The fine needle came in an instant, in the eyes of a thousand-faced son, a man with eight weights, must be able to hide.

However, his idea had just disappeared, and Yang Fan, who had stood in the same place, moved a few inches beside him like the wind.

The needle that had been stabbed to Yang Fan’s throat suddenly stabbed into the wall behind him.

And where the needles pierced, the walls turned into a black.

What a terrible toxin!

"Ninefold, you have been hiding strength."When fighting, Yang Fan could not continue to hide his breath, and the thousand-faced son naturally saw through it.

This discovery made the thousand-faced son's eyes slightly squint and say lightly, "However, the end will not change."

He looked at Yang Fan, and there was a hint of hope again in his eyes.

Maybe a little bit, I can really beat a thousand boys.

But when a thousand-faced son showed his own strength, this hope disappeared again.

Bam!

A thousand faces jumped out, the right fist bombarded like a cannonball, and the force of the strong, and a blast came out.It was as if this punch shook the space.

Shake the punch!

The strongest primary martial arts mastered by a thousand-faced son is known as cultivation to the extreme and can shake the space.

Although it is an exaggerated description, it is indeed powerful.

Yang Fanshi opened the palm of the monument, and after blocking this fist, he himself was shaken back.And a thousand faces, is a step out, a fist again.

In the moment of fighting, Yang Fan fell into the wind.

He shouted, “Run away!”

With the strength of Yang Fan, he is not an opponent of the thousand-faced son, but escaping should not be a problem.

A thousand faces sneered, “Now it’s too late to escape!”

His fist, with fierce strength, thumped hard at Yang Fan’s chest.The force has not yet erupted, and the air machine has locked all the retreats of Yang Fan first.

Ordinary nine-heavy warriors, in the face of this punch, simply avoid!

But that certainly doesn’t include Janice.

The palms of the jade carvings, gently patting on the fist of a thousand faces, Yang Fan is like a falling leaf.

Through the full wind, Yang Fan took the initiative to retreat, and his feet pedaled on the wall.Suddenly, the body shot like an arrow, rubbing shoulders with a thousand faces.

And Yang Fan's feet on the wall in the position, there are dense cracks, like a spider's web.

A thousand faces turned around, looking at Yang Fan, who was standing in front of Jiluo, his eyes were cold.

To be able to escape from his strongest offensive, which exceeded the expectations of a thousand faces.

Yang Fan's feet hooked, picked up the Lancet next to Ji Yu, and then reached out to catch it.

"Jie, take your knife."

Tung-Honestly!

The Lancet sheath, the snow-lit knife, even the moonlight can be reflected.

Yang Fan looked at the thousand-faced son and smiled lightly: "Remember, the one who killed you, Yang Fan!"

In words, Yang Fan's toe was on the ground a little, his body was instantly close to a thousand-faced son, and the Lancet was cut out with a mysterious arc.

Knives of the occult!

A thousand faces changed suddenly, and from the depths of his heart, he felt the fear of this knife.Almost instinctively, he wanted to hide.

However, he had just made a move, and the Lancet, which had been slanted out, suddenly cut across.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The tip of the knife was drawn from the throat of a thousand-faced son.

Yang Fan's arms were straight, the Lancet and shoulders were parallel, and on the tip of the knife, there was a ray of blood rolling.

“Weak, too weak!”Looking over his neck, blood flowing from the finger seam, a thousand-faced son who wanted to speak but could not speak, Yang Fan shook his head.

This is his first battle after breaking through the nine-fold body, and the opponent is a strong thousand-faced son, but he still feels very relaxed.

Moreover, he had not yet fully exerted his efforts to implement the occult knife method, and at most he had exerted the same power as the Great Level.

Now Yang Fan, there is a bottom to do it, crush all the warriors in the tempering environment!

As a thousand faces slowly fell down, Yang Fan took a knife and flowers, threw off a wisp of blood from the tip of the knife, and then put the knife into the sheath.

"Thanks for the knife."Yang Fan put the Lancet on Ji Yue's side, and then went to the door of the small temple.

Ji Luo looked at Yang Fan's back, in the moonlight, pulled very long.She also had a shock in her eyes, and an incredible, powerful thousand-faced son, so cut off by a knife.

He said his name was Janice!

Firmly remember the name, Jiluo did not know why, can not help but ask: "You are so gone?" 」

Yang Fan did not look back and smiled slightly, “I want to go, but unfortunately, someone won’t let me go, are you right?”“Brother Huze!”

When the last word was spoken, Yang Fan looked at a towering tree not far away.

But no one responded.

Under the moonlight, there was silence so that the night wind could hear the rustle of the leaves.

Half-sounding, from the thick leaves of the towering tree, a cold laugh came out: "You just said, 'kill your man, Yang Fan!'I think it's very powerful."

“Then I will give you a word now, the one who killed you, Huze!”

With the sound of words, Hu Ze's figure swept out from between the leaves, and there was a strong as real killing between his eyebrows.

Just now Yang Fan and a thousand face-to-face son-in-law's confrontation, he all looked in the eyes.Yang Fan's strength has increased so much in just a few days.

This made Hu Ze feel a great threat, coupled with his intention to take Yang Fan's life, at this time more determined to kill Yang Fan's heart.

In any case, he would not let Yang Fan escape!

In the temple, Ji Luo was surprised, did not expect that someone really appeared, and still wanted to kill Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was not affected by Hu Ze's murder, holding his hands on his chest, leaning his shoulders on the door of the small temple, and smiled: "Without ability, it is best not to learn others, otherwise it will be like a clown, and make people laugh."

Hu Ze looked gloomy: “Don’t show the force of the tongue.In any case, remember what I said.

"Come on, I'll give you the same thing if you just gave it to a thousand-faced son."Yang Fan held out a finger and hooked up to Huze.

Such a contemptuous and provocative action instantly ignited Huze's anger.

From Hu Ze's body, the cold and cold breath broke out, setting off a strong wind.

This breath.It is nearly twice as powerful as a thousand-faced man!

"Yang Fan, don't think that if you cultivate the occult knife law to the realm of great success, you can threaten me."The palm of Huze's side stretched out, and the palms of the wind and thunder pattern appeared.

Yang Fan's eyes were picked, and Hu Ze even realized the wind and lightning.

The light wind and thunder force, constantly gathered in the palm of their hands, make people feel heart-wrenching.

"The wind of the perfect place is fine."Yang Fan smiled, not panicking at all.

The systematic evaluation of Huze is a third-rate genius, and naturally has the talent of surpassing the vast majority of martial arts.

Therefore, seeing the wind and lightning of the perfect state of Hu Ze, Yang Fan just smiled.Then he raised his hand, and his palms gathered.

Hu Ze's pupil suddenly tightened, and it was also a wind and lightning print of a full state!

In just over ten days, Yang Fan not only broke through the realm to the nine weights of the refining body, but also two of the first ten primary martial arts, one cultivation to Dacheng, one cultivation to perfection.

"Martial arts is only one aspect of affecting combat effectiveness, even if you cultivate the wind and lightning to perfection, but today you can't escape to die!"

Hu Ze sneered, the sole of the foot on the ground, is an instant across the distance of several meters, a palm to Yang Fan.