"It seems that the eldest brother now has a brand new skill-" Yan Luo smiled reluctantly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fan Haile nodded: "That's right, I'll tell you about this later, I guess you won't talk to me now after listening to it-"

Yan Luo's eyes were suspicious, but his figure was not idle, only to see him retreat slightly, he dodged Fan Haile's muzzle, and at the same time, the chain on his right arm stabbed towards Fan Haile like a poisonous snake.

Fan Haile was slightly stunned, then smiled lightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place. Yan Luo's chains suddenly burst into the air.

Yan Luo was shocked by Fan Haile's current speed, because his current speed was only inferior to that when he had the power of evil.

And at this moment, a strong wind suddenly stabbed towards Yan Luo from the side, and Yan Luo reacted quickly, which was tempered by "a hundred battles".

"Bang-"

Yan Luo once again resisted Fan Haile's blow.

"Hey-" Yan Luo smirked.

"Hey-" Van Haile still smiled back, but the next second, his figure disappeared directly.

"Come back-" Yan Luo grimaced, speed was his biggest weakness!

At this time, Fan Haile's attack was still coming from behind, not giving Yan Luo time to speak at all.

After successfully blocking again and again, Fan Haile was still happy to fight guerrillas, which suddenly aroused the hostility in Yan Luo's heart!

"Roar—"

Yan Luo let out a loud roar, and his bloody murderous aura skyrocketed, forcing Fan Haile's figure out, and even blowing Fan Haile's figure back a few steps.

Fan Haile was secretly surprised, but Yan Luo had already rushed towards him with a scythe.

At this time, Yan Luo's eyes were red, his face was fierce, and he was full of murderous aura, he really thought that he was a demon king from hell if he didn't know, but if he knew, he was not so frightened!

Fan Haile frowned, thinking in his heart that Yan Luo's anger had increased again, could it be because he was abused by Sindra?

Thinking about it, Yan Luo is quite pitiful, he was originally so heavy and angry, but he didn't dare to do anything to Sindra, so it is normal for him to be angry now.

I think about it so much, but in reality it's only a moment.

Fan Haile thought of this, smiled slightly, and did not dodge, but rushed towards Yan Luo.

"Roar—"

Yan Luo roared, like a demonic beast, blood and murderous aura splashed everywhere, he raised the sickle high, and it was directly slashed at Fan Haile.

Fan Haile resisted with a horizontal sword, only to hear the sound of "Qiang-", sparks flew everywhere, force, murderous aura filled the surroundings, and the stone slabs on the ground were shattered layer by layer!

"Drink-" The corners of Yan Luo's mouth hooked a hint of evil smile, and with a bang, the sickle in his hand slashed vigorously one by one, gradually forming a sword light and sword shadow, which made Fan Haile not let go of his hand and fled away.

In fact, Fan Haile didn't think about dodging, the big sword in his hand opened and closed, and Yan Luo, you slash me with a sword, you come and go, each does not give way, if it weren't for the energy generated by the two fighting, it would really be like a street fight.

Gradually, Fan Haile felt exhausted, this is not physical exhaustion, but such hand-to-hand combat, Fan Haile can't take advantage of i at all.

Yan Luo's sickle and chain are used together, and when the knife is slashed, the chain will automatically find an opportunity to stab Fan Haile, and it is not necessary for Yan Luo to control it with his arm, which shows that the current Yan Luo's telekinesis technique has been practiced to a certain extent.

And Fan Haile is different, while Fan Haile is slashing with Yan Luo, he also has to dodge the sneak attack of the chain with two hearts, but he can't take out a shotgun, because the distance is too close, so in general, hand-to-hand combat with Yan Luo is too unsuitable for Fan Haile!

Thinking of this, Fan Haile directly urged the sword qi, and suddenly a white light appeared on his silver sword.

Seeing this, Yan Luo didn't care at all, and was about to greet Fan Haile with the sickle raised, he hadn't experienced this feeling for half a year, and he was naturally addicted, so he contracted his master's vice, and he didn't have a sense of seriousness.

When Yan Luo's scythe and Fan Haile's silver sword collided, Yan Luo's body was suddenly stunned, and his body was directly swept away by the sword qi.

"Hah-"

As soon as Fan Haile saw it, he chuckled, and then directly pulled out the silver gun and pulled the trigger.

"Bang-bang-"

A few gunshots rang out, and Yan Luo, out of instinct, rolled directly from the ground with a dog, quite embarrassed, but he didn't know that this bullet didn't have much lethality.

Finally, when Yan Luo was shot again, he suddenly remembered that it was impossible for Fan Haile to hit him with a real bullet, and he immediately relieved his heart, but he didn't expect that this marker bullet was more terrifying than a silver bullet.

Yan Luo was about to stand up, but suddenly found that Fan Haile was already standing in front of him, his head lowered, and a harmless smile on his face.

Yan Luo was shocked, and directly urged the murderous aura again.

"Drink—"

Yan Luo drank violently, and the murderous aura surged, forming a barrier.

"Brush—"

Seeing this, Fan Haile directly raised the knife in his hand, and the weight of the big sword carrier was directly smashed into Yan Luo.

"Smack-"

At this time, the blood-colored barrier was like a mud strong, and it broke in an instant, and the big sword slashed unabated, smashing Yan Luo like a thunderbolt.

"I'll go—"

Yan Luo was startled, and he raised the sickle in his hand and wanted to block it, but he responded in a hurry, how could he, who did not mention the killing intent, be able to easily take over a thousand catties of huge power at one time, so Yan Luo was sad!

In the courtyard, the ground stone slabs were in a mess, and I saw Van Hale wearing a blood-colored windbreaker, a ponytail fluttering at the back of his head, and a mask covering his face, quite handsome and mysterious, he seemed to be holding a big sword easily in his hand, but the sword body of the big sword was pressed on Yan Luo's shoulder.

Yan Luo was carrying a sickle on his shoulder, and the handle of the sickle blocked the silver sword that almost slashed on his shoulder, only to see Yan Luo at this time, his face was flushed, his head was cold sweat, and his nose was spraying rough air, completely lacking the initial evil and compelling appearance.

Yan Luo said bitterly: "Big brother, can you take your big sword away, I can't hold on anymore-"

"Then you won't surrender—" Van Haile pouted.

Yan Luo smiled bitterly: "Big brother, I surrendered, and I fought anyway - what is your sword made of, why is it so heavy?" ”

"Is it heavy?" Fan Haile picked up the big sword from Yan Luo's shoulder and held it in one hand, and Yan Luo was stunned for a while.

Yan Luo rubbed his shoulders, stood up, and smiled at Fan Haile: "Big brother, what should I do with your sword?" ”

"Okay--but I don't know if my sword is with you-" Fan Haile smiled and waved his big sword, and Yan Luo's eyes bulged again.

"Cut--you still can't follow, it's like you're holding a fairy sword, and you can still be psychic?" Yan Luo pouted.

When Fan Haile heard this, he immediately pretended to be frightened: "Oh, you really guessed correctly, look at the sword-" (To be continued.) )