The bloody man's sword was so powerful that Jian Fan felt exhausted after only holding on for more than ten seconds.
Her body slowly bent down, the sword in her hand slashed downwards, and her whole body was scratched from the ground like a cannonball.
"I will solve it" Rong Nan formed a seal with one hand, temporarily holding back the bloody man who was rushing towards Jian Fan.
Jian Fan's previous reaction was somewhat beyond his expectation.
Maybe he didn't dare to make decisions for her again.
Panting heavily, Jian Fan glanced at Rong Nan for a second, and then looked at the ferocious bloody man with a straight eye.
She pursed her lips, and you could see the reluctance in her heart.
"Let me vent my anger first.
I can't hold you in any longer.
Ananda, don't be so nagging, I won't be polite to you."
If she continues to be lazy, Ananda will treat her like a pig.
She just happened to run into Dao Qing's troubles and Liao Chen, an old liar.
The anger in her heart hadn't dissipated yet, so let her indulge once.
It's okay if he doesn't die.
Ananda is here.
"There's really nothing I can do against you, madam."
Rong Nan reminded Jian Fan, and then withdrew his spell.
Without the obstruction of Rong Di, there was a kind of contempt for Jian Fan in the bloody man's eyes.
He hummed a few words, and the unpleasant air spurted out from his nose, which also made Jian Fan feel disgusted.
"Another one who doesn't like to be clean.
This lady is going to be angry."
The copper coins on the sword in Jian Fan's hand began to flow rapidly.
Her eyes were stern, she retreated instead of advancing, and she suddenly distanced herself.
From the fight just now, Jian Fan knew that the bloody man was a master of martial arts.
His moves were methodical, he had thoughts and abilities, and the weathered armor he wore showed his glory in life.
Jian Fan has only been exposed to martial arts for five years, and he is no longer a rookie in front of Guan Gong.
Jian Fan pounced very quickly, and the paper charms in her pocket scattered like snowflakes.
It was not the formation she was most familiar with.
She had no time to set up the formation in such a short time.
She was really just delaying.
The talisman exploded the moment the bloody man touched it, like a firework that was about to end just after it started.
And her delay worked.
The talisman did not cause much harm to the bloody man, but it could actually hurt him.
For people who are accustomed to conspiracy theories, your straightforwardness will also appear to be a cunning one.
For a moment, he hesitated on the spot and did not step forward directly.
What Jian Fan wanted was his hesitation in this second.
Her copper coin swords spread out in an instant, forming the most common Big Dipper formation.
It wasn't just stacking, it was stacked one after another, almost covering up all the loopholes.
Fifteen large The array was activated, and the remaining two copper coins remained in front of her, doing the final defense.
The bloody man was blocked, and the endlessly breathing Big Dipper fought with his rigorous attacks, sparks continued, and murderous intent was hidden.
Jian Fan is equivalent to doing one hundred and five things at the same time.
Compared with the increasing wounds and black mist on the bloody man, her white lips show that her consumption is not small.
She is also working hard, brain At this moment, it was as stimulating as the prick of a needle, yet extremely sober.
The bloody man dragged his scarred body and moved step by step in the direction of Jian Fan.
One step further, another step.
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The gap that was initially opened up between Simplified and Traditional Chinese is gradually narrowing.
Rong Nan frowned and leaned to the side.
The corners of his clothes moved, but he quickly stopped and he did not speak.
Jian Fan also knew that she would be in greater danger if the bloody man came closer.
Even if the formation thrown out is powerful, she can't bear the consumption, not to mention that the bloody man himself is not weak.
She continued to perform the hand gesture with her left hand, and put her right hand behind her back.
The two copper coins that were originally blocked in front of her did the same trick and disappeared into the formation.
When the harassment caused by the copper coins intensified, the bloody man seemed to disdain to play any more.
He put his broadsword on his shoulder, and then swung it forward vigorously, with a trace of the spirit of cutting through the void, as if thousands of troops were fighting.
Time is whizzing towards you, and unprecedented oppression hits Jian Fan's eyes.
Thin and dense sand and stones fall down, hitting her head and body.
She didn't care about anything.
She gritted her teeth and formed a seal.
Half of the copper coins quickly gathered together to form a shield.
The wind blades struck, and the clanking and clanging collisions were heard endlessly.
She swallowed the blood that welled up in her mouth and smiled strangely at the bloody man, "I won't play with you anymore, bye."
The copper coins surrounding the bloody man stopped for a moment.
If you look closely, you will see that they are just shadows.
The shadows suddenly exploded, threatening even the stone wall on one side, and the gravel continued to fly.
Rong Nan finally got instructions from the "top leader", and he was not as troublesome as Jian Fan fighting.
In the face of absolute strength, all means will fail to achieve the goal.
After Jian Fan's attack, the bloody man must have expected something.
Taking advantage of the chaos at the scene, he began to retreat carefully.
"You want to tease Xiao Fanfan, why don't you ask me if I agree?"
The blood of the bloody man was exaggerated, and it was just a superficial injury.
It caused his baby to suffer internal injuries, and he had to swallow it in pain.
Going down is simply too much.
Rong Nan snorted coldly.
The bloody man thought that he was retreating step by step towards Rong Nan, the god of death.
Perhaps he was an experienced general, but the bloody man stopped in time before it was too late.
Rong Ran was wearing a rare black outfit.
He didn't even look at the thing in front of him.
He turned to look at Jian Fan without letting go of the hand gestures in his hands.
"Roar" The bloody man didn't even have time to swing his sword, and a gust of wind blade rushed back from the direction he swung out.
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, bang, a fine sword was smashed into a pile of scrap metal, and the wounds left by Jian Fan on his body became bone-deep in minutes.
The bloody man who had just been covered in blood was now covered in black energy, like a moving black smoke.
Seeing the bloody man, he still roared, and Jian Fan's complexion turned even paler.
Rong Nan's white porcelain hands directly made fists, and the bloody man seemed to be strangled by the neck, and he was lifted up like a little chicken.
After leaving the ground, there was no time to make any sound.
The moment Jian Fan lowered his head and coughed, the bloody man suddenly turned into ashes.
Black energy and blood energy surged in the air.
"Xiao Fanfan, where are you going?"
Jian Fan stuffed himself with a healing pill.
When he looked up, he saw the opponent that he had not been able to defeat despite all his efforts.
Ananda raised his hand and solved the problem.
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She suddenly thought of the decision she had made just now, taking down the last barrier to protect herself, taking risks and being willful.
Is it because Ananda is here?
Because he is here, she can go crazy.
Her heartbeat was a little erratic.
She walked aimlessly in one direction, but was shouted down by Rong Nan.
"I, I'm going to find the treasure."
She used to be able to command Rong Rong to do this and that at will, but why is she so pretentious now?
Jian Fan laughed at herself in her heart, and pouted at Rong Nan, "I am tired, Ananda.
The dirty things I see next belong to you, and the treasure belongs to me."
This look of picking up a big bargain seems to have returned to the initial state of getting along.
"Yes, ma'am."
The corners of Rong Nan's lips curled up into a shocking smile.
He stood beside Jian Fan, his tall figure and bright light, "Xiao Fanfan, I have no objection, but if you keep walking from here, we will go out
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