Legendary Fighter
Chepters... 126: Urged
Hyatt...
The four subordinate men of Great Lord Shang came forward lunging at Zhou Fan, with the sword in his hand they jumped.
Seeing in the barriers of several people at once Zhou Fan did not put on a panicked face, because he knew his abilities.
Zhou Fan glanced at the few men who were pointing at him, then jumped up, aiming at one of the men who was behind him.
Zhou Fan swung the night blood sword very quickly.
Slings...
The very sudden movement made the man who was targeted by Zhou Fan instantly hold his pace, trying to resist Zhou Fan's attack.
The man placed his sword perpendicular in front of his chest, he tried to hold back with all his might.
Clangs...
The two swords clashed against each other, but it was obvious that the black-clothed man was already pias-faced, sweating coldly, to the point of making his clothes wet.
Zhou Fan threw his sword over, then quickly kicked the man in the stomach.
Buk... Ahk!
Not expecting to get a kick, the black-clothed man could not react. He received Zhou Fan's kick until it made him bounce into a tree.
Uhuk...
The man coughed up blood. Getting an attack right on the chest makes it a little difficult to breathe.
Zhou Fan did not relax his vigilance, turned his body around, looking at the three men dressed just like the man he kicked.
While the faces of the three people were slightly ugly, seeing how his friend was so easily defeated the young man who became them.
However they were a unity, in terms of strength and cultivation there was not too much distance between them, of course they hesitated for a moment, until the great master Shang exclaimed.
"Are you guys scared? He was only lucky to be able to give an attack to number three. Hurry up, I'm paying you not just as a display."
The three looked at each other then nodded simultaneously.
"I'll fight him directly with the first brother, while the second brother looks for a gap and gives a crushing attack to him." One said in a whispering voice.
Once again the three of them nodded, then stared intently at Zhou Fan.
"You hurt our brother, you'll feel our vengeance!" yelled at the man with the biggest body.
Right after shouting, two people came forward, attacking Zhou Fan with the combination.
Zhou Fan tried to serve, nor did he forget the presence of some people beside him.
Trang....
Zhou Fan raised his sword, giving a straight slash from top to bottom.
The two people instantly leaped spread out, dodging Zhou Fan's slash.
Blur...
The surface of the ground shattered apart, Zhou Fan's sword pressure slightly went inside.
Zhou Fan drew his sword embedded somewhat deeply, he then twisted his body and took out a sword god technique, sparks began to pour out from the night blood sword.
"What technique did he use?!" one of them shouted in surprise.
Zhou Fan did not waste the opportunity, seeing that his opponent was unfocused, he pulled out a stance.
"Double freedom!"
The silhouette of the slash speeded towards one of the proa attacking him.
"Fourth sister!" The man who had the greatest stature shouted.
Instantly the man called turned his head, and realized a devastating attack was leading to him.
But it was a pity, he was too late.
Duars!
The man who was hit by the double slash instantly slammed away with his entire body torn apart.
The man was killed, making the two people dressed alike seem to be putting on a fiery face, his eyes staring intently at Zhou Fan.
"Name, Kaparat! ... I'm finishing you!" The two exclaimed simultaneously, then charged at Zhou Fan furiously.
Zhou Fan grinned, then muttered. "That'll make it easier for me to beat you guys."
Zhou Fan advanced, spread out his sword, then swung it towards the front.
The night blood sword continued to pound the two swords that each of its opponents used.
Trangs...
The man called first brother, took a step back, then stomped his feet, and darted rapidly towards Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan who was hot on the ground felt the wind blow fiercely, he reflexively turned around and resisted the attack with his sword.
Trangs...
"Second sister, now!" shouted the man who attacked Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan snorted, "Damn it!"
Sre...
Zhou Fan grabbed his upper arm that felt sore. Then looked at the two men's brass in front of him.
A second later Zhou Fan had already disappeared from his place.
The incident did not make the couple's sister was surprised.
Suddenly a gust of wind was felt from behind the two, along with a sound.
"Receive my reply!"
Brugh... Bruaks!
Zhou Fan punched the face of the man who grabbed his arm right as he turned around to the back.
The man flew up, smashing into a tree until it toppled him.
Zhou Fan's eyes grew sharper, he was already kind enough to want to play, but he himself was injured instead.
There was only one person left, and he was the strongest among the others.
"You..." The man pointed at Zhou Fan angrily, his head already filled with emotion.
The desire to kill the young man before him was truly enormous.
Shuts...
The man darted towards Zhou Fan quickly, anger as if becoming firewood for him.
Zhou Fan put on a serious face, then came crashing towards him.
Shutt...
Trangs...
The two retreated right after the sword. However, the two jumped again after landing.
Trang Trang's...
The fight continued, the man looked extremely chaotic, Zhou Fan also suffered injuries, but not as severe as his opponent.
Trachn...
Hoshs.. Hoshs...
The man jumped back, trying to take a breath. But Zhou Fan did not let it go.
Seeing an opportunity Zhou Fan shot out at full speed.
"Let me help you end your agony!" Zhou Fan exclaimed coldly, right after that night blood sword slit the man's throat.
Gludak!
His body had fallen without a head, while his head had already rolled first.
Zhou Fan turned around, then looked at Big Master Shang.
Prok.. Great Lord Shang clapped his hands, although he seemed to appreciate Zhou Fan, but his intentions were clearly sneering.
"You're a tough young man, you're a genius. But you've been looking for trouble with the wrong people, I'm not letting you go."
The great master Shang jumped up with a sword in his hand.
"Curtain!"
Zhou Fan snorted, if he was in top shape, it would at least be fine to compensate for even defeating the old man before him.
Having no other choice, Zhou Fan also attacked, he could only bet using his life as a bet.
"Hey!"
Trangs....
Great Lord Shang pressed his sword forcefully, while Zhou Fan tried to hold back with all his might.
"You must die, boy" he exclaimed, who then threw Zhou Fan's sword, and landed a punch.
Slings.... Bugh!
Bruk!
Zhou Fan fell down, blood flowing at the corner of his lips.
His mind was surfing, imagining the worst possible thing that would happen.
Am I going to die?
That question was the shadow of Zhou Fan right now.
As his mind began to muddle, one by one a meaningful figure for him came to approach him.
Zhou Hu, Zhou Qian, Wei Guanlin, Qing Yuwei, Lee... They came into Zhou Fan's mind, taking the young man up together, giving him a boost.
Zhou Fan closed his eyes, then muttered, "I won't die."
Zhou Fan stood up slowly, rubbed the corners of his lips, raised his sword and exclaimed loudly.
"Fight once more!"