Chapter 287

Luo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, then Fu Lingjian tilted fiercely, and then exerted himself.

This sword directly cut off Ma San's index finger. No matter how hard the cuticle on his body was, it was as soft as tofu in front of Luo Chen.

"Ah!"

Ma San's action stopped abruptly. He couldn't help crying. The gushing blood made him stunned for a moment.

Luo Chen dodged to the side of Ma San, then raised a foot, directly kicked Ma San and kicked him out.

"Don't spill blood on me. It's dirty."

Luo Chen shook off the blood on the Fu spirit sword and said with a disgusted voice.

"Ah! My fingers! You cut off my finger! "

Ma San covered his left hand and roared in his mouth.

"I want your life! I want you dead! You die! "

Looking at the roaring horse three, Luo Chen smiled and said slowly.

"What you said is interesting, but I don't want to hear it."

After that, Luo Chen didn't continue to attack. He wanted to see what interesting things Ma San didn't use.

"Then I'll kill you myself!"

Ma San roared, released his aura, stopped the gushing blood, and looked at Luo Chen gnashing his teeth.

"I like to watch others brag and get beaten in the face."

Luo Chen stretched out his left index finger and hooked it towards Ma San, and then his face was full of hindsight.

"Oh, I forgot you don't have this finger... Really, I was negligent."

"Dare you mock me? Die! "

Ma San didn't know where to draw out a broad backed broadsword, which was wearing iron rings one by one, and it rattled when he moved.

"Ouch? It's OK. I'm not stupid enough to know how to use weapons. It's not easy. "

Luo Chen's mouth was slightly hooked, then put on a posture, looked at Ma San and said.

"Come on, let me see what kind of strength you have, but seriously, I'm still disappointed in you."

"Cut the crap!"

With a roar, Ma San finally couldn't bear it. He rushed towards Luo Chen, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and split towards Luo Chen's face door from top to bottom. It seems that he wants to directly divide Luo Chen into two.

Luo Chen didn't wait for Ma San's attack in situ, but rushed forward a few steps and met Ma San. The Fu Ling sword in his hand cleaved from bottom to top towards the big knife.

When!

A crisp sound came out, and the weapons in their hands collided with each other. The huge force shocked the three palms of the horse slightly numb, and the big knife almost came out.

"You give me... Die!"

Ma San gritted his teeth and pressed the knife down.

"Sorry, my life is not over. I can't die for the time being."

Luo Chen's mouth was slightly hooked, and he didn't see how much strength he exerted, but Ma San couldn't press it down.

"Then I'll help you in advance!"

Ma San snorted coldly and gnashed his teeth. Now he almost hates Luo Chen. He not only ridicules him in words, but also makes him lack a finger. It's unforgivable!

"Forget it, let me help you."

Luo Chen shook his head and said aloud. Then he made a fierce effort on his arm and lifted Ma San's big knife bit by bit.

"What?"

Ma San's face was a little shocked. He didn't have an advantage from bottom to top. Why would Luo Chen be so relaxed?

For no reason, Luo Chen's strength is much stronger than him. He can't compete at all, but Ma San hasn't realized it in order to live.

Now in Ma San's heart, the desire to live is far more than his inner fear.

"I don't believe... I can't kill you today!"

Ma San clenched his teeth and said, his arms muscles bulged, his face veins burst, and the blood vessels on his forehead seemed to burst.

"Then I'll let you believe that my favorite thing is to reason with others, but my reason... Has always been the sword in my hand!"

With these words, the sword in Luo Chen's hand was lifted again, and then he fiercely raised his foot and kicked it on Ma San's stomach.

Unprepared Ma San was kicked, and he staggered back a few steps. He didn't expect Luo Chen to suddenly raise his foot and kick him.

"Didn't you say... You want to reason with me?"

Ma San looked at Luo Chen in shock. There was only one meaning in his eyes, that is, you shameless man!

"Yes, reasonable?"

Luo Chen nodded. He didn't seem to realize what Ma San wanted to say.

"Didn't you also say that your reason is the sword in your hand?"

Ma San gnashed his teeth again and stared at Luo Chen with gloomy eyes.

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

Luo Chen nodded again and said aloud.

"Then why did you kick me?"

With a low roar, Ma San seemed to want to express his dissatisfaction in this way.

"Don't you know that war is never tired of fraud?"

Luo Chen smiled at Ma San and said.

"Besides, I didn't use my sword, but I didn't want to reason with you. Don't you understand? Are you out of your mind and haven't reacted for a while? "

"Shameless man, I'll kill you now!"

Ma San roared and waved his big knife to chop at Luo Chen again.

He knew Luo Chen was strong, but in order to survive, he felt he had to fight hard, otherwise he would have no chance at all.

"Who does the shameless say?"

Luo Chen raised his sword to meet the attack, and asked in his mouth.

"Shameless people say you!"

Ma San didn't react and subconsciously replied.

"Admit it."

Luo Chen promised.

While talking, the weapons in their hands collided again, but this time, Ma San didn't choose to wrestle with Luo Chen, but kept waving his big knife, trying to find the flaw in Luo Chen, and then kill Luo Chen with one blow.

But is Luo Chen so easily defeated? The Fuling sword in his hand kept flashing cold light, and Ma San's every attack was blocked by his incomparable accuracy.

Even sometimes, Luo Chen can predict Ma San's attack.

Dangdang!

The weapons in their hands kept colliding, making a crisp sound.

Soon, Ma San found that the big knife in his hand was full of cracks.

"This... How is this possible? My broadsword is a five grade weapon. How can it crack so easily?"

Thinking in his heart, the action on his hand slowed Luo Chen by one minute.

"Hey! Distracted? "

Luo Chen whispered and waved the Fu Ling sword fiercely in his hand. Then Ma San felt the cold light in front of his left eye, and then it was dark.

"Ah! My eyes! "

Once again, Ma San knew that his eyes were cut by Luo Chen.

"Let you just want to poke my eyes."

Luo Chen sneered and said.