Legendary Fighter
Chapters... 237: Finishing
Blars!
The silhouette of slashes slashed smoothly towards the black-clothed man, the ground scattering over the view.
Zhou Fan stared fixedly ahead, hoping that his attack would stop the actions of the four brothers.
Arg...
The agony of the few people there was still heard, making Zhou Fan cut off the prejudices of success in his mind.
Haha....
"You're late!" The black-clothed man was still standing in his place, his hands moving as if chanting something.
Shing's....
Square cubes are created to close the space, the size is very large, to be able to swallow the entire courtyard of the residence.
The shrieks of screams grew clearer, Zhou Fan glanced at the residents, as if there was no longer any strength to hold the body to stand.
From the group of residents, suddenly came out a burst of black-colored light. Not getting there, the black light soared and led to the four brothers.
Along with that, their bodies shone. Zhou Fan squinted, he felt the strength of his four opponents increasing simultaneously.
"Damn! They absorb life energy!" Zhou Fan saw some people starting to collapse with their skin bodies wrapped in bones.
He had to attack them immediately, before all the inhabitants around them died dry.
"Rou, attack them now!" Zhou Fan glanced at Rogue who seemed to have also gotten a similar thought.
"Hem." Rogue nodded quickly, she then moved the needle bees attacking all four of them.
Burz...
The bee breaks into four parts, each attacking one person.
The four of them simultaneously let out a stance, the needle bee as if backing away as in front of him appeared a black-colored wave.
The retreating bees did not even dare to attack, Rogue then withdrew his army of bees. He then turned his head towards Zhou Fan, but the young man just kept silent.
"Be careful with the mist!" Zhou Fan said firmly, he felt that the black fog that the four men were giving off could threaten him as well as the others.
"Combat everything!" The black-clothed man shouted and the fog became increasingly thick.
Zhou Fan was not only silent, he lunged for the black-clothed man. The night blood sword raised as the chest.
Trangs...
The night blood sword was held in two hands, its enormous power made the metal sheath instantly tremble.
Still holding back the night blood sword, the black-clothed man pushed both hands away.
As soon as Zhou Fan pulled his sword, as soon as the sword was raised high, he immediately returned the cash.
Prangs...
The night blood sword glowed dark red.
The black-clothed man jumped up, but his right foot crazily flapped Zhou Fan.
Seeing the feet aiming for the stomach, Zhou Fan blocked him. Then he spun around while throwing the body of the black-clothed man.
Bruaks...
The man dressed in black despite being thrown, was still standing. His body seemed unaffected by the impact of the building wall.
"Sister, are you okay?" The yellow-clothed man approached his brother as soon as he saw the very body of his sister slammed.
"Not a big deal." The black-clothed man patted his chest lightly, indicating that he was still strong to fight.
"I'm just off guard," added the black-clothed man with a confident smile.
The yellow-clothed man did not respond to the elder brother's remark, he put on a standby position.
The man dressed in green and also blue was still in place, both of them were so seriously cultivating the hands, from the palms continued to spread black fog.
Rogue, who knew the danger level of the black fog, felt she had to stop the two middle-aged men. He threw himself forward and pulled out a dagger from the sheath on his waist.
The blue-clothed man who saw Rogue coming quickly let go of the hand hook, he then took his gun and lunged at Rogue.
Prangs..
The two weapons clashed against each other, but Rogue's strength could not face the man. His body was blown backwards with trembling hands.
"Without your bees, you're nothing!" The man in blue clothes said in a mocking tone.
Rogue retreated, but her face grinned. The hand that was holding the dagger, he let go. Then move up.
"Therefore, I would not have acted without my bees!"
Ngungs...
"What?! Since when?!" The blue-clothed man could no longer mock, his face pale knowing above him was a herd of life-threatening flying bees.
Unknowingly he was moving too far away, he was no longer in a coil of black fog.
"Dead!"
The obediently paid man let out a glass of effort, but he was already in Rogue's trap, he wouldn't be able to escape that easily.
Arg's!
The other three brothers immediately turned their heads, a familiar voice in their heads sounded so agonized.
The needle bee after sodomizing the poison into the body of the blue-clothed man, then returned to its place, leaving the middle-aged man dead with a swollen body.
The green-clothed man growled furiously, he then grabbed his double sword and jumped at Rogue.
Not much different from the green-clothed man, the two obediently paid men who fought Zhou Fan were so enraged when they saw their brother once again have to die.
Their minds seemed to have been overpowered by a murderous lust, there was no other emotion other than anger constantly emanating from their eyes.
The yellow-clothed man wagged the horizontal stick, seeing that Zhou Fan pulled his body slightly.
Shutt...
The stick that was tipped like a spear flashed in front of the chest, the gleam from it explaining how sharp the tip of the stick was.
Not getting there, the stick was still floating, then he changed his direction and thumped from above.
Phangs!
The stick hit the surface, the ground until it was torn apart by it. Luckily Zhou Fan was able to first open his legs while jumping.
Tak...
Zhou Fan landed on the iron rod, he then walked over as the night blood sword he shook.
However, the yellow-clothed man was inexhaustible, he took off the stick then his foot kicked the stick he had just released.
Zhou Fan once again jumped, the soaring stick spinning.
The yellow-clothed man caught a glimpse of his weapon, he then leaped towards the stick and with a single move aimed at Zhou Fan's head.
Trangs...
The night blood sword held up perfectly. Still in the same position, Zhou Fan grabbed his opponent's iron rod and jerked it hard.
The stick slipped out of the yellow-clothed man's hand, taking advantage of the opponent's state, Zhou Fan raised his stomach-pointing leg.
Bugh...
Zhou Fan who was holding the staff in his left hand, twisted it once. Then he forcefully threw a stick hunting its owner.
The yellow clothed man flew over. Right after sliding the stick with the tip of the taper.
Bruaks....
The crebs!
The stick darted through the chest, the yellow-clothed man died with furious bulging eyes.
The brother, who saw his brother killed, clenched his teeth. The squealing from the teeth rubbing against each other was clearly heard from his mouth.
"Fuck up!"
The black-clothed man darted quickly with his hands forming claws, the pointy metal nails looking extremely sharp.
Tang!
The legendary rank metal sheath clawed the night blood sword, the heirloom sword was not scratched in the slightest, instead the metal glove that looked as if there was a slight scratch.
As if unconcerned about it, the black-clothed man once again advanced. When the distance was only a few steps away, his hand scavenged Zhou Fan's body.
Zhou Fan then twitched, tilted to the right, to the left, even ducking him do in order to avoid the brutal claw of the black-clothed man.
Prangs...
Claws flanked the night blood sword, the left hand that was still free to hook Zhou Fan's head.
Zhou Fan then pulled out his sword, and lightning-fastly pointed it to his right.
Trangs...
Sweat drips to the ground, nothing that is not soaked will sweat. The battle went so fiercely, Zhou Fan started to bring out the sword god technique.
The movements that were originally slashing and dodging, turned increasingly intense in attack.
The black-clothed man's breathing began to be unusual, incisions as well as scratches began to look filled his outer body.
Horrified screams continued to echo along with the creation of incisions in his body.
Seeing the black-clothed man no longer had any defense, Zhou Fan placed the night blood sword in front of his face. He then slashed the sword twice in quick succession.
"Double freedom!"
A silhouette of slash shot swiftly towards the black-clothed man who was already standing in stagger.
Seeing the imminent death, the black-clothed man could only smile bitterly.
Blars!
The silhouette of a slash exploded when it touched the body of the black-clothed man. Zhou Fan approached, and saw the middle-aged man's body lying on its back without a life.