The masters' fights were all in the blink of an eye. Ouyang Yi, who had one arm missing, quickly retreated with horror.

Chen Fan did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but thought it was a pity that he could not kill this guy with one knife, but Ouyang Yi was almost useless to be able to cut off his hand.

He looked at the only six remaining warriors again. If these people came one by one, it would be really not enough for him to kill them, but it would be difficult for him to wipe them out together.

Seeing Chen Fan taking out a knife strangely, the tall and middle-aged man looked at each other's eyes and could see the shock and fear from each other's eyes. If this trick was used on himself, could he avoid it?

I don’t know if it was shocked by Chen Fan’s strange methods or if the leader Ouyang Yi was severely injured, but a brief treatment finally occurred in the field.

Chen Fan raised his cold face and stared at the remaining warriors coldly. He did not expect that Ouyang Yi would have this trick. He took advantage of the opportunity of gathering warriors and encouraged so many warriors to attack him. Now he truly understood the meaning of the saying "benevolence to the enemy is cruel to himself". People's hearts are unpredictable! Greed and anger will make people crazy!

"Continue to go, don't give him a chance to breathe!" Someone who shouted, and the few who could still fight immediately used the knife to call Chen Fan.

Chen Fan had a cold face. He watched the tall middle-aged man approaching again. Behind him, the man who was born with a vulgar appearance led the two junior warriors and followed him to take action from behind.

Under the worried eyes of Avril and Wuyin, Chen Fan, who was still standing tall, looked as quiet as a pool of stagnant water. He held two knives in his hand, but instead of retreating, he ran over and rushed over.

The war in the field started again, and the handover of the blade made a pleasant sound.

In a series of battles, Chen Fan fought eleven people alone, killed four people and injured two people, and finally began to show fatigue. After a lot of real energy consumption, he had slow reactions many times. After several stabs, the blood on his body became even stronger. At this time, he almost became a blood man, with the blood on his clothes shining scarlet, just like a walking zombie on the street.

If he hadn't happened to break through the eighth level of Qi training, he would have fallen now. However, the remaining two high-level warriors and four junior warriors did not stop and continued to launch a storm-like offensive without reservation, and actually planned to use the number to drag Chen Fan to death!

"Uncle Se, Bao Ping, he is almost out of reach!" After the tall middle-aged man succeeded, he clearly felt that Chen Fan had begun to take advantage of the weakness and immediately reminded him.

Hearing this, a junior warrior was eager to kill the enemy under the knife, and wanted to attack him while Chen Fan was desperate to deal with the two intermediate warriors.

Faced with the increasingly fierce offensive, Chen Fan showed a hint of emotion, a hint of sneer, and his increasingly fierce fighting spirit completely aroused his blood.

He swung his half-meter sword in his right hand quickly, blocking all the dazzling blades. The Park Dao, who had a great sharp edge with his right hand, finally found an opportunity. He quickly retracted and flirted with a junior warrior who had just approached, with extremely fierce force.

The junior warrior's face changed drastically when he saw the sudden attack. Under his powerful attack, he could not have expected that the other party would dare to pull his hands back. He quickly withdrew the blade that was about to be cut and protected in front of him. At the same time, he began to sneer in his heart. It was not that he was not afraid of death, but that he would not have any trouble at all, because as long as the other party had a knife to protect his body, the next two intermediate warriors would find a chance to break through and take ruthless action. At that time, the young man would definitely die!

In battle, the most taboo thing is to attack rashly regardless of the back.

Looking at the other party's smug face, Chen Fan did not sneer in his heart, but was full of disdain, staring at him like he was watching a dead person.

The next voice completely broke the primary expectations.

With a crisp collision, Chen Fan's hand, which seemed to be powerful, actually cut off the sword that was sure to win at the junior warrior.

Immediately afterwards, a head flew up again.

Another corpse fell down...

However, the battle did not end because someone was injured or died again, but instead became more and more tragic.

The strongest warrior Se, the strongest warrior in the field, also seized this opportunity. The cold front in his hand, which was not eye-catching but hard, slashed Chen Fan's head extremely arrogantly.

Just when others thought Chen Fan was on the verge of death, Chen Fan's body turned slightly cleverly, and a cold light almost scratched his nose. A large piece of the clothes in front of his chest were cut off, revealing his strong muscles.

After Chen Fan flashed, he tapped the ground with his toes and took advantage of the situation to float out of the battle.

Seeing Chen Fan floating in the distance, Uncle Se said in surprise: "You...how did you see me slashing on the back?! Did you have eyes behind you?!"

Chen Fan didn't say anything. He was panting at the right time. The knife just now consumed a lot of his true energy. At this time, the true energy in his body had almost been exhausted, and the space ring in his hand slowly flowed out of spiritual energy, constantly filling the gap in his body.

But the inhalation is much smaller than the expenditure, so the amount of spiritual herbs is still too small!

"Uncle Se, this kid is exhausted. As long as we can hold on for a while, he will be dead!" The tall middle-aged man was also full of fear, but after seeing Chen Fan constantly gasping, he knew that as long as he continued to surround and kill, they could exhaust the young man to death.

A junior warrior suddenly spoke, "Old Gao, Uncle Se... I'll see we go..."

"What?! Do you want to lose all your efforts?! So many brothers have died, can you just let it go?!" The tall middle-aged man suddenly glared at him.

After fierce fighting, the only three junior warriors left were scared. There were only five of them in a group of eleven people, and one of them was injured in the abdomen. Although it was not fatal, the blood was constantly flowing, and everything was thanks to the blood all over his body!

But this is not what makes them scared. What they are afraid of is that every time they think that the next moment when this young man is about to be killed, he will avoid the fatal blow with his incredible body skills. What level of warrior is he?!

None of the eleven warriors could kill a young man, and six were destroyed!

What is this concept?

The smaller the number of them at this time, the pressure on the other party will gradually decrease. Only the five people here are left. Can they kill the other party? Although the young man standing there seems to have already penetrated his strength, his body is still standing upright like a javelin. Where can I take advantage of the situation to fall?

Just because the five of them want to kill each other, this joke is simply a fantasy!

The injured junior warrior said, "I quit! I don't want to die!"

"You!" said the tall man angrily.

"We also quit." Hearing someone quit, the two junior warriors next to him who had already developed the desire to quit looked at each other and also spoke at the same time.

"You guys, okay! Humph, do you want to leave? But the other party will never let you leave." The tall man looked at Chen Fan's gloomy face and sneered: "If you want to survive, you must kill him!"

The tall man pointed at Chen Fan, his fingers trembling slightly. He also wanted to leave, but when he saw the young man's cold face, he knew that the other party would never let him, the ruthless intermediate warrior, instead of choosing to escape, why not seek life in the death?

The three junior warriors looked up, but were stared at Chen Fan with cold eyes with great murderous intentions and felt creepy, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

However, no one noticed that Uncle Se, who was slightly behind, looked a little abnormal. He twisted from time to time, and his eyes slowly turned scarlet...

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