Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 127
Grand master Shang rounded his eyes extremely wide, the young man before him now stood up by emitting an extremely powerful aura.
Inwardly he asked, looking at Zhou Fan with a puzzled look.
"What's going on?" he murmured in the heart.
Zhou Fan tightened his sword, before long the sword in his hand gave off a reddish glow.
Slowly getting clearer, made the great master doubt in his heart.
Zhou Fan swallowed the recovery pill, instantly he felt his body replenish with a deep vigor, even if it was only a part of it.
As if he was gaining a favor, his sword-wielding hand felt a little warm.
Zhou Fan looked at his hand, he could feel his night blood sword granting him strength, as if it was replenishing the profound energy and exertion he had lost.
Zhou Fan smiled, he really did not expect his night blood sword to have such an amazing function.
According to him, adding to the strength of a few percent had surprised him, and now it shows other uses.
"What a great heirloom!" Zhou Fan exclaimed in silence.
Seeing the young man before him looking increasingly fit, Great Master Shang frowned.
"Nation!" great Master Shang shouted as he leaped towards Zhou Fan.
Great Lord Shang did not allow that to continue, or he would be late if he delayed for a while longer.
Seeing Great Lord Shang heading towards him with a sword swinging at him, Zhou Fan tilted his body.
As Zhou Fan moved he felt that something was missing from him.
Looking at the sword in his hand, he muttered, "Owh.."
Zhou Fan began to understand how the night blood sword worked, his sword would help him regenerate, and heal the wounds on his body. However, his regeneration speed would slow down as he moved.
The Great Lord Shang who saw his attack miss out quickly drew his sword, jumped towards Zhou Fan and once again slashed out.
Zhou Fan saw his movements, he spread his sword flat in front of his chest, making him drag backwards.
Clangs... Sragkk...
Zhou Fan leaped a few steps back, Always keeping his distance from Great Lord Shang.
Grand Master Shang growled furiously, pointing at Zhou Fan as he shouted.
"You're fucked up! Are you a loser who ran away? Face me directly!"
Zhou Fan smirked, showing his stinging face, he just kept silent and did not reply to Big Master Shang's words.
"You!" Great Lord Shang's shout was stuck on his lips, too angry to say.
"Armh!! ... " Great Master Shang darted quickly towards Zhou Fan while shouting.
Zhou Fan retracted the corner of his lips, as the great master Shang approached he attached great importance to his body, leaping high and passing by the great master Shang.
Zhou Fan stood behind the body of Great Lord Shang.
Big Master Shang turned around, then looked at Zhou Fan sharply.
"If it continues like this he will recover himself, and I will not get good results." Great Master Shang said inwardly.
While Zhou Fan was trying to buy time.
"Old man, like you have problems with your eyesight, I'm here why are you sitting there?" he said with a scornful face.
Big Master Shang pecked in annoyance, "Ck.. You don't have to play any more tricks, boy, I know you're trying to buy time."
A split second the great master had already disappeared from where he stood.
Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes, then muttered. "Rear down!"
Zhou Fan turned his head back, swung his sword, slashing it with a sudden arrival.
Trang!
Zhou Fan once again took a few steps back, keeping it in a safe position.
"Curtain!" Great Lord Shang scoffed, then attacked Zhou Fan again.
Great Lord Shang launched successive attacks, keeping Zhou Fan afloat.
While holding on Zhou Fan stepped back, while great master Shang continued to press forward.
The vexing battle for Great Lord Shang had gone by for a very long time, Zhou Fan had kept his distance from him which made him really annoyed.
"Damn! the speed is crazy, I can't match it." Great Lord Shang grumbled inwardly.
"Are you going to run away like a coward?! Is that what your parents have sent you, the fruit does not fall far from the tree!" shouted Great Master Shang who was already very emotional.
Zhou Fan stopped moving, his face turning dark, staring at Great Lord Shang with shiny eyes.
"Pull what you say!" Zhou Fan said quietly, but it can make Grand Master Shang feel an overwhelming sense of intimidation.
Grand Master Shang paid no heed to Zhou Fan's words, he smiled and continued. "A parent who has a cowardly child like you can't be different from you, his mother's wild child must be 'wild' too' ... Heh!"
Zhou Fan's gaze immediately darkened, as if there was no more light to illuminate, his eyes staring intently at Great Lord Shang.
"Pull your words, Shit!!" zhou Fan shouted that straight away then sped up at an incredible speed.
The sword in his hand emitted a dark red flame, mixed with the blood light emitted by his sword.
Grand master Shang also advanced, leaping up by concentrating his profound energy on the sword in his hand.
"Yatt..."
The great master Shang had yet to realize that the god of death had prepared to welcome him.
Zhou Fan with his dead red face held the sword with both hands, swinging his sword towards the head of Great Lord Shang.
The old man parried his slash, lowered his head, and jumped back.
Zhou Fan did not let it go, he hunted down Great Lord Shang, attacking more ferociously.
The flaming turn of the night blood sword was troublesome for Great Lord Shang.
Grand master Shang growled furiously, repelling all attacks from Zhou Fan.
"How can he get stronger!" Great Master Shang started to panic, making his movements go awry.
Zhou Fan never once loosened his attacks, with the sword god technique he kept crashing, aiming for the head of Great Lord Shang.
The fight grew fiercer, great master Shang had sustained injuries all over his body.
Great Lord Shang's movements slowed down even more, the incision wound on his body made it difficult to bring out his fighting techniques.
Zhou Fan was not fine either, but his condition was still better than that of Great Lord Shang.
Great Lord Shang stood up with my eyes, it was obvious he could not continue the fight.
Zhou Fan stood not far from there, revealing a satisfied face to Grand Master Shang.
The old man did not expect to be rendered helpless by a young man.
"Who are you really?" ask the Great Lord Shang.
He was very sure, there was not a young man like Zhou Fan in the entire capital, such a terrifying talent could not possibly not be famous.
In the old man's heart he thought, is the young man before him an old figure who discovered a form-altering technique?
Zhou Fan laughed sneeringly, looking at Great Lord Shang with a strange look.
Heh...
"Because you're going to die, I'm not going to make you curious."
Zhou Fan was silent for a moment, approaching the great master Shang who was standing with the sword as his support.
"I am someone you shouldn't offend. Fan Zhou! Black stone city!"
The great lord of the Shang sect glared, disbelieving Zhou Fan's words.
As he wanted to say, a sword pierced his heart.
Creebs..
Zhou Fan stabbed him with the night blood sword, Zhou Fan stabbed while attaching his body to the body of Great Lord Shang.
Zhou Fan closed his head, then whispered something.
"Don't you insult my parents!"