Chapter 58

The day passed quickly. At this time, Zhang Fan understood that what he said was not in vain, because several people were crazy attacking, including the fat man with the least courage. On him, Zhang Fan saw a trace of perseverance.

At night, a few people roasted some of the Warcraft bodies they killed. Although they were a little bad, they could satisfy their hunger.

"This hunting action is OK." after Zhang Fan had enough, he looked at several people and said indifferently.

At that moment, their bodies seemed to become straight, as if Zhang Fan's words made them proud, including the fat man. However, when the fat man straightened up, his round stomach became more prominent, which seemed a little funny, but no one laughed at the fat man, Because fat men are also excellent in hunting. The defense characteristics of martial spirit help them block the great attack.

"When you go back to college tomorrow, you should have a good rest. You can't pull down a point in your cultivation. You should also have the hand of natural retribution. Don't be timid or coward. Let his strength be low. If you have perseverance, you should accept it. Natural retribution doesn't value strength. It's the essence of strength. No matter how strong it is, if the essence is poor, it's also a piece of loose sand. I want to let no one shake the name of natural retribution. I'm sorry Zhang Fan's face was covered with indifference and said, "besides, Tianqian is a team, and the people who unite are brothers. I would like to ask what is a brother "

Zhang Fan's cold eyes scanned the audience and saw that no one answered. He hummed coldly:" a brother is someone who can leave his back to others. A brother is someone who shares happiness and difficulties. A brother is someone who sees his own people being hurt. Even if he is a senior, he will never die. "

several people's bodies vibrate again At the same time, Zhang Fan took a deep breath as if he was suppressing something.

"Well, now you have a good rest, I watch the night," Zhang Fan said faintly, purple awn flow, the body soared up, fell on a branch, perception in that moment again open, closed his eyes to practice.

Seeing Zhang Fan's hand, several people were surprised again. Zhang Fan's body just made him feel light. When they flew up, they had an illusion that Zhang Fan's victory had reached the realm of King Wu

but they soon gave up this idea. I'm afraid that the realm of King Wu, the fourth level master of the other side, will become light and easy, but Zhang Fan is against the fourth level master Stage Warcraft also showed some difficulty, but the perfect hunting art still deeply shocked them.

The next day, a few people opened their eyes, the first time is to look up toward the fork, but found that there is no Zhang Fan's figure, first a Leng, also at this time, the footsteps sounded, at the same time, found that Zhang Fan with a robe made some fruit came.

At this time, they thought of Zhang Fan's words.

After eating the fruit, Zhang Fan spread out his right hand, a crystal appeared in his hand and said: "I met a Warcraft"

the fat man took it quickly with a bright eye. Then he said with a smile, "go back, distribute it"

"let's go back." Zhang Fan breathed and took several people to go back.

A few people also followed up after watching.

On the way back, I still encounter some Warcraft. Every time I encounter two or three levels, several people witness Zhang Fan's hunting art again, which is absolutely a visual enjoyment.

Some time before the exit, they suddenly stopped and a small team blocked their way.

It's not someone else. It's the vertical and horizontal team that asked Zhang Fan and others for help.

"Boy, I've been waiting for you for a long time." the man who took the lead, with a long knife in his hand, looked at Zhang Fan and others with a sneer.

"Really"

Zhang Fan smiles, his face is extremely relaxed, without the slightest timidity and fear, and says: "what do you want to do"

"waste you" the man's mouth slightly tilts, and a sneer appears on his face. At the moment of words falling, the momentum of great martial arts master level flows out, and his eyes become colder and colder.

But at this time, the man's face suddenly showed the color of surprise, only a few faces without the slightest fear, coldly looking at him.

"I'm not afraid of the rules," he said. "It's better for you two to understand the rules quickly."

"Just you"

a voice of disdain emerged from Zhang Fan's face.

His eyes narrowed slightly. Zhang Fan was provoking him. He was a little angry in the moment. It seemed that he hadn't met anyone who openly provoked him for a long time.

the long sword buzzed down on his palm. His left hand spread out, and the light rose. A spirit emerged. It was a long sword.

It seems that the other side is also a high-level martial spirit. But he has seen many high-level martial spirits in the martial arts hall. Is he afraid? Even if you are still a top-level martial spirit, Zhang Fan is not afraid at all.

Your edge can compete with Xuanyuan, the corners of your mouth are slightly warped, and the color of disdain on Zhang Fan's face is deeper."Looking for death" man drinks a low, left hand instant hold up, the body's actually like the wind in general, skyrocketing, black hair floating between, the hands of the long knife sway, drink a low, the body toward Zhang Fan's sprint.

Feel each other's violent energy, Zhang Fan's Zixia skill in his body also instantly turns.

"Kai"

the harsh sound of friction sounded, and no one saw Zhang Fan's action, but the long sword fell into Zhang Fan's hands. Looking at the man who came up, he stepped on the maze step and directly met him, without fear on his face.

The king of martial arts level master he has also fought, the man's body pressure relative than actually laughed a lot.

When the man saw that Zhang Fan was fearless, he gave a cold snort, and the other side didn't even need the spirit of martial arts. Was he proud or had full confidence in his own strength

he didn't understand that this was better to pick out his anger, but after the anger, the other side would meet him with a crazy blow.

"Touch"

at the moment of contact, Zhang Fan clearly felt a terrible force coming from his opponent's knife, his face changed slightly, and the six layers of Zixia skill was restless.

The piercing sound rippled all around at the moment of contact.

Zhang Fan's body retreated in an instant, but at the moment of pause, his body rose again to meet the difficulties. Although the strength of the great martial arts master level was strong, it still could not stop his steps

"broken sword" Zhang Fan gave a low drink, and a dazzling golden light broke out in his hand, with a strange force transmitted instantly.

At the moment of contact, the man's face suddenly changed. When the strange force swept up, his right hand seemed to be pricked by a needle. He almost had the idea of letting go, but he bit his teeth and still insisted. If he lost his long knife, he would lose all his people, and it was not only his people, but also the people in the vertical and horizontal teams Throw it out. After all, he's the vice captain of the vertical and horizontal team.

Just think about it, the vice captain of the vertical and horizontal team, don't let a newcomer lose his weapon. Even if he defeats the opponent, he still has no face.

See the man tightly grip, eyes can not help showing a trace of surprise, but then sneer.

"Imperial sword"

the quiet low drink rings out. At the moment when the sword in Zhang Fan's hand vibrates, Wu Shun's sword shadow sweeps away again with arrogance.

"Crazy cut" in the man's eyes a little surprised, did not expect that the other party should be so strange, no wonder so proud, sneer, the hand of the knife suddenly also coruscate a virtual shadow, welcome up.

Crazy chop, yellow level medium skill, can make the weapon in hand burst out multiple attacks in an instant. It can be said that men's skill and Zhang Fan's imperial sword have the same beauty, but the speed is slower.

But because there is a certain distance, so reflected, there is not much change.

Men disdain, really disdain, the strength of the other side is strange, but still too weak.

Zhang Fan's mouth slightly tilted, his forward body suddenly stopped, and his right hand turned.

"Hum." The quivering sound of the sword body rings. When the sword is suspended, the right hand adds a clap, and the sword rushes up. At the same time, Zhang Fan's perception also covers it. Through this, he can control it.

This is also the essence of the imperial sword, because the real characteristics of the imperial sword can only be reflected in the sixth floor.

Zhang Fan remembers what his master said. Every move of Yunluo sword has a terrible killing move. The moves change and the level is uneven. When you reach the point where you can't understand each other, it's also the time when Yunluo sword is successful.

And he has seen his master kill people with the method of imperial sword, which is the horror of imperial sword.

"Touch" the man saw Zhang Fan actually gave up the sword, laughed, sneer more deeply up, in the hands of the long to with terrible force directly swept up.

The harsh sound of friction rings out again, and the sword is instantly patted away. Looking at Zhang Fan who is close at hand, he laughs and says: "the new man is the new man". At the moment when the words fall, the long sword has rolled in the direction of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan stood there motionless with a sneer on his face.

"This boy was scared silly," the people of the vertical and horizontal team laughed at the same time.

But at this time, everyone was stunned, only to see that the sword which was patted by the man's long knife flew across a beautiful arc, and rushed up again in an instant, very fast.

"Buzz" tremble between, first man step, meet up.

"The man turned around and felt a sharp change in his face.