Assassination?

Speaking of this, Zhang Fan is definitely the originator in this world.

Are you trying to assassinate me? Zhang Fan had a sneer on his face, feeling the fluctuating energy getting stronger and stronger, but he still didn't make the slightest move, waiting, waiting for the best opportunity to come.

"It's a pity, kid, but who told you to offend our Martial Alliance?"

It was a man's voice, with a hint of fluctuation and a hint of regret. A spear quietly appeared in his hand. As the energy flowed, it stabbed directly towards Zhang Fan's body.

"That's it now!" Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and the purple light instantly became dazzling. The sword beside him was instantly unsheathed, with a chilling aura, and suddenly erupted with cunning power.

It swept directly towards the man.

The man was shocked. Zhang Fan's sudden attack was obviously prepared. Otherwise, he would never have launched such a powerful attack at the most critical moment and in an extreme time. What does this mean? It means that he had already opened his mouth.

Fan discovered it!

But how is it possible? No matter how vigilant a young man is, it is difficult to detect the movements around him.

He really couldn't believe it, but what was in front of him? That fierce attack was groundless?

In the flash of lightning, the force in the man's body suddenly rioted, and a dazzling light was transmitted with a harsh friction sound.

"Bump!" Between the huge energy fluctuations, two figures rushed out, and the bed suddenly collapsed.

In the courtyard, Zhang Fan was still wearing a white robe, but now it was all wrinkled, and he looked at the man in black across from him with a pair of burning eyes.

There was a scarf hanging on the man's face, and his appearance could not be seen clearly, but his eyes revealed the slightest bit of shock. He had never been in contact with the boy, and now he discovered that this boy was really different and very powerful.

Taking a deep breath, the man's right hand spread out, and a brilliant white light appeared.

"Lance." Zhang Fan's eyes showed a hint of surprise. The weapon soul and gun soul should be considered very powerful existences, right?

With his eyes fluctuating, Zhang Fan glanced at the spear in the man's hand. When he clenched it with his left hand, the spear instantly exuded a powerful aura that had been dormant for a long time.

Zhang Fan's expression became tense, and he smelled a hint of danger on the man's body.

Holding the sword tightly in his hand, the purple light in his body began to stir again.

"Young man, you're very good, but it's a pity that I can't keep you." The man roared, his body glowed with light, and he sprinted towards Zhang Fan.

The sharp light instantly covered all Zhang Fan's escape routes.

At this time, Zhang Fan felt that his breathing began to become suppressed. Unwilling to be lonely, the cyclone in his body was flowing rapidly, not retreating but advancing, and his body rushed forward.

There was a loud noise, and Zhang Fan's body exploded out. His face was full of shock. At this time, he felt some numbness in his right hand, and the Zixia Kung Fu in his body trembled even more.

"I heard that you performed well in the Martial Arts Hall and challenged you to a higher level? Haha, interesting? Let me see how you are today." The man sneered, and his body suddenly rushed up again. In the dark night, the light flashed, and countless gun shadows appeared.

With a fierce aura, he rolled towards Zhang Fan again.

A look of surprise appeared again, and the huge pressure made his breathing become more suppressed.

Purple light began to beat in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand cut through the sky with a sound of piercing the air. Countless sword lights fell, as bright and dazzling as meteors falling in the sky.

"bump!"

The harsh sound sounded again, Zhang Fan groaned, and felt a huge force erupting from the opponent's gun.

Zhang Fan's body flew backwards again, purple light flowed, and he stabilized his figure, with a look of horror in his eyes. Is this the gap between the two? If it weren't for Xuanyuan, he would definitely be dead at this time.

His right hand trembled slightly, his eyes flashed sharply, suppressing the urge not to use the Xuanyuan Sword, Zhang Fan raised the sword and charged forward again. He, Zhang Fan, has never been afraid. If his temper comes out, he will stand until the last moment.

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Crazy sword intent emerged from Zhang Fan's body. He stepped forward and rushed forward again. Even if there were many obstacles in front of him, they could not stop him from moving forward.

The man was a little surprised. Zhang Fan's attacks became more and more sharp now. The crazy fighting spirit shocked him a little. If Zhang Fan didn't die today, his achievements would be absolutely extraordinary.

A look of regret surfaced again, but he had a mission, and Zhang Fan had to die! And he moved even faster. According to his understanding, Feng Batian was not a simple person. In front of Feng Batian, he was probably just like him and now.

Zhang Fan is average, and the gap is obvious.

The man's body retreated, and the light on his body fluctuated even more greatly. When he turned the spear in his right hand, a spiral force shot out of his sleeve in an instant.

"Thrust!"

The man's indifferent voice came out instantly. He raised his right hand, and a terrifying energy riot broke out. It was huge and powerful, and it instantly stabbed Zhang Fan's body.

Feeling the huge pressure, the purple light on Zhang Fan's body became more intense, and a bright light burst out from his eyes. What if they faced each other head on? Zhang Fan had no regrets even if he died.

The figure became illusory, and the long sword in his hand buzzed, making a harsh sound through the air, mixed with Zhang Fan's loud shout.

"Dance to kill!"

The fourth move of Yun Luo's sword technique consumes a lot of energy. He usually doesn't use it, but now that he has used it, so what if the loss is high? He still has the same idea, even if he fights, he must fight to the end.

, we must fight until we are exhausted!

Who can compete with me when the dance comes out?

Under the gorgeous sword shadow, Zhang Fan's body was completely wrapped in purple light.

"Buzz!"

The unique sharpness of the dance suddenly appeared, and countless sword shadows seemed to be dancing, instantly joining together, as if the heavenly sword had descended, and the terrifying chilling aura instantly spread out.

The man was a little shocked. What kind of skill was this? He had been overestimating Zhang Fan's strength, but now it seemed that he had underestimated it. This attack was enough to compare with someone who had just entered the martial arts level.

The dazzling gun light instantly merged with the dance killing.

The harsh sound filled the air again, and the energy fluctuations turned into ripples that rippled around. The two abilities lasted for about five seconds before dissipating.

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and looked a little shocked. What kind of strength did the man he faced fall to the ground have? He could tell that the opponent was definitely attacking casually, but this casual attack was comparable to his strongest attack!

His heart was trembling, and the purple light on his body was still flowing. He held it with his left hand and looked at the man intently, still without the slightest fear.

The man was really shocked at this time. This young man turned out to be so extraordinary. Under such pressure, I am afraid that others would have tried every means to escape. But what about the young man in front of him? He actually saw it in the other person's eyes.

No more fear.

He never thought about Zhang Fan's stupidity. It was an amazing and inspiring spirit!

If it weren't for the confrontation between the two, he really couldn't bear to kill this young man. He even had a little expectation to see how the young man would perform in the future. Maybe Zhang Fan would be a popular figure in the mainland in the future.

With the mission in hand, he had to feel sorry for Zhang Fan again, and secretly sighed. He would kill Zhang Fan with this move, otherwise if time dragged on, it would be detrimental to him.

The energy in his body started to stir up. Looking at the young man galloping up again, the gun in his hand trembled again.

"Phantom Gun!"

As the man finished speaking, the gun shadow appeared again. This time the gun shadow was several levels higher than the last time. The light was scorching and the sharp aura rippled towards the surroundings.

The trees were cut down one after another.

Zhang Fan felt the terrifying pressure and drank out. The energy from the fourth level instantly gathered and he slashed towards the man with the sword in his hand.

The two energies came into contact again, and the harsh friction sound reappeared. Zhang Fan's attack instantly collapsed, and the remaining force instantly wrapped around Zhang Fan's body.

Zhang Fan groaned, his body flew backwards, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned pale. After falling heavily to the ground, he couldn't help spitting out the blood in his mouth again.

Looking at Zhang Fan who fell to the ground, the man's eyes showed a hint of unbearable. At this time, Zhang Fan must have suffered a lot of serious injuries. If he had repaired it, he would definitely be here.

While thinking about it, the spear in the man's hand began to wave again, and a whistling sound sounded. The man's spear was directed towards Zhang Fan's body again. With just one click, Zhang Fan's name was finally taken away from him.

"don't want!"

At that moment, a girl's figure rushed out quickly with a nice, trembling voice. Then, the man saw a little girl standing directly in front of Zhang Fan.

The man was shocked. It was impossible to retract the attack. He could only watch the gun light burst out and pierce the girl's body.

The man closed his eyes. Doesn't this hurt the innocent for him?

Ouyang Xian'er hugged Zhang Fan tightly, looked at the oncoming attack, looked at Zhang Fan again, tears fell down her fair cheeks.

"Master, Xian'er will no longer be able to protect you properly from now on."

Although Zhang Fan's body was greatly affected by the impact on the bed, his mind was still fluctuating. After hearing Ouyang Xian'er's words, a trace of pain appeared on his pale face. He wanted to stretch out his hand to block him.

Ouyang Xian'er pushed away, but at this time he couldn't generate any strength at all.

The inner pain filled Zhang Fan's heart with trembling.

Ouyang Xian'er looked at the pain on Zhang Fan's face, thinking that Zhang Fan had been attacked, so her tears flowed faster. She raised her head and looked at the man, and a bright purple light suddenly appeared on her body, but Ouyang Xian'er's body
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