Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 178 :
Zhou Fan who was darting at high speed suddenly stopped with a frown.
Sretti...
Zhou Fan pulled the collar behind the middle-aged man's backclothes, he carried like a kitten, Zhou Fan jumped to the side and stood behind the building.
"Uncle, didn't you say the eclipse party brought all its people?" Zhou Fan asked as he let go of the clutches of his hands.
The middle-aged man tidied up his clothes, even though it looked dirty, he still did it.
Not far from the big building that became the destination, some men were sitting with a board game in their midst.
"According to the monitoring I did it, but I don't know if there's anyone on guard." The middle-aged man could sense some of those people with the cultivation level of a grand master fighter even a king fighter.
Zhou Fan looked at the strength of the group of men, about nine people were there. Luckily the most powerful were at the level of a one-star king fighter, no problem for Zhou Fan who had strength equivalent to a seven-star king fighter.
"Uncle you better come later, because this handsome young man wants to make a show!" said Zhou Fan with smirking lips.
The middle-aged man only scratched the nape of his head, unable to think in line with the young man he thought was very strange.
"What he was about to do, even though he was strong, was to be able to defeat nine people at once, even among them having extremely powerful auras, probably being at the level of a king fighter." The middle-aged man was worried.
Even though he acknowledged Zhou Fan's strength was above him, he didn't think the young man could defeat the nine opponents working with each other.
He was about to stop the young man who was preparing to jump up to the opponent, but whatever power, he could not persuade, had not even had time to persuade him the young man was already out of place.
If he knew the strength of the young man he was worried about was at the level of a five-star king fighter even equivalent to a seven-star king fighter using a night blood sword, maybe he would feel useless for having worried about the wrong party.
Boom up!
Zhou Fan who leaped his leg jolt caused a tremor as well as a light sound.
The barren surface and the dry ground made the dust fly along with the landing of the young man.
The nine people who were sitting relaxing with a board game, had to turn their attention to the same point.
They could not yet see clearly who was behind the extremely disturbing dust puff, but it was certain that they felt a strength that could not be underestimated.
"What if I help you to enliven?"
The dust disappeared revealing a young man who was carrying a sword in hand.
Simultaneously a silhouette of slashes lunged into the spot of the nine men who were dumbstruck for a moment.
Blaars!
Everything jumped spread out while starting to pull out their respective weapons.
"Captain, who are you?! Come come directly attack!" The bald man with an incision wound in the eye shouted by brandishing his sword.
"Asking people's names without introducing himself is an act of disrespect" Zhou Fan replied to the bald man.
"My name is Ba Dong!" he said with a loud voice.
"Hjp... Who cares!" Zhou Fan snorted while revealing an indifferent face.
Grgg
Ba Dong growled furiously, his eyes staring intently at the brash young man before him.
"Dog mouth! I'll rip your mouth out!" ba Dong's angry shout while darting towards Zhou Fan.
The other eight people did not move, feeling Ba Dong could overcome the young man alone.
However, just as they finished thinking, Ba Dong was already thrown with his mouth spurting blood.
Brak!
Ba Dong's body crashed into the building behind him, to the other eight people who were supposed to be there, dodging as if unwillingly catching his body.
Because Ba Dong's body was too strong, making the walls of the building destroyed and fell on his body.
Blars!
The ruins that befell the bald man's body were instantly thrown and shattered by Ba Dong's hand.
Ba Dong stood up and looked at his eight friends. "What are you doing! Quick attack!"
Ba Dong intimidated the eight people with his aura, making the eight people jump to surround Zhou Fan.
"I'm careless, don't expect you to run away after hurting me!" The bald man slowly approached and joined the other eight people.
His casual words felt an incision for the bald man, indirectly the young man said it as a fool.
The middle-aged man hiding behind the building only peered without daring to get close, he was too weak when compared to the nine men who were besieging Zhou Fan.
"He's too reckless, if this is how he's just depositing lives." The middle-aged man muttered softly.
He wanted to go out and help Zhou Fan, but he was too cowardly to do that, also there was his family waiting for him to be released, he could not act rashly.
The middle-aged man could only hope and hope, he hoped that a young man as good as Zhou Fan could be granted composure after going to another realm.
The middle-aged man rubbed his face, as if it was to be the end of every hope he let out.
"Don't blame us for playing numbers, just blame you for coming alone." One of them said in a cynical voice.
Heh...
Zhou Fan smiled faintly, as if he did not consider the existence of the people surrounding him.
Although it was only a faint smile, it was still clearly visible to the person in front of him.
"Fuck up!" ba Dong came back forward with all his abilities, he would not believe he could be defeated by a young man who looked twenty-five years old.
"Not yet!"
Zhou Fan lowered his body avoiding the sword of the bald man and with a precise estimate swung the night blood sword eyeing the belly of the bald man.
Slits.....
The bald man's clothes were torn apart by a tear extending from right to left, blood pouring out little by little, but it was a soreness that made him bitter-faced.
Seeing the bald man retreat in one strike, not making the guts of the eight men fade, they jumped together with the various weapons.
Trangs... Trings...
Zhou Fan moved dodging while occasionally fending off their attacks.
Under such circumstances Zhou Fan suddenly smiled and started to bring out the sword god technique.
Slowly the blazing flames grew bigger, the night blood sword did not want to stand still and continued to slash.
Heart-wrenching screams sounded in tandem with their bodies getting burns and scratches, they instantly lost their lives as Zhou Fan made his final move.
Bruk bruk....
With a twisting night blood sword, he managed to split the head with his body, making all eight people crash without a life.
Zhou Fan stopped the movement of the sword god technique, walking closer to the bald man by dragging the night blood sword.
Sretti...
Decitan the sound of a sword scratch felt a link to the time of death for a bald man, his face continued to turn pale.
The bald man subconsciously tried to get away, although in a sitting state he continued to push his legs away.
Zhou Fan grinned and raised the night blood sword.
The bald man's face was getting worse, even to speak he could not, wanting to feel like he was begging for forgiveness, but his body and mouth felt stiff, he could not move at all.
The sword was getting down, and the bald man was cursing in fear.
Jem!
"Akh!!" The bald man shouted very loudly even making Zhou Fan's forehead shrivel slightly.
Slowly the bald man opened his eyes, wondering why he did not feel the pain he had imagined.
Right in his eyes, he saw that the sword was stuck under his precious asset. Maybe if a little deviated, lost already his pride.
His body trembled even more, he ventured to raise his head.
Slings...
Right after the eyes of the two looked, Zhou Fan swung the night blood sword snatching the bald man's neck.
Bugh!
The head fell down with bulging eyes, even the shadow of the figure of the young man holding the sword had not completely disappeared within his head.