Chapter: 729
However, if it were normal, Ji Fan would arrive at this distance of tens of meters in the blink of an eye.
However, in the master showdown, even though Ji Fan's body skills were brilliant, He Zhang was not given for nothing. He wanted to get close to He Zhang, and every step was very difficult.
After probing several times in a row, He Zhang responded with ease, and the distance between the two did not get much closer. At this time, Ji Fan's eyes flashed with contempt.
"The supervisor of the dignified Kyoto Wushu Association just now kept saying that he wanted to send me to the Heiyao dungeon. Why are you playing attrition with me now? He has the ability to fight head-on."
He Zhang didn't care when he heard Ji Fan's ridicule.
"Put away your ridiculous set of radical methods. History is written by the victor. As long as I take you down today, does it matter in what way?"
After speaking, a triumphant smile appeared on He Zhang's face.
"I admit, your physical body is indeed powerful and your body is weird, but, after all, you just broke through the Martial King, and I am the pinnacle of the Martial King. How long can you hold on with me and fight for energy and consumption? Half an hour? One hour?"
"Ho ho, Ji Fan, your defeat is settled. Honestly, kneel down and die."
Hearing this, Ji Fan gave a faint smile.
"Is it?"
Seeing the smile on Ji Fan's face, for some reason, there was a faint anxiety in He Zhang's heart.
His left hand also held the hilt of the Scarlet Blood Sword, holding the sword in both hands, and the internal strength poured into the Scarlet Blood Sword doubled. The Scarlet Blood Sword swung like a blood dragon, and the violent sword energy was like a machine gun. , Shooting towards Ji Fan violently.
As a result, Ji Fan was more struggling to deal with it. In just ten seconds, there were a few more bones in Ji Fan's body.
"Hmph, see how long you can hold on."
He Zhang's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty colors.
At this time, Ji Fan's complexion sank, and if this continues, he will undoubtedly lose.
A struggle flashed in Ji Fan's eyes, but after a while, the color of struggle disappeared.
He stretched out his hand and took out something from his arms.
It is the brass mirror.
Since the previous battle with Wang Guchen, after the brass mirror was damaged, he did not intend to use the brass mirror anymore. He always felt that there should be some big secret behind the brass mirror, but at the moment, He Zhang is a rogue warfare. , So he had to borrow the brass mirror again.
Now that it was decided, Ji Fan no longer hesitated.
The moment he took out the brass mirror, spiritual power surged and poured into the brass mirror, and the brass mirror burst out with a yellow glow, which instantly enveloped the congratulatory badge.
Ji Fan's movements were too fast, and He Zhang didn't react at all. The moment he was enveloped by the brass mirror, he suddenly noticed that he seemed to be stuck in a mud, and his speed instantly slowed down.
For a time, He Zhang's face changed drastically.
"It's now."
A gleam of light flashed in Ji Fan's eyes, and he took a square inch step under his feet. The figure flashed and appeared in front of He Zhang. At the same time, the bronze spear was shot at He Zhang's head.
This shot was thunderous and fast as lightning. With one shot, He Zhang would definitely die.
At the time of life and death, He Zhang retreated violently. At the same time, he vomited a large mouthful of blood. Using this blood, his left hand showed a strange handprint.
As the handprints were completed, a blood-colored cover like a bell appeared all over his body.
clang!
Ji Fan's shot smashed the bloody bell jar in an instant.
In an instant, the blood-colored bell jar erupted with a violent tremor, and He Zhang flew out again.
The flying out greeting badge turned pale, and then hurriedly spouted a mouthful of blood, sprayed on the trembling blood bell, and the blood bell immediately stabilized.
Seeing this scene, He Zhang smiled viciously:
"Ji Fan, you really surprised me if you could force me to show my trump card, but unless Wu Zong comes, you won't be able to break my morning clock of blood."
"Really?" Ji Fan's eyes burst out with a sneer. JrNovels.com
However, in the master showdown, even though Ji Fan's body skills were brilliant, He Zhang was not given for nothing. He wanted to get close to He Zhang, and every step was very difficult.
After probing several times in a row, He Zhang responded with ease, and the distance between the two did not get much closer. At this time, Ji Fan's eyes flashed with contempt.
"The supervisor of the dignified Kyoto Wushu Association just now kept saying that he wanted to send me to the Heiyao dungeon. Why are you playing attrition with me now? He has the ability to fight head-on."
He Zhang didn't care when he heard Ji Fan's ridicule.
"Put away your ridiculous set of radical methods. History is written by the victor. As long as I take you down today, does it matter in what way?"
After speaking, a triumphant smile appeared on He Zhang's face.
"I admit, your physical body is indeed powerful and your body is weird, but, after all, you just broke through the Martial King, and I am the pinnacle of the Martial King. How long can you hold on with me and fight for energy and consumption? Half an hour? One hour?"
"Ho ho, Ji Fan, your defeat is settled. Honestly, kneel down and die."
Hearing this, Ji Fan gave a faint smile.
"Is it?"
Seeing the smile on Ji Fan's face, for some reason, there was a faint anxiety in He Zhang's heart.
His left hand also held the hilt of the Scarlet Blood Sword, holding the sword in both hands, and the internal strength poured into the Scarlet Blood Sword doubled. The Scarlet Blood Sword swung like a blood dragon, and the violent sword energy was like a machine gun. , Shooting towards Ji Fan violently.
As a result, Ji Fan was more struggling to deal with it. In just ten seconds, there were a few more bones in Ji Fan's body.
"Hmph, see how long you can hold on."
He Zhang's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty colors.
At this time, Ji Fan's complexion sank, and if this continues, he will undoubtedly lose.
A struggle flashed in Ji Fan's eyes, but after a while, the color of struggle disappeared.
He stretched out his hand and took out something from his arms.
It is the brass mirror.
Since the previous battle with Wang Guchen, after the brass mirror was damaged, he did not intend to use the brass mirror anymore. He always felt that there should be some big secret behind the brass mirror, but at the moment, He Zhang is a rogue warfare. , So he had to borrow the brass mirror again.
Now that it was decided, Ji Fan no longer hesitated.
The moment he took out the brass mirror, spiritual power surged and poured into the brass mirror, and the brass mirror burst out with a yellow glow, which instantly enveloped the congratulatory badge.
Ji Fan's movements were too fast, and He Zhang didn't react at all. The moment he was enveloped by the brass mirror, he suddenly noticed that he seemed to be stuck in a mud, and his speed instantly slowed down.
For a time, He Zhang's face changed drastically.
"It's now."
A gleam of light flashed in Ji Fan's eyes, and he took a square inch step under his feet. The figure flashed and appeared in front of He Zhang. At the same time, the bronze spear was shot at He Zhang's head.
This shot was thunderous and fast as lightning. With one shot, He Zhang would definitely die.
At the time of life and death, He Zhang retreated violently. At the same time, he vomited a large mouthful of blood. Using this blood, his left hand showed a strange handprint.
As the handprints were completed, a blood-colored cover like a bell appeared all over his body.
clang!
Ji Fan's shot smashed the bloody bell jar in an instant.
In an instant, the blood-colored bell jar erupted with a violent tremor, and He Zhang flew out again.
The flying out greeting badge turned pale, and then hurriedly spouted a mouthful of blood, sprayed on the trembling blood bell, and the blood bell immediately stabilized.
Seeing this scene, He Zhang smiled viciously:
"Ji Fan, you really surprised me if you could force me to show my trump card, but unless Wu Zong comes, you won't be able to break my morning clock of blood."
"Really?" Ji Fan's eyes burst out with a sneer. JrNovels.com
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