Chapter 559

"Help me -" the driver of the black car stuck his head out of the door and half of his body in the car. His body is dripping with blood. There is a pool of blood on the ground. What part should be injured.

He shouted and waved to the general for help.

Only the fisherman Fang Yan will take care of the four drivers. Fang Yan and the fisherman are fighting. It is impossible to distract and save him. He can only hope on his heart.

He just looked at Fang Yan with dull eyes and didn't notice the look and cry of the driver for help.

Will heart is not the first time to see Fang Yan hand, but again by his kungfu to conquer.

Just now, her body was held up by a stream of gas. What happened when she was a few meters away when she reacted?

Fang Yan jumps so high, like a bird, and flies into the air. What's the matter?

What's more - you can make a big hole in the roof with one hand. Is that magic?

Fang Yan claps thirty-eight palms in a row, because his movements are too fast, so he will only see his heart clap one palm.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the truth is that Fang Yan took a slap and the roof fell into the car.

She knew that when Fang Yan and the fisherman were fighting each other, it was the best time for her to leave.

However, will heart but did not leave.

She knows Fang Yan is very fierce, but what if Fang Yan can't beat the old man fisherman wearing sunglasses?

People say that the IQ of a woman in love is zero. This sentence is particularly suitable for the one who loves her.

Because love, so worry about more.

When Fang Yan's Tornado storm blew out, the fisherman knew that the boy's strength was amazing.

It's the power of nature, it's the power of irresistible. No matter it's blocking or dismantling, the only way is to choose to escape.

As soon as he shook his wrist, the silk thread in front of the fishing rod flew towards the nearby tree.

The silk thread twined on the tree trunk, and he seemed to let out the Spider-Man's flying silk.

Yes, the fisherman with the fishing rod is really like the superhero made in Hollywood: Spiderman!

The fisherman's feet were in the air, and his whole body was pulled by the silk thread and hung on the trunk.

The trunk creaks and looks like it could break at any time.

Fang Yan looked at the fisherman and said, "I'm very happy to be praised by the fisherman. Otherwise, let's not fight and kill. How good is it to find a place to drink tea and have a chat? "

The fisherman sneered and said, "if you are fat, you will catch your breath.". This is just the beginning. I can't even warm up, so I want to run away. "

"I don't want to run away. I'm afraid I'll hurt you." Fang Yan looks like I'm thinking of you. "It's just a little bit of strength. Even one tenth of mine is not enough. You're always praising me. It's not only the tiger, but also the hero, who has no dog and grandson."

"I didn't say that the hero, who has no dog and grandson, is the hero, who has the youth --"

"but you show this meaning. It's amazing for you to prove that your strength is far inferior to mine - you can't beat me anyway, so we don't have to fight anymore, do we? If I really hurt you, my grandpa doesn't break my dogleg when I go back? "

"The sharp toothed and sharp mouthed fellow -" the fisherman shouted angrily, "I'll break your dog's leg now instead of your grandfather -" when the fisherman speaks, his wrist slightly shakes.

Click -

the branch hanging from the fishing line broke and smashed towards Fangyan with its luxuriant branches and leaves.

Whirring -

branches carry the wind, and leaves fall during the flight.

But the fallen leaves don't fly away with the wind, but they are like a blade blade stabbing at Fang Yan.

Flying flowers can hurt people by picking leaves. It's these experts in the Jianghu.

Fang Yan's body rotates in place. Drunk crane rides the wind to make her look like a butterfly in the flowers.

Swish -

the blade knife passes through his head, cheek, rib, crotch and other parts, but it can't touch his body.

In the eyes of the general, Fang Yan at this time strolls in the rain of knives, and his posture is extremely free and unrestrained.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang -

those blades are stuck on the ground or on the black car, and the car body is cut one by one.

There are also two leaves stuck on the thigh of the black car driver. The black car driver can't avoid seeing the leaves coming, but he howls and screams again and again --

the most important thing is the thick trunk thrown by the silver line. They crash to the Fangyan's head, with a posture of indiscriminate attack.

Fang Yan didn't hide and didn't avoid. He rushed straight to the tree.When I was about to approach, I suddenly shot out.

The trunk of the tree was like a firecracker, suddenly it exploded.

Fang Yan's body still rushes forward, toward the fisherman who pours at him.

The fisherman holds the fishing rod, which stabs Fangyan's chest like a long sword.

What's more strange is that the fishline looks like an eye, and it even twines towards Fang Yan's body from behind.

There's a long gun in the front and a wire mesh in the back. It's a dilemma to strike back and forth.

Fang Yan did not advance or retreat. His body stood in a moment, and then he stepped on the Yin and Yang poles, rotating quickly in place.

Whoosh -

the long line went through him and attacked the fisherman's position.

The fishing rod in the fisherman's hand has the sound of wind and thunder, not the long sword but the meaning of killing.

It was like old age, the bamboo pole was shaking in the fisherman's hand.

Snake spits its core!

Fang Yan's eyes, eyebrows, mouth, throat, chest and abdomen are all targets of the fisherman. A little carelessness will be stabbed to death by him.

The speed of Fang Yan's charge is not reduced, and the pace of breakthrough is still stable and firm.

The heart of Taiji is spinning wildly, and the realm of Taiji is also unfolding in an all-round way.

In Fang Yan's mind, the bamboo pole in the fisherman's hand became a long red snake.

The head of the snake shakes, but the tail stays still.

Hit the snake seven inches!

Fang Yan cuts it across with a palm.

Click!

The snake's head was cut off and the bamboo pole broke into two pieces.

The fisherman holds the broken branch and stabs it again. Fang Yan splits it again.

Chum!

Again!

Chop again!

Chum!

Again!

Chop again!

The fisherman stabbed seven times and the Fang Yan split seven times.

Every time you chop, you have to cut a piece of bamboo.

Soon, only a small part of the bamboo pole was left in the fisherman's hands.

When I saw this scene, before the smile on my face could be extended, I saw that the fisherman had stabbed Fang Yan's chest with half of the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Fang Yan -" he cried out.

Chi -

the bamboo pole stabbed Fang Yan's body, and the bamboo pole in the fisherman's hand completely disappeared.

"Fang Yan -" will be really scared.

She couldn't believe what she saw when she looked at the long bamboo pole disappearing from Fang Yan's body.

Fang Yan came out to protect herself. If Fang Yan was injured or killed, then - what face does she still have to live?

Her eyes were moist and big tears ran down her cheeks.

Her body trembled so much that she wanted to rush up to check Fang Yan's condition, only to find that her legs did not have the power to move at all -

when her father was about to leave, she was not around, only her body was swollen. So she didn't feel that way.

Now, Fang Yan is dying in front of his eyes. This feeling is really heartbreaking.

The fisherman takes a step back after a successful attack.

Fang Yan stood still and looked at the fisherman and said, "you have already reached this step?"

The fisherman nodded and said, "I've come to the conclusion that you can block my five swords, but I didn't expect you can block my seven swords -"

"what about the eighth sword?"

"There is no eighth sword." Said the fisherman. "I can practice against common sense until I can stab out the fifth sword, which is my limit. Even stabbing three swords can't kill people. That's the opponent. Even stabbing five swords can't kill people. That's an expert. Even stabbing seven swords can't kill people. That's my killer -- "

" so you choose to give up? " Fang Yan asked.

"No, I just chose to give you the offensive power -" the fisherman looked at Fang Yan and said. "When I stabbed the eighth sword, I thought you would fight back - you have the heart of Taiji and can clearly see through the track of my sword. When I shot, you only need a simple little dragon catcher to capture the sword, and then stab me in the chest or the third rib under my rib - unfortunately you didn't do that. "

Fang Yan smiled and said, "I can't do that."

"Why?"

"Because you are my grandfather's friend." Fang Yan said. "Although my grandfather always told you to hang ghost, I know that he regards you as a friend in his heart --"

the fisherman's face is gloomy, and he said: "it's a pity, it's a pity --"

"there's no pity." Fang Yan said comfortingly. "You live and he lives, isn't it worth getting both of you drunk?"

The fisherman laughed and clapped Fang Yan on the shoulder, saying, "well, I'm alive and he's alive. Isn't it worth getting drunk?"The fisherman looked at Fang Yan and said, "boy, I lost. I lost without face or skin. I also lost without heart and soul --"

Fang Yan pulled out the half of the bamboo pole inserted under the rib, and gave his hands to the fisherman, saying: "thank you for your advice."

Just now, the eighth sword of the fisherman was also seen in Fang Yan's eyes. He grasped its vein with Taiji's heart.

When he stabbed it, Fang Yan shifted his body and clamped the half of the bamboo pole with his arm, blocking the fisherman's attack wave.

"What can I do for you? It's you who beat me with real talent and learning. " Said the fisherman.

He reached for the half of the bamboo pole Fang Yan handed over, and then put his backhand into his chest.

Chum -

the sound of stabbing the flesh and skin came, and then the blood instantly dyed his chest red.

"Senior --" Fang Yan urgently stops.

The fisherman waved and said, "don't worry, you can't die."

"-"

the fisherman took a meaningful look at Fang Yan and said: "originally this sword should have been stabbed in by you. If you don't want to do it, I'll have to do it for you --"

the fisherman looked not far away and cried bitterly, and said: "let's go. let's go. Follow him and never come back - it's not worth it. "