Chapter 881

Defeat or even kill Huashan master in one move?

This cow is too big!

When the words of the black prison were just said, the second generation of the rich people rolled their eyes. This tall man was silly, but he was definitely a master of boasting.

But with the cold smile on the black prison's face, their scalp tingled and their backs chilled, and no one dared to say anything.

"Arrogant man, you are dead today!" Fan Hao's face was black, like rain dripping. It could be seen that he was extremely angry. The arrogance of the black prison was a humiliation to him. Although he was of average level among the many disciples of Mount Hua, at least he was also an indoor disciple, which could not be compared with ordinary people.

Recently, after he became the guard of Ouyang family, he also met many people who coveted Ouyang family. As long as fan Hao showed his swordsmanship casually, those people all retreated in the face of difficulties.

So he may have been used to it. Just now, he showed a beautiful sword technique. After one move, the black prison teased him whether he was cutting firewood. After two moves, the black prison teased him about how much a string of candied haws was. Then the black prison arrogantly said that he could defeat or kill him with one move.

As a bloody Huashan disciple, fan Hao couldn't stand it anymore, so he was extremely angry and prepared to kill the black prison, not just an ordinary person. Even if there was something wrong, anyway, everything was borne by the Ouyang family.

Yes, in fan Hao's eyes, he is a Wulin person who can enjoy the Jianghu, while the black prison is just a arrogant ordinary person.

In the eyes of many people in Wulin, the world of Wulin is the world of Wulin, and the lives of ordinary people are like ants in their eyes.

"Go to hell!" After fan Hao scolded, his wrist turned over, and several sword flowers shrouded in the black prison.

The black prison did not answer, and his right foot suddenly stepped on the hard marble floor of the villa hall, which was dented by one foot, and cracks like spider webs spread around at a rapid speed with the sole of his foot as the center.

At this moment, the black prison in the eyes of everyone seemed to be a fierce beast.

"Whoosh!"

The black prison rushed out of the shrouded circle of the sword flower, and then soared into the air and split a leg like lightning. This move is very common. People in the Wulin generally call for force to split Huashan and directly blast fan Hao's head.

Heaven and earth conscience, the black prison has no special intention at the moment, it's just to split a leg. Whether others understand it as splitting Huashan, he can't manage that much.

"Unbridled... Keng!" Fan Hao saw that his sword flower failed, and the other party showed a move to split Huashan. As a disciple of Huashan sect, he was simply mad.

However, the foot of the black prison in front of him will fall on his head. If his head is split, he will be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

So fan Hao's sword blocked, with a clang, but the green steel sword broke at the sound.

Of course, Qinggang sword can only be regarded as an ordinary sword in the Wulin, but even the most ordinary sword is also made of Qinggang, OK.

I didn't expect to be cut down by this guy, but he broke in response. The strength of the other party is indeed evident.

"Rub it!"

Fan Hao, who broke his sword, took three steps back. The black prison did not pursue after landing. He stood there, feeling as stable as Mount Tai, and returned to a simple smile on his face.

The meaning of this smile seems to tell the public that what I just said is right. I just used a trick!

The childe of the three rich families was crazy. The swordsmanship of the Huashan disciples had reached the level of perfection. How was it that the black guy broke the sword with one foot.

With a clang, when the sword broke, the three super CHILDES, with a clang in their hearts, seemed to have cracks in their confidence.

This black guy is so powerful as a subordinate of that little driver. Isn't that little driver's skill even more rebellious.

At this time, they seemed to understand why the whole underworld in Changshi couldn't kill this little driver, and also understand why Ximen bull issued a killing order for a rich family.

People in the Wulin compete in martial arts. If even their weapons are interrupted, they will indeed lose.

But how could fan Hao easily admit defeat? He stood there, his face changed several times, then shouted, took his palm as a sword, and attacked several moves in one breath, all of which were killing moves.

The black prison just dodged at the critical moment.

Fan Hao thought that the broken sword just now was just his carelessness, as if he had regained his confidence.

"Boss?" The black prison shouted, as if asking for instructions.

"Give him a lesson." Chu River said faintly.

The next second, even if the black prison came a move to split Huashan, as fast as lightning.

"You..." fan Hao is also about to collapse. NIMA's, how can you chop our magnificent Huashan casually.

Fan Hao tried to block with both hands, but the speed of the other party was too fast for him to block. So when the foot of the black prison hit the head, he flashed slightly and flashed over the head.

"Ah!" Fan Hao screamed.

Because the foot of the black prison hit his shoulder, his shoulder hurt and hung down. It seemed that it would be too difficult for a while.

Until now, he admitted that he was really not the opponent of this tall black guy.

This black guy should have strength and speed. Although he doesn't know much about moves, he seems to only be able to chop Huashan when attacking.

But sometimes one move is enough!

"Fan Hao, right? Go back and tell Yue Bufan, an old man, that I'll go to Huashan to have a drink when I'm free, so that his daughter can dress up better." Chu Jiang looked at the injured fan Hao and smiled. It seemed that his old friend was leaving. He was telling something.

"Do you know... My martial uncle?" Fan Hao was surprised and asked.

"It's also known. He once brought his little daughter to the army, and we had a duel..." Chu Jiang paused here, as if he didn't want to say the outcome of the duel, so he returned to the topic of women. "At that time, Yue Shanshan seemed to be only eighteen or nine years old, budding, and now is she a beauty?"

Fan Hao saw Chu Jiang's obscene appearance, snorted coldly, and then strode away.

"Don't worry, I'll tell Yue Bufan about your guarding the yard at Ouyang's house. He broke the door rules and must be punished." When fan Hao walked to the door, Chu Jiang's voice rang out again. His body and mind trembled, staggered, and almost fell.

Nima's, who is this man? He even knows the door rules of Huashan.

Fan Hao has been practicing for ten years. He did come down the mountain to practice, but there is a rule in Huashan that he can be a Xia in the Jianghu, but he can't be a caretaker.

Guarding the house is the business of the security company or some non authentic sects, such as shadowless gate; How can we Huashan indoor disciples do such a thing.

Fan Hao staggered and left quickly with a gloomy face, not even saying goodbye to Ouyang Zhenhua.