Although he could clearly feel his body getting weaker and weaker, Zhang Fan did not relax at all.
He dove into the alley.
The shouts of the pursuers behind him were still heard.
"There are still fifty meters..." Zhang Fan calculated in his mind. He took out a sword-colored sky-blue cloak from his treasure bag. As long as he crossed the alley and blended into the crowd, he could change his clothes instantly.
Thirty meters to go…
Twenty meters…
Ten meters…
The exit of the alley is already in front of you, and you can vaguely see the crowds of people in the market in the distance.
Escape only takes a moment.
But for some reason, suddenly, an unprecedented sense of danger enveloped Zhang Fan's whole body, making his hair stand on end. He suddenly stopped and took a defensive posture.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
A series of crisp applause sounded in the alley.
"After practicing magic skills, your senses will indeed become extremely sensitive. Hehe, you, a treacherous and rebellious person, actually noticed my existence." A figure slowly walked out from behind Yin's shadow, just in time to block Zhang On Fan's way, the man with a Chinese character face and a green gown was none other than Tian Heng.
"What I practice is not magic." Zhang Fan held the knife in both hands and corrected word by word.
"Even the chief instructor has confirmed it, and you still want to quibble? What a self-destruction!" Tian Heng looked at the ordinary-looking young man in front of him like a cat playing with a mouse.
To be honest, Tian Heng was also a little surprised. The little Orion in front of him, who had extremely poor qualifications and had just entered the martial arts realm after six or seven months of joining the sect, had actually been able to perform for more than ten consecutive months in the past half a month. For the first time, he escaped from being hunted by himself and other people who were several times and dozens of times stronger than him. Although it was all just a plan, Zhang Fan's power of survival in the process still shocked everyone.
"That's a false accusation." Zhang Fan's chest began to beat slowly like a giant drum again.
"How could the superior chief instructor frame a poor person like you with low qualifications?" Tian Heng sneered: "Although you are very cunning, but by now, I knew you would definitely choose this path, so, Our people have been ambushed around here, Zhang Fan, just go ahead and capture them, otherwise... Hey, Senior Brother Lu has given an order, if there is any resistance, we will kill them without mercy."
The words have not yet finished.
As expected, dozens more figures appeared on the top of the walls on both sides of the alley. They were holding swords and had strong auras, trapping Zhang Fan among them.
"Lu Pengfei!!!" Zhang Fan said the name through gritted teeth.
In his eyes that had always been calm, there was a flash of thick and irreversible hatred, and the Orion boy said firmly: "Sooner or later, when Senior Brother Ding comes back, he will pay the price for what he has done."
"Ding Hao? Haha..." Tian Heng laughed loudly: "Ding Hao's era has long gone forever. Do you still hope that he will come to save you?"
Zhang Fan pursed his lips and said nothing.
He was obviously preparing for a last-ditch effort.
The blood-soaked chest was beating more and more violently, as if the heart of a giant dragon was wrapped in the chest. It was beating majestically and powerfully, and strange sounds were beating with a very rhythmic rhythm, even to the naked eye. It can be seen that the dust floating in the air around Zhang Fan's body is being stirred up in groups by an invisible force.
Zhang Fan's exposed skin turned as bright red as if washed with blood.
He opened his mouth, and his white teeth were as sharp as daggers.
Like a demon king harvesting creatures in the dark night.
Even Tian Heng, who had reached the level of Samurai Realm, felt the slightest threat at this moment. He took off the black giant sword from behind, dragged it upside down on the ground, and said: "It is indeed an evil magic power, it can actually be like this." Effect… "
While he was talking, the pursuers arrived from behind and completely blocked the way.
It was the handsome swordsman Zhang Wenzhao and his party.
And it was at this moment that Zhang Fan was ready and his momentum reached its peak.
Both feet kicked the ground violently, and with a roar, the bluestone under his feet shattered, stone fragments flew, and a whirlwind exploded. The ground shook, and Zhang Fan's figure suddenly disappeared, and in a flash he came to Tian Heng's eyes. Bai Zhan's sword struck head-on.
What a speed!
This is the power that comes out purely from the power of the body.
No one expected that at this time, the breakthrough point chosen by Zhang Fan would be Tian Heng, the most powerful among them all.
"Lie down." A feeling of contempt filled his heart, Tian Heng waved the black giant sword and raised it with his backhand.
boom!
A cluster of sparks suddenly appeared in the shadow like the most dazzling spark.
The explosion-like roar was constantly surging in the narrow alley. Everyone felt like thunder in their ears, and their faces were pale from the shock.
Zhang Fan froze, the wounds on his body burst open, and blood spattered, but he did not take a step back.
On the contrary, Tian Heng, who had been practicing earth-based profound energy and was always known for his infinite strength, was actually shocked and fell backwards. A black giant sword was dragged upside down on the ground, causing a series of sparks to rub off.
"You..." Tian Heng exclaimed loudly.
He never dreamed that Zhang Fan, who was in the martial arts realm, would actually burst out with such terrifying fighting power.
Zhang Fan didn't say a word, Pi Lian's cold light flashed, and he slashed out with his sword again.
Tian Heng blocked again.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The black giant sword and the long sword collided continuously.
Tian Heng was so shocked that he fell back again and again, and blood spilled from his mouth. His face was full of horror, and he couldn't believe it.
The bandage on Zhang Fan's body had long been torn and torn, revealing the scarred skin underneath, with scars and broken flesh, and even bones could be seen in some places. It is really unimaginable that he suffered such serious injuries. , how did he persevere.
"What are you doing standing still? There is no need to tell him any rules when dealing with this traitor. Let's all go together!"
Zhang Wenzhao shouted loudly, unsheathed his long sword, and together with his companions behind him, jumped into the air and flew towards the battle group like lightning.
Zhang Fan seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.
His back was facing Zhang Wenzhao and others, the door was wide open, and the Baizhan sword in his hand continued to strike like lightning, striking the black giant sword that Tian Heng could hardly lift.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
As long as Tian Heng is shaken open for another five steps, he can enter the market in the distance.
"Death!" Zhang Wenzhao was second only to Tian Heng in strength. He was extremely fast. With a few flashes of his figure, he was already behind Zhang Fan. His sword was like lightning, and he stabbed Zhang Fan's lower back with a fierce strike. , show no mercy.
As for Zhang Fan, at this time, it seemed that he had no chance to turn around and stop him.
He seemed to be preparing to use his naked body to take the sword forcefully.
Seeing that everything is in danger, but at this critical moment...
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Second update.