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In the midst of the heavy shadows, Ning Fan couldn't tell which was true and which was false, so he could only keep retreating.

But he couldn't retreat, and soon he found that there was a stick shadow behind him.

What's going on? Could it be that the opponent's long stick can reach any angle? Even if it were, it wouldn't have been there so quickly, could it?

There must be fakes, and most of the stick shadows should be fake, although Ning Fan knew it in his heart, he couldn't tell the difference whether he used his eyes or his divine sense. At this time, these stick shadows were only less than half a foot away from him, and if he didn't deal with it, so many sticks hit his body, no matter how strong he was, he would be injured.

No matter what, Ning Fan tried to meet the oncoming stick shadow with the sword.

Whew, the Qingshuang sword flew out directly, hitting the air, this stick is fake, and before he can take back Qingshuang, there is a stick shadow coming.

"Smack, smack!" In the sound, Ning Fan hit two sticks in a row, one on the leg and one on the arm, especially the stick on the upper leg, which actually hit blood, and the blood seeped out of the green robe along the leg.

And the stick on the arm, although it was not broken, also had a suffocating pain.

"Well played!"

"Senior Brother Zhang is amazing!"

"He is worthy of being the 950th master of the rankings!"

"A few more sticks to destroy this guy who doesn't live up to his name!"

Ning Fan was all on the stick shadow in front of him at this time, how could he listen to these words, but Meng Quanlong heard it, which made him feel depressed for a while, and he couldn't wait to destroy these guys immediately.

But he also knew that there were so many people on the other side, he could defeat one or two, and if there were dozens of people, he would only be attacked by a group when he went up, and it would be difficult to win in the end, not to mention that Ning Fan had also said before that he would not let him make a move.

With a "ding" sound, the Qingshuang Sword was finally called back by Ning Fan and helped him block a stick on his side, but at this time, another stick hit him from the front.

It's over, isn't it? Ning Fan was slightly angry in his heart. He originally wanted to see clearly against Yan's moves before launching a counterattack, but now he found that he had miscalculated, the other party's spiritual skills had countless sticks, and Ning Fan couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false.

At this time, the opportunity has been lost, and he can only deal with it passively, and the imperial envoy Qingshuang Sword surrounds him to protect him.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" sounded more than a dozen times in a row, and the Qingshuang Sword blocked the opponent's attack.

"Smack!" Two sounds, Ning Fan's injured leg was hit by two more sticks, although the two sticks this time were lighter than the previous ones, but they also made him grit his teeth in pain.

How can it be fast?

How do you break this? How to break? He had never seen such an attack before.

The previous attacks, whether they came from humans or demon beasts, were all traces of one move and one style, but the spiritual skill in front of him was constantly and endlessly, and there was no flaw at all, how could it be cracked?

"Smack!" , another stick, this time on the back.

No, it must not go on like this, if he is hit with ten sticks like this again, he will fall, and the other party said just now that he is here to abolish Ning Fan, as long as Ning Fan falls, I am afraid that the other party will immediately break Ning Fan's dantian qi sea.

As soon as the sea of qi is broken, the cultivation of a body will be in vain, even if Ning Fan was able to defeat the second-level demon beast in the past, he will be reduced to an ordinary person after being abolished.

He is helpless in this light spirit world, has no roots, and if he is abolished, it will be a dead end. He is not afraid of death, but he can't see the women on the earth again, can't fulfill Huayangzi's entrustment, can't go to the Mochizuki Sect to find the guy who has reached the earth, how can he be willing!

Fight! Ning Fan decided to fight!

But as soon as he had this idea, before he could launch it, he was hit by a stick again on his injured leg.

This stick was powerful and heavy, it seemed that it was a blow that Zhang Jin had been planning for a long time, Ning Fan only felt a shock to his right leg, and when he was retreating, this force hit from behind, almost breaking his leg.

Although it didn't break, it caused his body to lose its balance and fall backwards all at once.

Pain, unprecedented pain since the start of the war, the whole leg has no other feeling except pain, under this severe pain, Ning Fan's body just instinctively struggled and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Stick shadow ensues!

This Thousand Shadow Stick is no wonder it is called a Thousand Shadow Stick, the stick has many shadows, as if it is endless, and it is impossible to distinguish which one is true and which one is false.

Ning Fan fell to the ground, seeing that countless stick shadows were about to drown him, was this about to be defeated?

Many people in the field thought like this, even Meng Quanlong was no exception, although he admired Ning Fan very much, but he didn't think he could be undefeated in such a situation.

"Senior Brother Zhang is amazing!"

"Yes, as soon as this Thousand Shadow Stick comes out, it is simply impossible to crack it!"

"Yes, even if I go up, I will be defeated!"

"You seem to be very powerful!"

……

"It's a pity!"

"What are you sorry for?"

"It's a pity that this kid is about to be abolished, and we don't have a chance!"

"Alas!"

……

Ning Fan calmed down at this time, although the stick shadow pressed down, although his body was in severe pain, he still calmed down, he knew that the more he came to this time, the more he couldn't mess up.

Although he couldn't see clearly which of the stick shadows in front of him was real and which was fake, he could see Zhang Jin's figure clearly, as long as Zhang Jin was repulsed, everything in front of him would disappear.

With this in mind, Ning Fan no longer cared about the stick shadow in front of him, and directly stabbed out with his sword and stabbed towards Zhang Jin.

"Ding!" With a bang, I saw a flash of golden light on the golden body, and a pale golden translucent light mask appeared on his body.

It turned out to be a talisman, Ning Fan had seen such a situation, and he recognized it immediately.

The other party has talismans to protect him, but he has to carry these stick shadows with his body, and after a long time, he will inevitably fail!

But at this time, Ning Fan was not surprised, because he found that at the moment when the other party used the talisman, the surrounding stick shadows faded.

Opportunity!

Ning Fan saw the opportunity around the sword, then jumped up and stood up, and then used it with two hearts, summoning the broken sword to protect it around his body, although he couldn't completely block the incoming stick, but he could block most of it, and then he quickly summoned a small black ball from the storage bag and threw it at Zhang Jin.

There was a "boom" sound, and in the midst of the fire, I saw a pit of Zhang Fangyuan appearing where Zhang Jin was originally standing.

In the pit, the pale golden light shield around Zhang Jin's body cracked countless broken lines, and then it was slashed by Ning Fan's Qingshuang sword, and it disappeared in an uproar.

Ning Fan's long sword continued to slash towards him.

"What's that?"

"It's not a small power, it's like a thunderbolt!"

"Thunderbolt?"

"Yes, once I went out with Master and met a herd of beasts, and I saw him use it once!"

"Look, that kid is standing up again!"

"What? Can he still turn the game around? ”

……

Zhang Jin didn't expect such a change, and was suddenly caught off guard, and before he could react, the Qingshuang Sword had already arrived in front of his eyes.

Frightened, Zhang Jin hurriedly retreated, dodging with all his might, he didn't have the ability to multi-purpose like Ning Fan, and his spiritual skills were naturally broken.

As soon as the spiritual skill was broken and the stick shadow disappeared, Ning Fan was unforgiving, and immediately pointed at the sword mark, and the broken sword also attacked the other party.

With the two swords coming out together, how can the offensive be twice as fast?

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The sound of weapons clashing sounded, and Zhang Jin's iron rod and Ning Fan's two swords continued to fight.

At this time, Zhang Jin was no longer calm as before, but a little sweaty, holding a long stick in front of him and waving it constantly, but he still seemed a little uncomfortable. There is no way, Ning Fan is attacking him with two swords, and the attack direction of the two swords is not the same, one from the front and the other from the right; The attack method is also different, one slashes and one stab, forcing Zhang Jin to turn the long stick into a ball of stick shadows, that's it, it is also dangerous.

Most of the people watching the battle around them came to challenge Ning Fan, so they naturally didn't support Ning Fan, before they were still cheering for Ning Fan being hit again and again, but their eyes widened one by one, and their faces were full of incredulity.

What's going on?

Didn't you say that this kid was going to lose? How is it possible for the Jedi to strike back?

This is the ninety-hundred-and-fifty master on the rankings, which is even more powerful than Meng Quanlong.

Isn't this kid a wasted name?

All kinds of questions arose in everyone's hearts, and many people had begun to rejoice at this time, fortunately Ning Fan was not there when they came to provoke before, otherwise they would have no reason to win in the face of Ning Fan's offend?