Martial God of Myriad Realms Chapter 51: Fan Jian’s Sword

　　 "Boom!" A golden light shuddered, and Yang Zhong had already sacrificed the Xuanwu golden mask.

　　 "Clang clang clang!..." A dozen knives were shaken out almost simultaneously.

　　 More than a dozen trappers blocked their eyes with their hands, not daring to face the golden light.

　　 "What is this."

　　"This kid can do sorcery."

　　 "It's not a witchcraft, it seems to be... a vitality shield."

　　 "Fart, how can there be such a strong shield!"

　　……

　　 Fan San opened his eyes for the first time, but saw that Yang Zhong was pulling the figure of the girl outside the door.

　　 "Stop them!" Fan San burst out, and the group of talents responded and rushed up again to surround Yang Zhong and Hu Xing'er.

　　 "You guys, are you really afraid of death!" Yang Zhong frowned, and a strong killing intent spread across the entire street.

The people in 　　 Crazy Street felt a little shuddering, feeling like a demon staring at them behind them, and within half a minute they all ran away without their shadows, and boldly opened a gap in the window to watch a group of trappers surround one. For young men and women.

　　 "You are not afraid of death!" Fan San walked over angrily.

　　 "Bang!" Yang Zhong's figure flashed, and he had already hit Fan San's stomach with a punch. Fan San's body flew like a kite with a broken line, and threw it more than ten meters in the air before falling off. on the ground.

　　 "Looking for death!" Yang Zhong seemed to have moved really angry, worried that the fighting would hurt Hu Xing'er who was ineffective in martial arts, so he said to her, "You go first, here I will deal with it."

　　 "But..." Myolie Hu clasped her hands, seemingly hesitating.

　　 "Quickly go!" Yang Zhong burst out, and Hu Xinger trembled.

　　 "Yang Zhong, thank you, you must live." Hu Xing'er reluctantly let go of Yang Zhong's hand and ran away. Her hatred for Yang Zhong at this time, They are all transformed into love, turning into tears and flying in the air.

　　 "Grab the girl, don't let her run!" Fan San, who was dying on the ground, did not forget to stretch out his hand and shout, and immediately fell back to the ground in pain.

　　 Several trappers wanted to rush over to stop Hu Xing'er, but they were stopped by Yang Zhong's murderous aura. They knew that as long as they acted rashly, the sword in that person's hand would definitely violently kill.

　　 Although these hunters are all infamous warriors, they can still feel the powerful combat power in Yang Zhong, so for a while, no matter what Fan San said, they dare not act rashly.

　　 "Pop! Papa!" Yang Zhong stepped towards Fan San. When Fan San was about to support him, he slammed Mingyue into Fan San's palm, and the painful Fan San screamed like a pig.

　　 "You probably don't know who I am!" Fan San gritted his teeth and twisted his neck and glared at Yang Zhong. His teeth were bloodshot, and he seemed to be hurt.

　　 "I care about who you are, even if the king of the sky provokes me to Yang Zhong's head, I want him to die!" Yang Zhong said, pulling out Mingyue, and Fan San killed a pig like a pig. The call was even more violent, so that the dozen or so arresters did not respond to help.

　　In the face of people like Yang Zhong who are like killing gods, these people had no choice but to confess. Those who catch fast will bully and bully honest people. When they really meet people like Yang Zhong, they will all immediately Impotence usually loses temper.

　　 "Okay, Yang Zhong, I, Fan San, remember every word you said today. Today, you insert a hand in me, and tomorrow I will chop off one of your legs. I will do what I say!" Fan San gritted his teeth. He didn't mean to beg for mercy. It seemed that he was different from these soft guys. What's more important was that he had a backstage. He was usually domineering, and he never expected to hit Yang Zhong's gun.

　　"Really, how about I chop off your leg first!" Yang Zhong said a white pike flashed past, and had already chopped off Fan San's left leg.

　　 "Ah!" A howl of hysterical shock shocked everyone, and the people watching the theater on the street closed the windows and dared not look at it again.

　　 "Yang Zhong, I'm going to kill you! Kill you bastard!" Fan San roared and hammered the ground. Now that he has lost a leg, he is in pain, and he doesn't even have the strength to stand up. Take the hard rock on the ground to breathe.

　　 Yang Zhong looked funny and angry. The funny thing was that Fan San made him ignorant of the current affairs. What was so angry was that Fan San actually said that he would cut off one of his legs. This is absolute for Yang Zhong Things that cannot be tolerated, he doesn't like being threatened by others, absolutely not!

　　 "Then I'll kill you first, lest you can't fulfill your promises, and you'll be short-sighted." Yang Zhong's eyes were cold, and Mingyue was about to cut at Fan San's head.

　　Cut the grass without removing the roots and the spring breeze will regenerate. This Fan San seems to have some background, at least it is also the leader of this group of fast-catching.

　　 At this moment, a strong breaking sound came.

　　 "唰!"

　　……

　　The painful Fan San suddenly showed a look of joy on his face, trembling and shouting, "Fan Jian! Fan Jian! It's fine when you come, hahaha!..."

　　 Fan San suddenly laughed when he saw the person coming. It seemed that a very powerful rescuer had come and couldn't help himself.

　　 He broke a leg and laughed, "Bah!" Yang Zhong spit on Fan Sanyi's face, and then turned his head to look at the person.

　　 I saw a handsome boy in white frowning and looking at him. Strangely, he was holding a sword in his left hand.

　　 "What a strong breath!" Yang Zhong was shocked. This man named Fan Jian was not as strong as some teachers in the academy, and Yang Zhong couldn't even see the other's cultivation base. Look. I really met a ruthless character.

　　"Are you really going to commit a cheap and nosy?" Yang Zhong glanced at the boy in white. Although the opponent is strong, he is not afraid. If the brave wins on a narrow road, fear has already lost half. This is not Yang. Heavy style.

　　 "I don't kill nameless people, but report their names." Fan Jian said in a very graceful way, which was a bit unexpected by Yang Zhong.

　　 "His name is Yang Zhong, Fan Jian, what are you doing in a daze? Didn't you say that your left-handed swordsmanship is alone in Kuncheng? Why don't you do it!" Fan San kept yelling there.

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　 Yang Zhong and Fan Jian uttered these two words almost in unison. After speaking, they looked at each other in surprise at the same time, but Yang Zhong was quicker and kicked Fan San's lower body sideways. , The pain was so painful that this kid didn't even have the strength to call, but one could imagine that it really felt like death.

　　 But Fan Jian is even more ruthless~IndoMTL.com~ I saw the white clothes move. He has returned to where he stood, and it looks like he didn't move at all.

　　 "What a quick sword!" Yang Zhong had sharp eyes and was the only person on the court who saw Fan Jian's shot.

　　 A slightly surprised look flashed in Fan Jian's eyes, and then he nodded to Yang in a kindly manner.

　　 Yang Zhong looked sideways at Fan San under him. He had been killed by the opponent with a sword, but no blood was visible.

　　Because his sword is so fast, even blood does not flow out at this time.

　　"Catch the head, Fan catch the head!" Seeing Fan San's head drooping, he rushed over to look at the unusual catch. This look was so frightened that he shook Fan San's shoulder but turned His head was shook down, and even the hunters were shocked.

　　 It is said that Fan Jian's sword is as fast as lightning, but it was the first time I saw it today, and it was true.

　　 "Go, go."

　　 "If you die, you will die. Leave it alone."

　　 This group of arrests seemed to have seen two demons. You pushed me and I pushed you and fled the scene.

　　 A blast of cold wind blew, rolling up countless red leaves and flying ash, only Yang Zhong and Fan Jian were separated by three meters from each other. You look at me, I look at you, and those who don’t know thought they were two The spark of love has been wiped out, but it is actually a prelude to the preparation.

　　Fan San is a head-catcher after all, so he can't die like this for no reason, otherwise no one will be able to make a difference, so Fan Jian must take down Yang Zhong to make a deal.

　　 At the same time, Yang Zhong is not easy to provoke. He has been in the Wu Lian Pagoda for several months after practicing the martial arts art. Although Fan Jian's sword is fast enough, how can Yang Zhong be able to catch it!