Chapter 654

"Here you are? No Ning fan was surprised for fear that she would commit suicide again.

Sword crazy mouth squeeze out a lonely smile, said: "I will not commit suicide."

Ning fan gave the sword back to her with half faith. Jian Chi left Ning fan's arms and walked to Huang Fengtu step by step.

"Old man, you raised me for 20 years. It turned out that all this was for today. You instilled hatred into me since I was a child, just to kill my own father. You are so cruel." Sword crazy gnash teeth, coldly said.

Huang Fengtu shivered involuntarily, but he raised his face and said, "Jian Chi, your father Ling Tian took everything from me. Isn't he cruel? He's a thousand times more ruthless than me. I'm not so ruthless. "

"Huang Fengtu, up to now, you are still stubborn. You caused everything. If you don't plan a rebellion, will others die? Will so many things happen in Jianzong? " The sword God could not help scolding.

Huang Fengtu just wanted to open his mouth to explain, but the sword maniac had already come to him and said, "it's an indisputable fact that you have raised me for 20 years and passed on my martial arts skills, so I won't kill you, but the death penalty can be avoided and the living sin can't escape."

The voice fell, two swords, two blood flowers blooming on his thigh, Huang Fengtu cold sweat dripping, cried out.

Now, Huang Fengtu's shoulders are pierced by the sword spirit, his thighs are pierced by the sword mania, and his abdomen is nailed by the unknown sword, so he is scarred.

Huang Fengtu's eyes were full of crazy hatred. He roared hysterically: "sword maniac, you are also ungrateful."

Jian Chi turned a deaf ear and put away his sword. He turned around and left without looking back and said, "Huang Fengtu, I'm clear with you. We don't owe anyone."

Jian Er looked at Huang Fengtu, who was still arrogant, and said, "Miss, you are too kind. This dog thief should be killed."

Jian Chi doesn't care, but goes straight to Ning fan and stands still.

"Ha ha, you want to kill me, come on! Ling Tian, you don't want your apprentice to kill me. Do you want to do it yourself? Come on. Hum, but I see you are dying. You must have seen the Lord of hell before me. " Huang Fengtu shouts arrogantly.

The sword God breathed a long breath, but he didn't stand up after all. This time, his injury was too serious to start again.

The two brothers of the sword were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to rush up and kill Huang Fengtu. However, due to the master's order, they could only be indifferent and could only watch Huang Fengtu's arrogant scolding.

Bang!

Ning fan came out, a foot on the ground, hit a dull sound. As he walked along, he sneered and said, "Huang Fengtu, people don't kill you because they are kind, but you don't know how to be grateful. It's a waste of food for you to stay in the world. Today I'm going to ask you to settle the accounts between us. "

Huang Fengtu listened to the dull footsteps and Ning fan's cold and murderous words. His heart could not help shaking. He finally knew that he was afraid. He might not be afraid of the sword God, but for Ning fan, the nemesis, he really had a chill from the bottom of his heart.

"Ning fan, this is Jianzong. How can you be a stranger?" Huang Fengtu scolded calmly.

Ning fan gave a cold smile and said no.

Huang Fengtu yelled at the sword God again: "Lingtian, this is Jianzong. Are you going to let an outsider bully you? You are ashamed of the ancestors of Jianzong. "

The sword God looks at Ning fan's back and doesn't answer. It seems that he acquiesces in Ning fan's action.

Huang Fengtu's fear gradually grew. He smelled the smell of death. Death came to him and waved to him.

Huang Fengtu doesn't want to die, otherwise he won't linger for decades. He finds that he is really dying today, and he begins to panic.

"Huang Fengtu, you are also worthy of the ancestors of the sword sect. If they had known you, they would have broken you to pieces." Ning Fan said with disdain.

"Ning fan, don't come here, don't go!" Huang Fengtu began to struggle, but he couldn't get rid of the shackles of the unknown sword. The more he struggled, more and more blood would flow out of the wound and drop to the ground.

"Huang Fengtu, you've tried to kill me again and again. This time, I'll settle this account with you. If you want to kill me, I'll kill you. It's human nature, so you are not wronged for your death. You are to blame. "

Ning fan holds the handle of the unknown sword. In a flash, the red light of the unknown sword is more and more powerful, and it sets off with the red blood, which is dazzling.

Hiss.

The temperature of nameless sword is very high, which directly evaporates the blood into wisps of red smoke.

Whizz!

Ning fan takes back the unknown sword, and Huang Fengtu is free again. Regardless of the pain all over, he wants to run away with his toes on the cliff.

He knew that he had no chance to live under Ning fan's sword when he was seriously injured. He had to fight to escape, I'm afraid he would have a chance of life.

However, Ning fan has already made up his mind to kill him. How can he watch him escape?

Ning fan is like a shadow. Huang Fengtu can't avoid Ning fan at all.

The unknown sword broke through the air and drove straight in.

Poof!

A bunch of blood, Huang Fengtu's body a stiff, stopped the momentum of escape, throat issued a painful scream, and then suddenly stopped.

A red and gorgeous tip of the sword comes out from the center of Huang Fengtu's forehead. A drop of blood drops along the tip of the sword, splashing a huge blood on the ground. The blood is scattered, just like Huang Fengtu's life. His life is also dissipated in the moment when the blood is blooming.

Huang Fengtu is dead!

Huang Fengtu died under Ning fan's nameless sword.

He repeatedly calculated Ning fan, but did not expect that he eventually died in the hands of the other party, which may be a typical representative of digging his own grave and taking the blame by himself.

Huang Fengtu stares at his big eyes, but his pupils are already dilated, so he can't close his eyes.

Ning fan draws back the unknown sword, Huang Fengtu falls on the ground, and the blood on his forehead flows out and spreads all over the ground.

He declared the end of this evil.

Ning fan turned back to Jianchi, and everyone looked at him in a complicated mood. There was a faint appreciation in Jianshen's eyes.

"Your name is Ning fan?" The sword God asked.

Ning fan arched his hand and said, "yes."

The sword God nodded and said, "your martial arts are very special."

Ning fan's heart moved. He didn't know whether he was referring to the technique of using the sword to defend the sword or the skill of "the formula of heaven and earth". However, the sword God didn't say much, so he couldn't ask more.

Even if the sword God saw the mystery of "Qian Kun Jue", he would not covet this set of skills with his innate strength.

Jian ER and his four brothers also looked at Ning fan. They had a fight with him just now, mistaking him for the enemy. Now they found that all these were misunderstandings, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassed.