Chen Fan held a dagger in his hand. He first carved simple butterfly patterns on two giant trees, then quickly climbed up one of the trees, used the dagger to cut off a branch as thick as an arm, divided it into five sections, and quickly cut each branch into five sections. Cut one end of the section into a sharp point and rub "Seven Snakes Killing Saliva" on the tip.
This series of actions took him less than two minutes.
Two minutes later, two members of the Phantom Troupe - Tu Mu and Jin Mo - arrived as promised.
Tumu and Jinmo did not regard him and the two ladies as a threat at all. While swimming in the forest, they smiled maliciously and discussed how to play with Yalan.
"Whizzing!"
Those sharpened branches, passing through the dense leaves, are like tough and unyielding sunshine, throwing towards Tumu and Jinmo.
Tu Mu looked uncaring. He swiped the battle ax in his hand and knocked down two branches. Then he laughed loudly: "These people are so poor. They use branches to deal with us. They look down on us."
"Hey, poor boys." Jin Mo also shook his head and sneered.
"Swish swish!"
Three more branches shot over fiercely.
Tu Mu was a little anxious. The battle ax in his hand traced a semicircular trajectory, and the silver light shone. In this silver light, three branches were swept down again.
Chen Fan emerged leisurely from the thick leaves, looked at the two of them calmly, and asked: "You two, do you want to fight alone or together?"
Tu Mu squinted his eyes, tilted his head back, looked at Chen Fan, shook his head slightly, and said without interest: "He is just a green-haired young man who has just entered the Qi Gathering Realm. His tone is loud enough, but it is a pity that he lacks strength. I They definitely won’t be interested.”
After finishing his words, Tu Mu never looked at Chen Fan again and turned around to leave. A voice filled with laughter came leisurely: "Jin Mo, I'll leave this to you. Hurry up and catch up with me. If you're late later, I’ll just enjoy that beauty first, hahaha!”
Jin Mo snorted coldly, and struck the ground with the mace in his hand, causing the stick to sink deeply into the ground. "Boy, come down. I don't need a weapon, and you won't let me bother to climb a tree to chase you. I'm in a hurry, please hurry up."
"Very good, I am also pressed for time." Chen Fan's eyes were full of calmness without fear of life and death. He jumped down from the tree lightly, the dagger in his hand shot out of the air and inserted into the ground next to the mace. .
"Bang!" Chen Fan stopped ten meters away from Jinmo, stretched out his empty hands and shook them, and then declared: "I don't use weapons either."
"Hey, the little guy is very courageous." Jin Mo couldn't help but sneer triumphantly, the rough wrinkles on his face came together, his eyes shot out with violent light, and he suddenly rushed towards Chen Fan.
Jin Mo's hands suddenly swelled, and the veins on his fists moved slightly. When he punched down, a clearly audible "whoosh" sound was heard in the air. Fist marks suddenly appeared in the air, and the number of fist marks continued to increase as Jin Mo moved forward.
In just five steps, before Jin Mo waved his arm, multiple fist marks appeared in the void.
"Ordinary level martial arts, Star Fist!"
Chen Fan's eyes were slightly squeezed, like a dragon's eyes condensing furious flames. All the energy in his body was condensed by him at an extremely fast speed, rejecting all messy thoughts. The end of his vision was only countless fist shadows in the sky, and his only thought was to let Jin Mochen return to dust and his earth to earth.
"Boom!"
There was a loud explosion in his mind, like rain pouring down from the sky, making him feel like he had found a treasure, and was pushed into a wonderful and complicated situation without warning.
His eyes, ears, and all the skin in contact with the outside world were like super-sensitive sensors at this moment, keenly observing the details of everything around him. All the surrounding scenes are as bright and detailed as a clear high-definition picture. The distance between him and Jin Mo was only a few steps, and he could even clearly feel the speed and intensity of the essence flowing in Jin Mo's body between his arms.
Countless fist seals that covered the sky and sun disappeared without a trace in an instant. Everything around him, all the chaos, seemed to have been baptized into clarity. The only thing that couldn't be washed away was that in his eyes, only Jin Mo's dancing fist was left. Even the arc of the punch's power was under his control.
Chen Fan took a deep breath, gathered all the strength in his body, and suddenly burst out with a heroic roar. To the naked eye, his arms as solid as iron stone quickly tightened into the ends of a dry crossbow. Groups of pale white smoke extended and diffracted around his wrists, like gods descending into the world, mysterious and shocking.
In the midst of this firecracker-like change, from his neck down, his skin began to undergo changes, like a stone that had lasted for thousands of years, or like pitch-black iron, hard and indestructible. The obsidian-like light seeping from the surface of his skin was like sparks swaying in the darkness, wrapping his tight body.
Jin Mo, that iron fist that was like an alarm clock waking up the dawn, came quickly through the air, carrying a strong wind and a force that could crack a stone, and severely bombarded Chen Fan at this moment.
The obsidian shield on Chen Fan's body was instantly distorted, and under the strong force, it turned into countless starlights and exploded. Jin Mo's iron fist instantly broke through the black array. Although its power was slightly reduced, it was still as unstoppable as a heavy hammer and hit Chen Fan hard on the chest.
"boom!"
"Click!"
A huge crash and a heart-shaking sound of fractures rippled through the silent night sky almost at the same time.
Jin Mo's complexion suddenly became colder than winter, and he looked hopelessly pale.
The tearing pain came from his fist, giving him a slap in the face. He instantly understood that the sound of fractures did not actually come from Chen Fan's upright body, but from his own fist!
The pain in his arm was like a moth flying into a flame. Jin Mo grinned in pain, enduring the huge pain. He looked at Chen Fan in fear, with such steely coldness, he seemed to have remembered something, as if solving a puzzle. He shouted: "The Chen family's 'Iron Martial Spirit'! Are you from the Chen family of the Merchant Alliance?"
"That's really smart." The corners of Chen Fan's lips raised, and there was a hint of coldness in his smile, like ice flowers in the cold winter, cold and gorgeous.
Jin Mo's heart skipped a beat, and the dangerous light bulb came on. He eagerly wanted to escape, but now, he found that the distance between himself and Chen Fan's body was too close, and there was nowhere to escape.
Chen Fan moved almost like lightning, grabbing Jin Mo's neck like an eagle's claws. The white mist filled with fear, madness, tyranny, despair and other vicious emotions, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, instantly penetrated into Jin Mo's blood.
Jin Mo immediately felt like a beast falling into the endless hell. Fear filled his face, his legs shook uncontrollably, and he screamed desperately: "No, no, no!"
If shocked by the evil, Jin Mo loses his voice and keeps waving his iron fist, as if a ghost is coming and he wants to save his destiny.
At this time, Chen Fan had already let go of his hand, the white mist on his arms gradually dissipated, his expression returned to calm, and he was silently counting the passage of time in his heart.
Chen Fan gently stepped on his toes, approaching the dagger embedded in the soil step by step, silently reciting the numbers in his heart. Step after step, as if facing a formidable enemy, methodical, slow and rhythmic, at five steps, he carefully pulled the dagger out of the soil. With a slight twist in his neck, he walked to the semi-conscious Jin Mo again.
When he chanted the seventeenth number in his heart, Jin Mo's complexion changed from dark to light, his mood gradually stabilized, and he tried to eliminate the confusion in his eyes, and signs of awakening emerged.
In just these seventeen seconds, Chen Fan could kill a person dozens of times. Chen Fan's heart beat strongly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He seemed to have made a decision between his frowns, and rushed towards Jin Mo. The dagger in his hand moved with his movement, accurately slicing across Jin Mo's throat.
Jin Mo's blood spurted out, and at the last moment, his eyes regained focus, staring at Chen Fan stubbornly, and then he lay down, losing his life in despair.
Chen Fan squatted down and used Jin Mo's clothes to wipe the blood on the dagger. Then he searched under Jin Mo's sight and found some food, purple crystal coins, and two sharp fangs of "Cloud Fire Python".
He put these things into his backpack without hesitation, stood up, took a deep breath, and felt the breath from Jin Mo's body gradually flowing into his acupuncture points. Chen Fan slowly whispered: "This martial art is powerful. You only need to gather some negative power to display huge power..."
After saying that, Chen Fan gathered his emotions, concentrated his attention, and ran after Tu Mu, as if what he had just done was normal.
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"You bitch, you are so hot! But, I just like this bite!" Tu Mu mocked, holding a heavy battle ax in his hand, fighting fiercely with Yalan.
Mu Ge's eyes flashed with a sad cold light. He sat quietly aside, holding the guqin in his arms. The expression on his face turned from sunny to gloomy, and he seemed to be making an important decision.
Although the battle ax in Tu Mu's hand was tall and strong, under his control, this heavy weapon was like a light feather fan, without any burden.
Under the cover of the shadow of the ax, Yalan's dagger seemed a little difficult. Every time the dagger collided with the battle ax, Yalan's petite body would tremble. It was obvious that Tumu's surging refined power was far greater than hers.
Tumu wielded the battle ax like a spinning wheel, and the light of the ax kept rolling, like a wheel that seemed to wrap Yalan tightly in it. The extremely sharp ax reflected a dazzling light. Yalan's long hair was scattered in the wind, and the short skirt around her waist was cut with holes.
"Now do you know how powerful I am? Don't worry, I will let you know later that my power is far more than just martial arts, hahaha!" Tumu smiled slyly, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to get rid of it. Yalan seems to be enjoying this provocation too.
Yalan was so angry that she almost spit out a mouthful of blood, but she was unable to refute and could only defend herself with all her strength.
"Sister, do you want to help?" Chen Fan's lazy joking voice suddenly came from the forest.
The next moment, Chen Fan was revealed, holding a dagger. He glanced at the beautiful place where Yalan was having sex together, and said in wonder: "The body is plump, very good, very good."
Yalan had a look of surprise on her face. She didn't care about the bickering at this time. She took a step back and shouted: "You bastard, you are still alive."
Tu Mu's expression changed, and his expression suddenly became solemn. Instead of pursuing Yalan's victory, he looked away at Chen Fan and said in a deep voice: "Is Jin Mo dead?"
"What do you think?" Chen Fan held the dagger, looked at him with a smile, and walked over step by step.
During the march, Chen Fan's arms shriveled up again, and a trace of aura mixed with various negative forces overflowed from the pores of his arms, lingering on his arms, lingering.
The essence of Jin Mo's body was not purified, but when Chen Fan used "Rage", Jin Mo's despair and resentment before his death suddenly surged out from his acupuncture points and condensed into Jin Mo's body in front of him. The ferocious shadow is lifelike.
"Jin Mo!" Tu Mu looked horrified, and his strong body couldn't help but tremble.
So weird!
In Chen Fan's sight, Jin Mo's phantom transformed into a ghost, with terrifying facial features like an invisible ghost. His eyes revealed deep resentment, as if he wanted to wipe out all life in the world.
Yalan and Mu Ge were also stunned by this scene. Their bodies trembled, and Yalan screamed: "What kind of monster is this!"
Even Chen Fan was shocked by this. He looked at the ghost in front of him in surprise and was speechless for a moment.
"Jin Mo! Jin Mo! What's wrong with you?" Facing Jin Mo's shadowy gaze, Tu Mu took a step back and shouted: "We are partners, your enemy is behind you!"
The exclamation in Tu Mu's voice woke Chen Fan out of his astonishment. In his mind, he realized that there was only one goal - to defeat Tumu. The negative power in his body was instantly released, like a terrifying white monster snake, wrapping around Tumu strangely.
As if driven by negative power, Jin Mo's shadow also moved forward, rushing towards Tu Mu like a ghost.
"Kill!" Chen Fan shouted coldly and rushed out suddenly. Yalan was stunned and raised his sword to slash at Tu Mu.
