Wang Fan didn't know that Mo Longtou had a conspiracy, and that his coming to save Mu Qianxin turned out to be a trap.
After he chopped down seven or eight people, he put his left foot on, suddenly raised his right leg, and swept forward in a semicircle.
Bang bang bang bang.
Seven or eight more people were instantly hit by Wang Fan's toes and fell out screaming.
Large amounts of blood spurted out from their mouths, their faces turned pale, and they could no longer get up after falling to the ground.
In just a few breaths, dozens of swordsmen fell to the ground, leaving less than twenty people standing.
It can also be said that out of the hundreds of elites in the manor, including gunners, gunners, and snipers, only these less than twenty are left.
The rest of the people either died tragically or were seriously injured.
The scene was so bloody and shocking that it was simply unbelievable. ??
Wang Fan, covered in blood, stood in the courtyard, holding a knife in one hand and facing the remaining nearly twenty people.
With one person, he completely crushed them.
They were all breathing rapidly, staring at Wang Fan with shock on their faces, and even the hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble.
They are not people who have never seen the world, nor are they people who have not experienced fighting. In fact, each of their hands is stained with countless blood.
But now, in front of Wang Fan, they felt like young children who had not grown up. The killing scenes they had experienced before seemed like they were just playing house.
horrible!
It's really terrible!
What exactly did Wang Fan go through to develop such a skill?
Before meeting Wang Fan, they thought they were a nobody, but now that they saw Wang Fan, they realized that they were nothing more than a fart.
"You all come together, don't waste time, I'll deal with you first, and then I'll deal with the others."
Wang Fan looked at the nearly twenty people coldly and spoke coldly.
That expression of indifference was like facing a swarm of ants. It felt as if he had first
Taking action would be a shame to him.
"kill!"
"kill him!"
"Our people will be here soon. He won't be able to hold on for long! We can only survive if we fight hard. Otherwise, if our momentum weakens, we will die!"
When the nearly twenty people heard Wang Fan's words, they were stunned for a moment, and then immediately started to drink with wide grins.
They roared and screamed, clutching the steel knives in their hands, and rushed towards Wang Fan crazily, making a final counterattack!
"No matter if your momentum is weak or not, you are destined to die." Wang Fan sneered and faced him bravely.
But he had just knocked the three of them away, and his expression couldn't help but change.
Because his mental power had swept over Mu Qianxin, who was staying in a room at this time.
The room environment was good, but Mu Qianxin was tied up. Her hands and feet were tied, making her unable to move and have no freedom.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Wang Fan also noticed that two young men were running quickly towards the room where Mu Qianxin was. They had obviously realized that Wang Fan was here to save people.
After noticing this scene, Wang Fan had no intention of wasting time here, so he directly grabbed the shadow knife and slashed it out.
Chichi.
With a few sounds, more than a dozen swordsmen were chopped to the ground in an instant, blood spurted out from their bodies, and their flesh and blood were blurred.
Wang Fan jumped up and struck another blow with his backhand. When all the remaining people were knocked over, he also ran frantically towards the room where Mu Qianxin was.
He could detect that the strength of the two young men was in the middle stage of Xiantian, and they were very powerful.
Under such circumstances, Wang Fan would never allow Mu Qianxin to fall into their hands. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Wang Fan to save people.
If ordinary people could control Mu Qianxin, Wang Fan would still be able to save him, but if Mu Qianxin was controlled by the Xiantian mid-stage, he would be helpless.
It was absolutely impossible for him to save Mu Qianxin from the opponent without even reacting in the middle stage of Xiantian.
The two people seemed to have noticed Wang Fan's arrival, and their speed became very fast, racing against time.
They were about a hundred meters away from Mu Qianxin's room, but Wang Fan was a full five hundred meters away from Mu Qianxin's room.
Although the distance of five hundred meters is only a matter of breath for Wang Fan, the distance of more than one hundred meters is also a matter of breath for the two innate middle-level ones.
Wang Fan quickly rushed outside Mu Qianxin's room. At this time, the two Xiantian mid-termers had already arrived in front of the door one step ahead. One of them raised his leg and planned to break in.
Wang Fan was furious, "Stop!"
He roared angrily and struck out with the shadow knife in his hand like crazy.
The murderous intent is fierce!
The two Xiantian mid-termers felt Wang Fan's attack and their faces trembled. One of them suddenly turned back to face Wang Fan's knife, while the other broke through the door and rushed in without even looking back.
With a scoff, at the same time that a mid-level Xiantian was split in half by Wang Fan's shadow knife, another person had already rushed into the room.
Wang Fan's expression changed drastically!
He kicked the innate middle-class man who was killed away with one kick, and then followed him.
At this time, the opponent had already rushed in front of Mu Qianxin, and raised his hand to strike at Mu Qianxin's head.
"How dare you!" Wang Fan's scalp almost exploded, and the Shadow Sword took advantage of the situation and struck out crazily again.
The mid-level Xiantian seemed to be afraid of being killed by Wang Fan, so he retracted his slapping hand in an instant, then tapped the ground with his toes and dodged to the side.
But no matter how fast he dodged, he was still hit by the shadow knife, a blood mist spurted out, and the whole person was cut in half at the waist.
> The bright red blood filled the room, indescribably bright and gorgeous.
"Qianxin." Wang Fan looked at Mu Qianxin. As soon as he said these two words, he noticed something was wrong with Mu Qianxin's eyes, and she was shaking her head crazily at him.
Wang Fan's expression changed, and his mental energy was instantly swept over Mu Qianxin. This sweep didn't matter, as the next moment, his scalp started to feel numb.
Mu Qianxin actually had a bomb installed on her body, and it was the kind of bomb that could be controlled remotely.
Oh my god!
Wang Fan immediately realized that this was a game.
It was obvious that someone wanted to use Mu Qianxin to deal with him and set up a trap to catch a turtle in a jar.
Only then did he have the energy to think about why the people in the manor were shouting so fiercely, but in fact, no one had entered the manor again until now.
Not only that, but when the alarm sounded, the hundreds of people who were training not only did not stay in the manor to set up an ambush, but actually left the manor as soon as possible.
Obviously, the one hundred people left in the manor were real cannon fodder, just used to confuse Wang Fan.
As for the two mid-level Xiantian, they were trying to attract Wang Fan's attention.
If they hadn't attracted Wang Fan's attention, I'm afraid Wang Fan would have noticed the bomb on Mu Qianxin without getting close to her.
Wang Fan was furious when he thought of this.
The other party's scheming was really too deep, and he was taking every step step by step, and every step was calculated.
But at this time, Wang Fan couldn't retreat or leave. Mu Qianxin was right in front of him. How could he just watch Mu Qianxin in trouble and not save him?
In that case, he might not even be at peace if he survives.
The thoughts in his mind flashed away, and the next second, Wang Fan rushed towards Mu Qianxin without hesitation.
Mu Qianxin stared at Wang Fan, shook his head wildly, and burst into tears...