see.
The weapon can't get close to the opponent's body at all, which may make people suspect that Feng Fan is a cultivator, so Feng Fan uses this kind of martial arts.
"Golden bell!" the burly man blurted out. The dead man was extremely accomplished with two swords, but he didn't even last a single round in Feng Fan's hands, which shocked the remaining two men.
Just when the two of them were frightened, Feng Fan's figure was already rushing towards the short man like a ghost. Before anyone arrived, Feng Fan arrived with a strong wind carrying the simple knife in his other hand. The short man fiercely
He shrunk his head and dodged the lightning-fast knife.
When Feng Fan saw that the simple sword had missed, he flew up and hit the short man in the lower abdomen. The short man grunted, flew several feet away, hit a tree heavily, and then fell to the ground.
Not caring about the man's life or death, Feng Fan flipped his right hand, drew a sword with his sword, and faced the burly man head-on. The burly man held the iron rod in both hands and faced him. With a crisp sound, the burly man felt a sudden stabbing sound.
A huge force was transmitted from the iron rod, and the burly man's hands were slightly numb from the shock, and his body was almost unsteady.
"Hey!" Feng Fan was a little surprised when he saw that his opponent could block his blow. But then he didn't stop and stabbed his opponent with the dagger in his left hand. The burly man rolled his body backwards on the ground, avoiding the attack of Feng Fan's dagger.
.The body jumped up quickly. The burly man glanced at Feng Fan in fear, turned around and ran away.
Feng Fan swung his right hand fiercely, and the sword in his hand shot out, like a meteor chasing the moon, heading straight towards the burly man. With a scream of "Ah", the burly man was in extreme fear as his body was penetrated by the sword.
Zhong took a few steps forward due to inertia, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Feng Fan quickly came to the place where the burly man fell to the ground, pulled out the simple knife inserted in the back of the burly man's heart, and a stream of blood arrows spurted out. The burly man who was still moaning slightly finally twitched a few times.
Died of anger.
Feeling the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, Feng Fan's complexion changed slightly. The location where Qian Lao Er was was extremely confused. Feng Fan immediately ran in that direction because Feng Fan saw Pu Junjie in that direction just now.
In the center of the Pu family compound, six masters of the Netherworld Palace are surrounding and killing the Pu family members, and the three members of the Haisha Gang, led by Qian Laoer, are in danger. These three people are under attack by the three masters of the Netherworld Palace.
The Ni Bodhisattva was unable to protect himself when crossing the river, and had completely lost the ability to protect others. The other three people in Nether Palace were massacring the servants of the Pu family and the people hired by the Pu family.
Looking at the Pu family members who fell one after another, Pu Junjie's face was full of fear, mixed with a hint of despair. Swords were intertwined around him, and under the moonlight, various weapons shone with various brilliance, coupled with the noisy voices,
Make this moonlit night look extraordinary.
Feng Fan looked around the scene and immediately rushed towards the man in black who was closest to Pu Junjie. Seeing Feng Fan, Pu Junjie felt a joy in his heart, but when he saw Qian Laoer's embarrassed appearance under the opponent's attack,
Soon it was replaced by fear and despair again. After all, the ten members of the Haisha Gang were led by Qian Laoer. This leader's fate was so tragic. The new disciple of the Haisha Gang must not be much better.
The man in black glanced sideways at Feng Fan, turned around quickly, raised his left hand, and fired five flying knives at Feng Fan as fast as lightning. Looking at the flying knives "slowly" flying towards him, Feng Fan frowned slightly.
, because of the faint fishy smell emanating from the flying knife, Feng Fan knew that it was quenched with poison. Feng Fan waved the sleeve of his left arm, and a stream of true energy quickly poured out.
The flying knife suddenly stopped a few feet away from Feng Fan's sleeve, then turned around and shot towards the man in black at a faster speed.
The man in black was horrified and prepared to dodge the flying knives he fired. However, the attack was faster and the incoming force was even faster. The man in black only dodged the attack of three of the flying knives, and the other two flying knives all hit the man in black.
Shoulders.
The man in black groaned, and with an ugly expression he quickly took out a jade bottle, poured out two pills of pills, and quickly swallowed them.