Chapter: 921
Ji Fan used the tiny space left by the Wang family thugs in Kyoto to cleverly avoid this round of joint attacks.
Seeing this scene, Feng Mo's face sank, and his look at the Wang family in Kyoto flashed a vicious look. Feng Mo's actual combat experience was very rich. He knew very well that if the hearts of the people are uneven, if the fight goes on like this, it will not be formed. The siege, on the contrary, would allow Ji Fan to find a chance to slip away.
At this moment, Feng Mo directly yelled at his own men.
"You all spread out, surround him for me, don't let him run away, the old man will fight him alone."
Feng Mo gave an order, and the people of the Kyoto Wushu Association immediately dispersed, completely enclosing Ji Fan in the middle.
At this moment, Feng Mo looked at Ji Fan and sneered:
"Boy, no matter what tricks you play today, the ending will be the same. Accept your fate."
"If you are not dead, you are relying on cultivating for decades more than me. If you give me a few years, I will kill you like a dog."
Ji Fan said coldly.
"Put away your ridiculous set of radical skills, strength is everything, how long is the length of cultivation time, only those who survive are qualified to speak harsh words, as for you, ho ho, you have no chance."
Feng Mo was not moved by Ji Fan's words.
Hearing this, Ji Fan smiled faintly;
"It's said that a dog can't spit out ivory, but what you said is quite to my appetite. It just so happens that I also want to see how strong your old dog is."
Ji Fan wanted to delay time, but Feng Mo didn't want to.
"I really don't know how to live or die." Feng Mo sneered.
"It's up to you to see if you can resist the old man's third punch."
He suddenly punched again.
The third punch came with a detonation.
At this moment, Feng Mo, the inner strength surging above his fist, seemed to turn into a powerful arrow, bursting towards Ji Fan.
Facing this terrifying blow, Ji Fan's spiritual power poured out. On top of both fists, golden light flashed, and dozens of punches were blasted out in the blink of an eye.
boom!
Rao is so, at the moment of contact, Ji Fan fell in love.
Although he blasted dozens of punches in succession, the power was still a little worse than Feng Mo's punch.
boom!
Ji Fan's body was instantly hit by more than a dozen inner strengths of Feng Mo.
Rao is Ji Fan's tyrannical force, and more than a dozen wounds appeared on his body in an instant. In every way, bones are deeply visible.
With this powerful force, Ji Fan withdrew back to more than ten feet, then he stabilized his figure and looked at Feng Mo coldly.
After fighting for this period of time, Ji Fan has roughly felt it. His current strength is too far from that of the Fifth Grade Wuzong, and his ordinary killer moves are not the opponent of Feng Mo at all. If he continues to fight like this, he will sooner or later. Was consumed to death.
What's more, his main task now is not to fight the wind and devil, but to delay the time until tomorrow morning when Wang Guming arrives.
At this time, Feng Mo saw that his third punch had not taken Ji Fan down, and his eyes were a little surprised.
"Boy, I have to say that you are indeed well-deserved. It seems that among the younger generation, you are already at the top."
"However, this should be your full strength. Next is the old man's fourth punch, ready to die."
When Feng Mo said this, his figure moved.
The violent inner strength once again converged on his fist, and in a blink of an eye, an aura of destruction was exuded.
Feeling this scene, Ji Fan's eyes flashed sharply.
"It's time to try this trick."
Ji Fan’s fists suddenly crossed and placed in front of his lower abdomen. At the same time, an extremely strong spiritual force burst out from all over his body and poured into Ji Fan’s fists in a strange path. .
In an instant, above Ji Fan's double fists, the spiritual power was highly concentrated, and he even made a slight sonic boom of'Puff Puff'. JrNovels.com
Seeing this scene, Feng Mo's face sank, and his look at the Wang family in Kyoto flashed a vicious look. Feng Mo's actual combat experience was very rich. He knew very well that if the hearts of the people are uneven, if the fight goes on like this, it will not be formed. The siege, on the contrary, would allow Ji Fan to find a chance to slip away.
At this moment, Feng Mo directly yelled at his own men.
"You all spread out, surround him for me, don't let him run away, the old man will fight him alone."
Feng Mo gave an order, and the people of the Kyoto Wushu Association immediately dispersed, completely enclosing Ji Fan in the middle.
At this moment, Feng Mo looked at Ji Fan and sneered:
"Boy, no matter what tricks you play today, the ending will be the same. Accept your fate."
"If you are not dead, you are relying on cultivating for decades more than me. If you give me a few years, I will kill you like a dog."
Ji Fan said coldly.
"Put away your ridiculous set of radical skills, strength is everything, how long is the length of cultivation time, only those who survive are qualified to speak harsh words, as for you, ho ho, you have no chance."
Feng Mo was not moved by Ji Fan's words.
Hearing this, Ji Fan smiled faintly;
"It's said that a dog can't spit out ivory, but what you said is quite to my appetite. It just so happens that I also want to see how strong your old dog is."
Ji Fan wanted to delay time, but Feng Mo didn't want to.
"I really don't know how to live or die." Feng Mo sneered.
"It's up to you to see if you can resist the old man's third punch."
He suddenly punched again.
The third punch came with a detonation.
At this moment, Feng Mo, the inner strength surging above his fist, seemed to turn into a powerful arrow, bursting towards Ji Fan.
Facing this terrifying blow, Ji Fan's spiritual power poured out. On top of both fists, golden light flashed, and dozens of punches were blasted out in the blink of an eye.
boom!
Rao is so, at the moment of contact, Ji Fan fell in love.
Although he blasted dozens of punches in succession, the power was still a little worse than Feng Mo's punch.
boom!
Ji Fan's body was instantly hit by more than a dozen inner strengths of Feng Mo.
Rao is Ji Fan's tyrannical force, and more than a dozen wounds appeared on his body in an instant. In every way, bones are deeply visible.
With this powerful force, Ji Fan withdrew back to more than ten feet, then he stabilized his figure and looked at Feng Mo coldly.
After fighting for this period of time, Ji Fan has roughly felt it. His current strength is too far from that of the Fifth Grade Wuzong, and his ordinary killer moves are not the opponent of Feng Mo at all. If he continues to fight like this, he will sooner or later. Was consumed to death.
What's more, his main task now is not to fight the wind and devil, but to delay the time until tomorrow morning when Wang Guming arrives.
At this time, Feng Mo saw that his third punch had not taken Ji Fan down, and his eyes were a little surprised.
"Boy, I have to say that you are indeed well-deserved. It seems that among the younger generation, you are already at the top."
"However, this should be your full strength. Next is the old man's fourth punch, ready to die."
When Feng Mo said this, his figure moved.
The violent inner strength once again converged on his fist, and in a blink of an eye, an aura of destruction was exuded.
Feeling this scene, Ji Fan's eyes flashed sharply.
"It's time to try this trick."
Ji Fan’s fists suddenly crossed and placed in front of his lower abdomen. At the same time, an extremely strong spiritual force burst out from all over his body and poured into Ji Fan’s fists in a strange path. .
In an instant, above Ji Fan's double fists, the spiritual power was highly concentrated, and he even made a slight sonic boom of'Puff Puff'. JrNovels.com
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