Xiang Fan narrowed his eyes and easily took the sudden attack.

Although these two guys were no match for him, Xiang Fan knew that he could not continue to fight them.

After all, there were seven people carrying the coffin.

Especially the burly man in black cloth, Xiang Fan could sense that the guy was much stronger than himself.

If he got involved in a long battle, he would most likely die in Long City today.

Sure enough, the sturdy man didn't want to give Xiang Fan time to catch his breath.

With a smile on his face, he turned around and called out, "Those two men of Domon, teach Minato's men how to fight."

"I am very dissatisfied with Minato's performance this time."

"Yes!" Two low responses came from behind.

Two figures wearing black hooded robes flew towards Xiang Fan.

One of the figures twisted his hands, and put his index and middle fingers together to attack Xiang Fan.

"Five Thunders!"

Dense and intertwined lightning burst out from his joined fingers towards Fan, illuminating the entire sky as bright as day.

Xiang Fan, who was unable to open his eyes for a moment due to the white light of the lightning, covered his eyes with his arms and said in surprise: "The method of Qingyu Temple!"

He used his fingertips to draw a circular crack, and the huge suction force of the crack sucked all the lightning maniacs into the mysterious crack.

"Is this the magic of time and space?" The black-robed man asked with surprise in his voice.

"I have some skills, but let's see how long you can hold out."

Stronger and brighter lightning burst out from the black-robed man's fingers and slammed into the circular crack.

The circular crack quickly faded in color, and seemed to be about to be completely swallowed up by the lightning attack.

The two men in dark green waterproof suits found the right moment and took advantage of this opportunity to launch a fierce attack.

Because the black-robed man who was skilled in thunder magic joined the battle, he suddenly began to have some difficulty.

"I have to deal with this relatively weak guy first, so I can get away and kill the guy from Qingyu Temple."

"And there was clearly a guy just now, but now there is no trace of him..."

There were clearly two figures in black robes flying over just now, but now there is only the one who used the thunder magic left.

Xiang Fan deliberately revealed his flaws to the two of them.

The two men attacked Xiang Fan's weakness at the same time tacitly, but they didn't notice that Xiang Fan had deliberately hidden his left hand into his sleeve before.

"Hehe, it seems that you don't have enough combat experience. You need to practice more, little ones."

Taking the attacks from the two men with his right hand, Xiang Fan stretched out his left hand. A golden light flashed, and after a huge roar, a large-scale explosion erupted from his hand.

The flames devoured everything around them, and Xiang Fan and the other two men disappeared into a cloud of black smoke.

The next second, one of the dark green figures burned by the explosion rushed out of the smoke.

He coughed up a large pool of blood and covered his severely injured stomach with his hands.

There was a big hole in his stomach, and if he didn't use his hands to stop it, his organs would flow out uncontrollably.

"Fuck, this guy is so strong." He cursed in English.

"Heh...it's not that I'm too strong, it's that you're too weak."

A cold light flashed in the thick smoke, and Xiang Fan stabbed towards his neck with the dagger in his hand.

Phew...

Blood spurted out from his neck like a fountain. He covered his neck and screamed miserably, then fell heavily to the ground.

"Deal with one...there's another one inside." After saying that, Xiang Fan rushed towards the smoke again.

Seeing Xiang Fan had dealt with one person, the sturdy man who was carrying the coffin ordered the people behind him to put the coffin down.

He leaned against the coffin and clapped his hands in satisfaction, his eyes full of admiration: "Not bad, I was able to kill one more."

"This is a strong man..."

The sturdy man pinched his chin and thought for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"Just show me how strong you really are, Minato. How long are you going to watch? Are you going to watch your companions being killed by him?"

After hearing the sturdy man's words, four more people in dark green waterproof suits attacked Fan.

Without waiting for Xiang Fan to rush into the smoke, he stopped him directly.

Looking at the four people standing in front of him, Xiang Fan's lips trembled as he stretched out his hand and released several golden chains.

The chains quickly trapped the four people.

Xiang Fan knew that the chain could not delay for too long, so he wanted to take this opportunity to quickly get rid of the guy who had just been severely injured by him.

His body moved quickly, his eyes locked on the target crouching weakly on the ground.

"die!"

"Who do you want to die?" An old voice came from behind Xiang Fan.

The other man in black robe who had just disappeared suddenly appeared behind him.

A light yellow sword appeared in his hand and stabbed towards Fan's heart.

Xiang Fan hurriedly dodged, but was still stabbed in the left arm.

He rolled on the ground twice in a panic before he came to a stop, with bright red blood flowing out of the wound.

Xiang Fan covered his injured arm, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, cursing at the black shadow: "Fuck, Lao Liu!"

"It's really embarrassing. I, a five-star killer, would be ambushed one day... It's ridiculous."

The smile on the corners of his mouth was a little bitter, and the elderly Xiang Fan was obviously lacking in physical strength.

The four people who were tied up by his golden chains had broken free, and the guy who used the thunder magic completely shattered the black crack.

At this moment, Xiang Fan is facing the most dangerous battle in his life.

Moreover, even if he was at the peak of his powers, he couldn't say that he could escape unscathed from the siege of so many experts.

"Okay, then even if I die, I'll take a few people with me." Xiang Fan was mentally prepared to die in battle.

His eyes had never been so determined. He knew he couldn't escape today, but he would never sit and wait for death.

All I can do for Zhu Mo now is to kill as many enemies as possible.