Soon, warm blood spurted out before his eyes.
That was his own blood.
Ning Fan retracted the broken sword.
When the sentry fell to the ground, he found that there was someone standing behind him.
Just now, their captain Meng had reminded them that there might be some movement tonight.
So these people can be considered cautious.
But even so, no one noticed Ning Fan's existence.
This person seemed to blend in with the night.
Silent and breathless.
Ning Fan flashed and appeared in front of the other person.
The broken sword pierced the opponent's throat.
The opponent was like a puppet, not even thinking of fighting back.
Because, in the other party's perception, in front of him...
There's no one there.
This is a very strange situation.
Ning Fan had experienced this countless times before.
If Ning Fan hadn't experienced it himself, it would be difficult for him to describe what it felt like.
"So, when Mu Wutian killed me... it was so easy!"
Ning Fan gave a wry smile.
Now that he has obtained Mu Wutan's abilities, he realized how much Mu Wutan had let him off in the world of swords.
On the other side, Qiao Fei had already taken care of most of the sentries.
Only two people from this patrol were left alive.
"Stay a while."
Ning Fan said to Qiao Fei.
Qiao Fei shook off the blood stains on a Tang sword and put it back into the scabbard.
Ning Fan's eyes fixed, and the gravity around him changed.
The two sentries were suddenly crushed to the ground by the powerful gravity and could not even move.
Ning Fan walked over, grabbed one of them by the hair, and made him look at him.
"My name is Ning Fan. You should have heard of my name."
Ning Fan's expression was indifferent: "Where is the explosives?"
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