"I have some tricks..."
Xiang Fan smiled bitterly, thinking he had already dealt with both of them.
He never thought that the martial arts practiced by this other guy were so disgusting that he completely avoided his strongest attack.
On the other side, the thunder magic released by Li Qianjue and the attacks of the remaining few enemies were about to destroy the crack.
By then, I won’t be able to deal with that tricky guy.
Li Qianjue continued to use his thunder magic, and the surging purple thunder continued to bombard the black cracks.
"How long will it take, Li Qianjue? That kid from Minato won't last long."
"This Shuimen really accepts everyone. He can even kill two of our weakest members, Xiaobin." The old man continued to complain while walking steadily.
He had no way to cause damage to the crack, so he could only rely on Li Qianjue.
"It's almost there. You will be the one to take the lead in the attack. I don't have much energy left after using the thunder magic." Li Qianjue said calmly.
The old man grinned and said, "It seems that you are still not as good as your master and senior brother from Qingyu Temple."
"I heard that your fellow apprentice was killed by this old fellow's master?"
"Are you talking about Qi Wei?" Li Qianjue raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly to admit, "Yes, the head of the Zhu family and the head of the Han family teamed up to kill him. It has been a long time since then."
"It seems that the head of the Han family is just a name, as he actually received such miraculous evaluation from the gods. Only by joining forces with the head of the Zhu family can you deal with your junior brother." The old man sneered.
"Then you underestimated my junior brother. If it was him that we surrounded today, we would all die in his hands."
"Ah? Not really..."
The old man looked surprised, but when he saw Li Qianjue's serious expression, he knew he was not joking.
"Almost there, ready to kill him!"
Watching the crack break, the lightning on Li Qianjue's fingertips became brighter and brighter, like shining sparks, flickering in the deep darkness.
"Okay, just break that weird thing, and leave the other guy to me."
As he spoke, the old man pulled out a pale yellow sword out of thin air, ready to strike.
The lightning flickered and shuttled through the cracks like a manic snake. The lightning struck the cracks as if to tear them to pieces.
Under the reflection of the lightning, the cracks looked like countless tiny lines intertwined, like an ancient fragile painting that was about to be torn into pieces by the violence of thunder and lightning.
"break!"
The black crack finally couldn't withstand Li Qianjue's attack, and instantly burst into tiny fragments floating in the air.
At this moment, the old man flew towards Xiang Fan.
clang clang.
After exchanging two moves with Xiang Fan, the old man saw the man in green lying at Xiang Fan's feet.
With a chuckle, the old man praised Xiang Fan sincerely: "Very impressive, you have achieved your goal."
"You managed to take down two of them in such a short time. I admit that I am no match for you if we fight alone."
Seeing Xiang Fan gasping for breath, the old man sneered: "It's just that you are now a lion covered with wounds."
"How long can you hold out against me?"
After saying that, the old man suddenly disappeared from Xiang Fan's sight.
"Huh? He disappeared. It seems he used a martial art similar to invisibility." Xiang Fan felt the situation was tricky. This old man was not only powerful, but his moves were also very sinister.
If this guy were a killer, he would definitely achieve great success.
Xiang Fan held the dagger in his hand horizontally in front of him and regulated his breathing.
His figure slowly faded away and finally disappeared into the night.
The two men in green who came over to provide support came back empty-handed.
"Where is the man? Can he become invisible too?"
The two stood there, at a loss as to what to do.
All I could hear was a clear, ping-ping sound in the sky, as if the notes of a piano being gently played were lingering in the air.
The two invisible men had already started fighting, and they could only watch from below. They had no way of finding out what moves the other two were using.
Li Qianjue took a deep breath, thinking that the people from Shuimen were trash.
He made a hand gesture and closed his eyes.
Suddenly, his eyes opened wide, and his pupils emanated bright golden light, like stars.
The golden light became thicker and thicker, and his pupils moved rapidly.
"Found it. It's there."
Lightning flashed on Li Qianjue's fingers, and he pointed at Xiang Fan whom he had found.
The lightning flashed, and the lightning like silver snakes intertwined and shot towards Xiang Fan.
Seeing Li Qianjue's attack coming, Xiang Fan hurriedly blocked it with the dagger in his hand.
He took the incoming lightning head on.
“Good opportunity!”
The old man finally saw Xiang Fan's weakness, and he swung the sword in his hand towards Xiang Fan without hesitation.
Phew...
"Ah..." Beads of sweat as big as soybeans slid down Xiang Fan's forehead.
He clenched his teeth in pain, and his face was distorted as if he was pricked by thousands of needles.
Blood splattered everywhere as his left arm was cut off by the old man, leaving a blood mist like smoke in the sky.
The old man showed regret on his face, tightened the pale yellow long sword in his hand, and slapped his forehead: "The speed is still a little slow, I only cut off an arm."
"But if you cut off that arm, you won't be able to release the explosion. From what I've observed, your hand has been modified and has the supernatural power that Westerners use."
The old man spoke in a low and cold voice, his wrinkled face twisted into a smile.
He quickly retreated, bit the dagger with his teeth, and covered his severed arm with his hand.
Blood was gushing out like tap water, and he needed to stop the bleeding immediately.
The old man was right, his hand was a modified cybernetic hand.
With this arm cut off, his fighting ability was greatly reduced.
His sparse hair was blown messy by the night wind, and Xiang Fan gasped for breath as he looked at the approaching enemy.
Now, his physical strength is really exhausted.
Not only that, he also lost his left arm, and the rest of his life was just a powerless struggle.
Haha, I didn't expect that I, Xiang Fan, would have such an embarrassing day, but it's not over yet, little guys...
Get ready for my final attack.
Xiang Fan stared at the enemy in front of him with firm eyes, his teeth tightly gripping the dagger, and a faint white mist continuously emerged from his right hand.
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