Zheng!
An almost imperceptible abnormal sound suddenly rang out, Ning fan's ear slightly moved, heart health warning sign.
Whoosh!
A sword light flashed, just fell in the position that Ning fan just stood.
"Sword maniac, long time no see." Ning fan's heart moved and immediately called out. He was too familiar with the sword light. If it had not been for the river, the sword maniac would not have escaped.
"Ning fan, it seems that you really think your life is too long." Jian Chi came out of the darkness, and his cold face was filled with resentment and disdain.
Ning fan snorted softly and said, "I haven't lived enough. How can I live long?"
"Ning fan, do you think you can walk away when you come here today?"
"You call this place a dragon's den. I think that's all. It's nothing unusual." Ning fan looked around, looking at those people who fell to the ground and wailed, jokingly said.
Jian Chi moved with his eyes and angrily scolded: "a group of useless guys."
"Sword maniac, don't just remember to talk about others, don't you jump into the river? And it's a stinking river. You're worse than them. " Ning fan is deliberately angry with her.
"You..." Jian Chi was speechless. The scene of humiliation flashed through her mind, and her blood gushed up. It was the pain and shame of her life.
"Ning fan, today I want a snow front shame, sacrifice my sword with your blood." Sword Chi chide a, whoosh, sword light spin, she stood up a jump, straight to the path of Ning fan.
The sword is sharp and fierce.
Ning fan felt cold all over and was covered by the sword light.
"Well, her swordsmanship is quite advanced. It's incredible."
Ning fan trembled all over his body, his muscles and bones were singing together, his pores were closed, and his hair was erect. With a deep roar, he was full of momentum.
Bang!
With a push of his legs, he rose to the ground and broke through the cover of the sword light. At the same time, he was high and down, like wind and electricity, and his huge palm was in the air, and the wind was roaring.
Zheng!
The sword was bent by a blow, and its vitality surged along the body of the sword to Jianchi.
The sword maniac's face suddenly changed and shook with the situation.
Hum!
The sword trembled rapidly and rebounded abruptly. With this force, she leaped back.
"It's the momentum again." Sword crazy indignant and afraid to say.
Ning fan mouth a Yang, jokingly said: "sword crazy, you can only escape this move?"
Sword maniac's face is red, his chest is up and down, and the towering mountains are eye-catching.
Ning fan couldn't help but look at it more, tut tut exclaimed: "sword maniac, if you only see your sword, so tricky and fierce, you think you are a ferocious old man, who would think you are a charming woman. Oh, no, how can you be so charming? If you can also be called jiaodidi, there will be no woman in the world who is not jiaodidi. "
Jian Chi's face turned from red to white. He said angrily, "Ning fan, you talk so much nonsense. If you have seed, you'll fight again."
"Well, it's boring to fight with a man who can only hide." Ning fan shakes his head and says in disappointment.
"Sword maniac, step back."
Suddenly, a voice came from the back of the living room. Although the voice was not big, it reached everyone's heart.
Ning fan's heart trembles, and the right Lord comes. The so-called "listening to the sound and distinguishing the Lord" means that the voice can reach this state, which means that it is not a general person.
Ning fan raised careful, whole body vitality infuses, ready to fight at any time.
Looking through the dark hall, Ning fan saw a bead curtain, and the sound came from behind.
"It's mysterious. Huang Fengtu really likes to hide his head and show his tail."
Although Jian Chi was not willing, he bowed slightly towards the bead curtain and stepped aside respectfully. Other escorts also respectfully retreated to the outside of the hall, staring at Ning fan.
"Mr. Ning, our master is in love." Housekeeper came out from the hall, calm, toward ningfan made an invitation gesture.
Ning fan's eyes are awe inspiring. He can't figure out what kind of medicine Huang Fengtu is selling in the gourd. He calls his own door. He is so polite.
"If there is any abnormality, there will be demons. I must be careful, but I can't lose my momentum."
Ning fan held his head high and stepped into the hall to observe the bead curtain more closely. If he had not just heard a voice coming from behind, he would not have noticed someone behind the curtain, which means that the other side's skill of concealing body shape and momentum is excellent.
Huang Fengtu, observing Ning fan through the Pearl curtain, can't help but praise himself: "there is brilliance in it, but it's not exposed. He has achieved the utmost in his introverted Kung Fu, which really has a kind of natural charm. No wonder Jianchi and Erye are planted in his hands."
"This kind of young hero will become a hero in time, but he has been against me many times, but I can't let him go. He is destined to be a short-lived hero."
"It's just a pity that I wanted to teach Ning fan a little lesson with the help of Yama, but I didn't want Yama to be so useless. Not only did I not complete the task, but I was also killed by Ning fan." Huang Feng feels a little sorry.
"Ning fan's courage is really amazing. He dares to enter my garden alone. It's never happened before. It seems that those who don't know are not afraid. I've been absent from the world for so many years that these younger generations forget my means."
Huang Fengtu made fun of himself and sighed.
"Huang Fengtu, what kind of hero is he? Why don't you come out and see me? " Ning fan made provocative remarks.
"Presumptuous." The sword madman was drinking angrily, and the light of the sword was flickering. It seemed that he might draw his sword at any time.
Ning fan took a provocative look at Jian Chi and said, "if you want to start, just come up."
"You..." Jian Chi was angry. She took a look at the bead curtain and saw that Huang Fengtu didn't show it. She only stamped her foot with hatred to relieve her anger.
"Jian Chi, your cultivation of Qi is still not as good as Ning fan." Huang Fengtu shakes his head secretly. The sword maniac he has cultivated for many years is not as good as this hairy boy who comes from nowhere.
"Old man, I..."
"Well, after today, everything will be improved by leaps and bounds."
"Ning fan, today is my first time to see you with my own eyes. To tell you the truth, you really give me an amazing feeling. I'm curious who can teach you such a person."
Ning fan really didn't know the meaning of the other party's words. With a pick on her eyebrows, she said, "if my mother hears your praise like this, she will be happy."
"Oh, it seems your mother is no ordinary person." Huang Fengtu asserted.
"This time you're out of sight. My mother is an ordinary village girl."
"Really?" Huang Fengtu was surprised, "that's also an extraordinary village girl. Ning fan, I'm also very curious. Who did you learn kung fu from? "
Ning fan's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that his greatest reliance was "the secret of heaven and earth", which was snatched back by his dead father.