Jiang Bufan said coldly: "Don't worry, I will give it a try soon. I hope you will be reincarnated in the future and show your skills and stop provoking people you can't afford."
Ye Fan laughed dumbly and said: "The person you can't afford to offend? Are you talking about your father, the city lord of Maple Leaf City? Hehe, do you know that as long as this young master nods, he can immediately become the King of Side by Side, even your father has to
It's up to me to take care of it. Whose trick should you tell me to show off?"
Jiang Bufan said in a gloomy voice: "At this moment, you are actually thinking about the beautiful thing of becoming the King of Side by Side. I think you should go to hell and be your King of Ghosts!" Before he could finish speaking, he tapped his feet slightly on the ground.
Flying over Ye Fan, the soft sword in his hand was straightened by his heavenly power again, and he stabbed Ye Fan in the head.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, jumped into the air, and raised his sword upwards.
"when!"
The shadow of the sword dispersed.
Jiang Bufan's heart was in shock. He didn't expect that Ye Fan's swordsmanship was so exquisite. He was not tempted by his own false moves at all, and could break through his fatal move with one sword.
The sword light became more and more powerful.
While Jiang Bufan was drinking coldly, Ye Fan stood up and struck Jiang Bufan with one sword after another, like a continuous wave.
Jiang Bufan kept changing positions and changing various attack styles, but he was still unable to break into Ye Fan's continuous sword moves. However, he had rich experience in actual combat and knew that Ye Fan's injuries were much more serious than his.
I'm laughing secretly in my heart, I'll just keep going like this and see how long you can support it?
Thinking of this, he launched a series of offensives again.
But Jiang Bufan didn't think about Ye Fan's next attack. Not only did he not show signs of exhaustion, but each sword was sharper than the other, and each move was more domineering. The beating made Jiang Bufan complain incessantly, and he secretly regretted that he should not have come to stop him alone.
Kill Ye Fan.
Although his skill at the moment is better than that of Ye Fan, in terms of various body skills and moves, the two of them are only in the middle.
Under normal circumstances, with his superior skills, he could firmly suppress Ye Fan, but he had other thoughts in mind, and wanted to slowly wear Ye Fan to death. For a while,
Naturally, the previous indomitable momentum was gone.
Ye Fan, who had the upper hand in terms of momentum, gradually changed from bad to strong in this battle. He held on to Jiang Bufan tightly, forcing him to fight desperately with himself.
For a moment, one person's sword was flying in his hand, while the other person was spinning in the air, and both of them were locked in a fierce battle.
At this time, no matter who wants to retreat, under the influence of Qi, the opponent will take advantage of the situation and chase them to death, leaving no room for change.
After the two of them had lost hundreds of moves, blood oozed from everywhere on their bodies, and the battle became increasingly fierce.
Ye Fan is better because he is truly not afraid of death, while Jiang Bufan is better because he is brave and good at fighting.
In this case, whoever loses his temper first will die on the spot.
Jiang Bufan took advantage of the moment when the two swords were clashing and jumped up into the air with all his strength. He sneered in the air and said, "Chu! The blood on your body is almost gone. Let me see how long you can hold on!"
Although he was talking in his mouth, the soft sword in his hand was unambiguous, and Ye Fan's long sword was wrapped around him without going anywhere.
Ye Fan's sword tip shook, not only knocking away the opponent's soft sword, but also cutting into the opponent's neck. His sword skills made the gods and ghosts unpredictable and traceless. He laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, what's on this young master's body
Before the blood runs out, I’m afraid there won’t be much blood left on your body, Mr. Jiang.”
What Ye Fan said is right. Even if Ye Fan fights to the end and dies of exhaustion, Jiang Bufan will not be any better. He will not die of exhaustion but also of exhaustion.
ending.
Jiang Bufan pointed his sword at Ye Fan's long sword, and took advantage of the momentum to drift away. He sighed in his heart: "I am really careless. If I keep fighting with the opponent to the end without any other thoughts, I will definitely fight to the death."
The other party, but now it has ended up in this deadlock."
In desperation, he suddenly shouted: "Chu! There is no sworn hatred between us. We are just over a woman. There is no need to fight like this, right? This time, we will treat it as my fault.
Let’s stop and make peace!”
In fact, Ye Fan had already reached the end of his strength, but he was very determined, so he never showed any signs of strangeness. Hearing this, he sneered and said: "You, Mr. Jiang, will fight if you say you want to fight, and if you say you don't, you won't fight. Leave me alone."
Who do you think Fan is?"
Jiang Bufan said angrily: "If we continue to fight to the death like this, both sides will suffer. Let's do this. As long as Brother Ye stops, our Jiang Mansion will no longer participate in the siege. What do you think?"
When Ye Fan heard this, he was slightly startled, his offensive slowed down, and he said in a cold voice: "Are you saying this as a gentleman?"
"Of course, a gentleman's words are followed by a whip!" After saying the last word, Jiang Bufan quickly sheathed his sword and retreated until he was a hundred meters away from Ye Fan, then fell to the ground.
Ye Fan, however, stood still and slowly inserted the sword in his hand back into the pin.
Jiang Bufan stood a hundred meters away from Ye Fan. After looking at Ye Fan coldly for a while, he slowly put away the soft sword in his hand.
Ye Fan resisted the dizzy feeling in his head, swallowed the hot blood that was constantly surging in his throat, pretended to be nonchalant, and said with a calm smile: "Why, Mr. Jiang, you haven't had enough of it yet, do you still want to give Ye a few pointers?"
?”
Jiang Bufan sneered: "For such a lowly life like yours, how can I put myself in danger again? What's more, my target is An Mengqi, not you. As long as you stop looking for An Mengqi in the future, I will
I will definitely not cause trouble for you again."
Ye Fan frowned and said: "This is my private matter, so I don't need you, Mr. Jiang, to worry about it!"
Jiang Bufan sneered: "Ye, you don't know what is good and what is good. Do you know how many prominent people in the world covet An Mengqi's beauty? With your status, I advise you to die as soon as possible."
That's good, hum! Otherwise, you may die without even knowing how you died."
He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly turned back, looked at Ye Fan, and said doubtfully: "Even if you escaped the siege of Daojiabao and the siege of Jiang Mansion, how come you don't seem to be worried about Hei Feng at all?"
During the siege of the castle, you must know that not far ahead is the territory of Black Wind Castle?"
Ye Fan smiled and said: "If you don't tell the people in Daojiabao that I am here, I will tell you why I am not worried about the people in Black Wind Fort at all."
Jiang Bufan looked at him deeply, showed a sinister smile and said: "My surname is Ye! In the Great Xia Kingdom, people who offend me, Jiang Bufan, never end well. In this place, it is difficult for people from my Jiang Mansion to go out."
, However, I will go to Feige to send a message to Dao Qianqiu to see how far you can escape."
After a sneer, he ducked into the jungle and disappeared after a few flashes.