Chapter 331

Ning fan mouth a Yang, way: "Han Feng, it seems that this time you can't complete the task."

Zheng!

A clear sound, but just like a thunder in Han Feng's heart, he was frightened to find that the sword of love, which had been with him for many years, had been broken!

The sword made by Jiangang was broken by two hands. It was divided into two parts.

Just at this time, Ning fan already ready to burst out, like thunder, stab, a palm hit out, according to Han Feng's chest.

Han Feng's eyes burst out. It felt like a dragon had penetrated into his body and quickly destroyed his eight channels,

He snorted bitterly, quickly stepped back, hit a tree trunk, puffed out blood.

He quickly gathered his energy to suppress the dragon in the meridians, which made him look a little better.

"Who on earth are you?" Han Feng gasps and raises his head. He stares at Ning fan in horror. With such strength, we should not be nobody.

Ning fan shook his head and said, "now it seems that you can't do the job. Since the old Buddha is so" caring "for me, do I have to pay back and show my heart?"

Then, step by step to Han Feng.

Han Feng held the tree trunk firmly and asked, "how do you want to deal with me?"

"It's not polite to come but not go. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth." Ning fan a rub step to Han Feng body, to his hands to grasp.

Han Feng is awe inspiring, the half knife in the hand splits out.

Ding!

A flash of cold light, a crisp sound.

Then, blood spatter, a complete arm fell to the ground.

Han Feng snorted, his teeth clenched, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His eyes looked at each other with resentment, Jian Chi.

Sword crazy unexpectedly preempted, a sword block in broken knife, another sword directly cut off Han Feng's arm. This move is fierce and fast, even Ning fan did not expect, his attack suddenly stopped.

Han Feng is also a man of great perseverance. After being hit so hard, he didn't scream, but his face gradually turned pale and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

He quickly nodded on his arm and temporarily sealed his blood with Qi.

Jian Chi's face was cold and said, "this is a lesson to you for being rude."

Ning fan is shocked. This chick is really cruel. She doesn't procrastinate at all. This is really what we have to do, and we can do it when we find the right opportunity.

"You're tough." Han Feng under the foot of a flash, almost fell, gnashing his teeth said.

Sword Chi coldly smile, a turn back a few steps.

Li pojun and Dong Xuan look at the sword mania in a complicated way. She's really unpredictable. If you offend her, you should be careful when you go to bed. Maybe she'll steal a sword and die.

At this point, they both look at Ning fan. The relationship between Ning fan and Jian Chi is not harmonious. Maybe Jian Chi will go crazy to make a sword, and Ning fan will be in danger.

Ning fan naturally didn't have to worry about this. He glanced at Jian Chi lightly and said to Han Feng, "I was going to break your five limbs, but since Jian Chi broke your arm, I won't do it any more. You go back and tell your master that if you want to keep pestering me, I won't visit them next time."

"Although you hurt me, it doesn't mean you can walk across the capital. The water in Ning's home is deeper than you think." Han Feng said.

Ning fan calmly smile, asked: "the depth of the water, do not try how to know?"

"I don't know what to do." With that, Han Feng picked up the broken arm and knife on the ground and went to the Volkswagen.

"Ning fan, you just let him go?" Asked the swordsman.

"Kill if you want." Ning Fan said nothing.

Jian Chi snorted coldly: "he didn't come to kill me. Why should I do it for you? Hum

Ning fan doesn't kill Han Feng for nothing. He believes that henceforth, Han Feng will not have much fighting power, and he needs the other party to go back and tell those people personally, so that they can understand his strength. Otherwise, he will fall into endless retaliation, which he doesn't want to see.

Besides, he can't really break into the Ning family without going to the last step. After all, the power of his family is still very strong. He doesn't know whether the other party has more powerful killing moves.

Han Feng, hearing Jian Chi's words, turns his head and looks at her. He imprints his face on his heart. If they fight, he is confident to defeat Jian Chi, but she takes advantage of the danger and makes him suffer.

But thinking of Ning fan's original intention of "eye for an eye" and breaking his five limbs, he felt a chill in his heart. Now his situation is much better than breaking his five limbs. Strictly speaking, he seems to want to thank Jianchi for his sword.

Han Feng shakes his head, abandons these messy ideas, and immediately goes back to report this important discovery - ning fan is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Watching the Volkswagen go away, Ning fan clapped his hands and said, "let's go. We've solved a small problem. We need to go back and have a good sleep. We'll have enough spirit for tomorrow's action."

He took the lead in getting on the bus. The others looked at each other and got on the bus, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, which seemed to indicate the fierce battle just now.

Ning yexue is waiting for Han Feng to return. She dreams of watching Ning fan begging under the overpass. Then she can ridicule him mercilessly and do her worst.

She couldn't help laughing at the thought of happiness.

"Miss, the Buddha told you to come over." The servant rushed over and yelled, with a look of horror on his face.

Ning yexue looked at her in disgust and said, "what are you doing in a hurry? No rules. "

The servant lowered her head and kept silent. She was frightened by the gloomy face of the Buddha and the scene in the room.

Ning yexue reprimanded, the evil spirit in the heart subsided slightly, became excited, she knew that it must be Han Feng back.

"Ha ha, Han Feng is a cold dog. He is quick in handling affairs. No wonder old Buddha values him so much. I can't wait to see that wretched bastard

She jumped up from the sofa like a stimulant and ran to the Buddhist hall like a gust of wind.

"Grandma, I'm coming. What's Ning fan like? I'm going to see what he's become. " Ning yexue just arrived at the door and yelled, excited.

"What are you doing?" The old Buddha murmured.

"Eh!" Ning yexue suddenly listens to the sound and chokes like eating a cockroach. As soon as her front foot enters the door, she smells a pungent smell of blood. Subconsciously, she frowns and covers her nose and mouth with her hands.

She waved in disgust, muttered, looked at it intently, screamed involuntarily, and stepped back a few steps.

She stares at Han Feng standing next to the old Buddha in horror. He holds the broken arm with the only one left. The bloody fracture looks like the ferocious mouth of a wild animal. There is still blood on the wound of the broken arm. It drops down on the floor. It sounds like a devil knocking at the door.