Blasts of electric current were rushing rapidly in the body, as if every pore had been stretched out, and every cell was cheering.

The slight pain is filled with endless comfort, which is really hard to stop!

This ultimate comfort feeling made Zhao Fan subconsciously let out a long and weird moan, echoing in the square in the courtyard for a long time.

This voice can be said to be gentle and ups and downs, which is fascinating. Both men and women can't help but blush after hearing it.

Well……

Everyone felt that this serious battle became a little less serious with the sound.

Their eyes when they looked at Shangguan Lie and Zhao Fan became even more strange. God knew what these people were thinking about.

"Old guy, you are so shameless. Where did you learn these vulgar techniques, I can't help it!"

Zhao Fan's "angry" and "shamed" voices appeared, and everyone around him was shocked and stunned.

Shangguan Lie, who had jumped up and down for so long, had tried his best to stagger and almost fell to the ground.

He no longer knew how many times he looked down at his red palms with suspicion. If it weren't for all the blue bricks on the ground around Zhao Fan, he would have doubted whether his skills had really deteriorated.

Why did you provoke such a bitch?

What to do now?

So many people stared at me with wide eyes. This bitch hadn't even fought back yet. Wouldn't you fight? Then, the martial arts school will open a yarn in the future?

But now he has "touched" the whole guy all over his body, and he hasn't even frowned. How can he hit him?

Bah, it's a fight, not a touch!

"Get my big knife!"

Shangguan Lie gritted his teeth and shouted at the people standing on the steps.

Several people on the steps were slightly stunned. One of the bearded men turned around and entered the house and took out a Guan Gong sword.

The style of this knife looks very simple and black all over. You can tell it is very heavy at first glance. The bearded man holds the knife in both hands, and it seems a bit difficult.

"His hard qigong is really so powerful? Can't even the owner of the museum beat him?"

"This kid should be only in his twenties. How did he train it?"

"It should be fine if you move your weapon, right? The owner of the museum has 128 kilograms of sword. If he slashes his body with such a knife, even if he is powerful in hard qigong, his bones will be broken!"

"I'm afraid something is going to happen. This kid is so cruel to the owner."

Even though it was a little puzzled at the beginning, by this time, the people around him had already come back to their senses. They couldn't believe that Shangguan Lie, who was almost invincible in their eyes, could not beat Zhao Fan.

"What weapon do you use? Take it yourself!"

Shangguan Lie took the knife with more than 100 pounds with one hand, danced a knife with ease, and looked at Zhao Fan with his eyes blasting fire.

"Can you not use weapons? Although you made people feel ashamed of those few strokes just now, it's really comfortable. Why don't you do it again?"

Hearing Shangguan Lie's words, Zhao Fan looked "shy" and looked at him "shy" and asked softly.

It would be fine if I didn’t mention it, but when I mentioned this, Shangguan Lie’s hair stood up.

I saw his hands staggered, and the nearly two-meter-old Daguan knife circled around his waist, sweeping towards Zhao Fan's waist with a whimpering sound.

"ah!"

Suddenly screams came one after another. At the moment when the knife was swept out, many people were so scared that their faces turned pale. Several people even subconsciously covered their eyes and did not dare to look at them again.

They seemed to have seen Zhao Fan being slashed into two parts by this knife. Although most of the people here are brave and aggressive, they are used to being hurt, but not everyone can bear such a bloody scene.

"Bang!"

A loud bang echoed in the yard, and everyone who heard this sound trembled in their hearts. Several people looked at the people here attentively, and even felt a burst of smoke and dust floating under the bright lights.

No one made any sound anymore, and the whole yard was terriblely quiet.

Shangguan Lie and Zhao Fan, who were in the battle, stood quietly in place like two statues.

Shangguan Lie's face turned red, and the blue veins on his neck were clearly visible. He held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and sat back with his legs bent, and was pulling back with all his strength.

On the other hand, Zhao Fan even looked a little bored on his face. He grabbed the back of the Daguan Dao with one hand, and his eyes were full of teasing and abuse when he looked at Shangguan Lie.

He originally wanted to play with Shangguan Lie for a while, but after he caught the knife, he found that his experience value had not increased. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Lie was so fast that he contributed his experience value in a short time just now.

Without the value of use, what else can I do?

"How is this possible? He actually caught the knife with one hand?"

"Ancient Jin, only the masters of Ancient Jin can do this. Is this world crazy? How could there be such a young master of Ancient Jin?"

"Is the strength of both hands not as strong as his one? Could it be that he can't even get the knife back, right?"

There were constant voices of discussion around him, and Shangguan Lie was so embarrassed that he was so angry that he had used his strength to feed himself, but the Daguan Knife seemed to have a root on Zhao Fan's hand and could not be taken back.

"Let go!"

Shangguan Lie, who was extremely angry, roared and stomped his feet on the ground, increasing his strength again.

Just as he stepped up his strength, he felt a sudden light in his hand. His face changed instantly, and he jumped hard, and then he flew more than two meters behind him like a cloud and a fog.

It was not until his back hit the wall next to the main room door that Shangguan Lie stabilized his body with a pale face.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was squirting out completely uncontrollably, and his body shook. The Daguan knife that was firmly grasped in his hand also fell to the ground and rolled down the steps. After the dinging sound, there was a long-lasting tremolo surrounding him.

He was injured by the hilt of the Daguan knife he was dragged by, and the force of the impact on his back was his own. Zhao Fan just let go of his hand gently.

Experience value 32

"I'm not blaming me, you told me to let go."

"A man who is still carrying such a big knife, do you think you are Guan Erye? If you can't take it, don't force it!"

The last experience value was reached, and the initiator Zhao Fan shrugged, spread his hands and said with an innocent voice. Shangguan Lie, who was angry and intimidated, spurted out another mouthful of old blood.

"Go together, kill this cruel and ruthless bastard. If you dare to hurt the owner in our martial arts hall, you must not let him run away like that!"

The one who discussed things with Shangguan Lie in the main room just now was naturally the core staff of the martial arts school. At this time, when he saw Shangguan Lie being injured, he let out an angry roar and rushed towards Zhao Fan together.

In modern martial arts schools, besides the few people who want to show off, where do people pay attention to the rules of fighting alone?

A group of people next to them thought that since Shangguan Lie had taken action, they would not have to do it.

But now Shangguan Lie looked like he was about to die. They did not hesitate at all. They fisted and flew, searched the guys, and their eyes were red and they greeted Zhao Fan desperately.

"There are also such benefits? Are these people's heads not sick, right?"

He originally thought that Shangguan Lie had lie down, so the remaining people naturally became cowardly.

Seeing that the large amount of experience points were not available, Zhao Fan was still a little depressed. How could he know that these people dared to take action? For him, he was simply sleepy and someone gave him a pillow, and he felt happy in an instant.

This is no wonder these people. From Zhao Fan's entry to the door, except for the few strokes when he knocked down the bald man, he never fought back at all at all. What these people can recognize is that this person has practiced hard qigong and can withstand the battle.

So what if you can resist the fight? Can you bear so many people fighting? Everyone was very gentle just now, except for Shangguan Lie who finally carried his Daguan sword, they all greeted him with fists and feet.

Now all kinds of weapons on the weapon racks around the yard are in the hands of these people.

"It's so amazing that there are too many people? Can the disciples he taught can be more trashed?"

"I'm not targeting anyone, I mean all of you are rubbish in my eyes."

"Come on, come on, use harder, who can make me snort? I recognize him as his father."

Zhao Fan's voice was full of energy, and it seemed particularly harsh among the crowd that kept shouting and roaring. Although he did not fight back from beginning to end, a group of angry guys did not hold back at all. The bang bang sounds came one after another, and I don't know how many times he hit him hard.

All these people are martial arts students, and they are all good at playing tricks, guns, sticks and sticks.

After a short moment, the new clothes that Zhao Fan bought in the afternoon were already fragmented, revealing his strong upper body. Even his pants were gone, wearing a pair of black shorts, and he was there proudly. His legs covered with leg hair were still swaying leisurely, and the shouting in his mouth didn't mean to stop at all.

Except for the unlucky guys who crawled onto him and wanted to put him down first, he kept standing and moving without moving. These people seemed crazy, and in just three or four minutes passed, the system prompted sound began to become sparse.

"Stop, stop hitting me, we'll admit defeat!"

Even though Shangguan Lie was a master of Mingjin, he had two ribs broken on his chest, he finally recovered. He saw everyone besieging him and holding a hint of expectation for a few minutes, and knew that there was no hope. He sat down on the chair of a student behind him with difficulty and shouted weakly.

The group of people had been exhausted and sweating profusely. The reason why they were still jumping up and down was that they were unable to get off the tiger. When they heard Shangguan Lie's shouting loudly, everyone breathed in relief and quickly stepped aside.

Of course, their eyes at Zhao Fan were still full of anger, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

But so what? This guy really can't beat him.

I won’t say how many things like wooden sticks are broken. The big knife is cut to the curling mouth, and the cooked copper sticks are bent.

The most frustrating thing was the several injured unlucky guys who didn't fight back at all, but they themselves twisted their tendons because of excessive force.

"Wait for a while, I have nothing to do!"

Zhao Fan laughed, and before the people around him could react, the guys closest to him were already knocked to the ground by him.

Zhuanxu had to use the steward steering step for a hundred times to reach level 2, so Zhao Fan did not waste any chance. The changes under his feet were extremely complicated, but the speed was too fast to the extreme, like a phantom, rushing straight into the crowd.

The sound of bangs and screams continued to appear, and the group of people who were still stunned suddenly woke up. Only then did the lover start to fight back!
Chapter completed!