Dong Qinghu didn't know when a soft sword like a snake appeared in his hand. He shook his hand casually, and the soft sword was like a poisonous snake spitting a message, and stabbed Wang Fan crazily.
There is no terrifying energy, nor is there the mountain-like violence of opening and closing, but only endless femininity.
But it was this kind of femininity that gave Wang Fan a feeling like needles piercing his back.
Wang Fan had already been on guard against Dong Qinghu. Even if Dong Qinghu was surprised, Wang Fan would have reacted immediately.
Without any hesitation, he moved his body, drew out his shadow knife, and faced Dong Qinghu.
If it were normal times, facing a master like Dong Qinghu, Wang Fan would never pull out the Shadow Sword immediately. He would only use the Shadow Sword as his trump card.
But now, with Lu Xiaoai and her daughter standing next to him, he can neither retreat nor hide, he can only fight.
jingle.
The swords collided with each other, making a loud noise and sparks flying.
Wang Fan used his shadow sword to block Dong Qinghu's soft sword, and was planning to bully him and launch a counterattack.
But Dong Qinghu smiled mysteriously, and the soft sword actually wrapped around Wang Fan's shadow sword. At the same time, the sword tip circled around and stabbed Wang Fan's chest with an incredible momentum.
Wang Fan's expression changed drastically. He did not expect Dong Qinghu to be so insidious and have such methods.
He did not dare to neglect, grabbed the shadow knife and pulled it back hard, and then started to retreat.
It's just that it's a step slower.
prick.
The tip of Dong Qinghu's sword, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, had already scratched against Wang Fan's chest, raising a stream of blood mist.
Dong Qinghu wounded Wang Fan with a sword, his confidence increased greatly, and his fighting spirit instantly rose to the extreme, "You are worthy of being Young Master Wang, and he is indeed worthy of his reputation."
His voice was still soft, but there was a fierce killing intent in his eyes.
If Wang Fan only had this strength, then Wang Fan could die today.
This Xue family is the burial place of Wang Fan.
He originally thought that Wang Fan still had the strength to fight, but not that
He is so easy to kill, and even if he really fights, he may be killed by Wang Fan.
But after this blow, he realized that he was wrong.
Wang Fan is just a paper tiger, not worth mentioning.
Wang Fan looked at his blood-stained chest, feeling the burning sting, and his face also turned cold, "Dong Qinghu, if I remember this sword, I will definitely make you repay it a hundred times."
Wang Fan said, rolled up Lu Xiaoai and her daughter and pulled them back, then raised the shadow knife and killed Dong Qinghu directly.
He could feel that Dong Qinghu was not very powerful, but his methods were hard to guard against.
With his peak innate strength and his unexpected and insidious methods, it is normal for Wang Fan to suffer losses.
The sword was drawn out, setting off a shocking sword light, and rolled towards Dong Qinghu crazily.
The murderous mania.
An evil smile appeared on the corner of Dong Qinghu's mouth. Without any retreat, he directly faced him with his sword.
After his soft sword once again entangled Wang Fan's shadow sword, he loosened his hand and let go of the soft sword. His figure was like a telegraph pole that was suddenly cut off, and he fell straight down, with his body almost parallel to the ground.
At the same time, he formed fists with both hands and unleashed an endless killing force, blasting towards Wang Fan.
Fast, almost to the extreme.
Everything happens in the light of electric flint.
Wang Fan's scalp was numb. He had never heard of such a method.
If ordinary people used this method, Wang Fan would not take it seriously at all, and his strength would be enough to crush him. But the opponent was Dong Qinghu.
If a strong man at the peak of his innate ability suddenly resorts to such unexpected means, no matter how experienced he is in combat, he will probably fail.
Wang Fan's first reaction was to retreat, but he quickly suppressed his thoughts.
He tapped the ground with his toes, raising his figure abruptly, and then the Shadow Blade shook the soft sword out and stabbed Dong Qinghu below.
Dong Qinghu felt this scene and felt shocked in his heart.
He did not expect that Wang Fan would react so quickly.
In his calculation, Wang Fan should retreat, and then he should continue to follow up the attack. After all, as soon as Wang Fan retreats, the initiative completely falls into his hands, Dong Qinghu.
But the sudden height of Wang Fan's figure directly caused his thoughts to fail, and even the stabbing of the shadow knife put him in danger.
Dong Qinghu's expression changed. The moment the shadow knife was about to stab him, his figure twisted like an incredible snake, and the shadow knife grazed his body and stabbed him, directly nailing it into the ground.
Dong Qinghu took advantage of this moment, his hands were afraid of the ground, and while his body suddenly jumped forward, his legs swept towards Wang Fan's waist like thunder.
A cold light flashed in Wang Fan's eyes. This time, he did not continue to dodge. The energy in his body filled his waist, and the innate energy lingered on his body. Then he drew out the shadow knife and continued to stab back.
Fight for injury with injury, fight for life with life.
Dong Qinghu's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Wang Fan would use this kind of attack that would hurt the enemy by one thousand and damage himself by eight hundred.
Is Wang Fan crazy?
Wang Fan chose to exchange injuries for injuries, but he did not have that much courage, so he could only grit his teeth and withdraw his offensive, and began to dodge.
laugh.
However, even though he was fast, the shadow knife still left a blood mark on his body, and bright red blood spurted out.
"Dong Qinghu, I have killed more than one genius of the Wrath Fist Sect. Although I don't know which genius you are, but since you provoke me, Wang Fan, then don't blame me, Wang Fan, for being rude."
Wang Fan shouted coldly, without saying any nonsense, he ducked and rushed forward crazily.
The shadow knife set off a shocking killing force and rolled towards Dong Qinghu desperately.
> Wang Fan no longer wanted to waste time, he was afraid that Li Tianying would bring someone over.
If he were alone, it might not matter, but there were Lu Xiaoai, mother and daughter beside him, so he had to consider it.
Moreover, Dong Qinghu's attacks were a little weird and hard to guard against, and Wang Fan didn't want to give Dong Qinghu a chance to take the lead.
So he has to take the initiative to attack.
Facing Wang Fan's crazy attack, Dong Qinghu showed no fear at all. He moved his hand towards the distance.
The soft sword that was shaking in the distance flew into Dong Qinghu's hand as if it was induced.
Then, Dong Qinghu shook the soft sword and stirred up Wang Fan's shadow sword.
The clanging sound resounded loudly, and the sword energy and sword light overflowed.
Not long after, Wang Fan's body was scratched with countless bloody wounds by the soft sword, leaving him covered with scars.
Dong Qinghu didn't feel well either, and he also had a lot of stab wounds on his body, but compared to Wang Fan, his injuries were much lighter.
Looking at this scene, Lu Xiaoai's heart lifted.
No matter how stupid she is, she can still see that the situation is not good for Wang Fan.
Li Taizhao's eyes were shocked, and hope emerged in his heart. Could it be that Dong Qinghu could really kill Wang Fan?
If that's the case, his Daowu Sect will really lose a powerful enemy, and it won't be long before he can enter the capital again.
Dong Qinghu looked at the knife wound on Wang Fan's body, and his confidence increased greatly, "Wang Fan, you killed countless talented people of my Wrath Fist Sect, and also destroyed the Ouyan family, and everyone was able to kill them. Today, I, Dong Qinghu, will
We must eliminate harm to the ancient martial arts world."
This sinister villain finally expressed his truest voice at this moment.
"Oh, really, then it depends on whether you, Dong Qinghu, have this ability." Wang Fan also smiled disdainfully and slashed out with another knife.
Dong Qinghu felt this ordinary sword blow and sneered inwardly, but the next second, his expression changed.
This chapter has been completed!