The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

The footsteps were getting closer, and along with the roar of battle, Chen Fan even heard waves of scolding.

Listening to the sound, there should be only two middle-aged men.

It was inferred from the footsteps that both of them were seriously injured, otherwise the footsteps would not be so vain, one foot deep and one shallow foot.

After telling Jian Xin all his findings through gestures, the two of them closed their breaths again, without making a sound.

The footsteps and the sound of fighting were getting closer and closer. Chen Fan closed his eyes and held the Wuguang dagger tightly in his hands. He kept deducing in his heart, deducing the timing of the two people walking out of the tunnel.

At that time, it will also be the time for Chen Fan and Jianxin to attack!

In such a situation, no one can believe it, so no matter who he is, he should attack first.

After he is subdued, all doubts can be revealed. At that time, it is clear whether the enemy or the friend is at a glance. If you kill or slash, you can only listen to it!

At this moment, Jian Xin's eyes were watching Chen Fan firmly, and his head was moving back and forth, as if he was nodding.

But every time you move, there is no difference between the up and down trajectory and the speed, which is calculating the footsteps.

Suddenly, Chen Fan nodded faster, and then opened his eyes violently without saying a word. He just glanced at Jian Xin and immediately understood the convenience, and he stabbed a sword without hesitation!

On the other side, the black light dagger in Chen Fan's hand was also pierced at the same time, with a tricky angle and a strong aura!

But at this moment, Chen Fan suddenly felt the black light dagger pierce into a ball of cotton, and most of his strength was immediately taken off.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Jian Xin's entire body has been knocked into the air, and it has fallen heavily. Fortunately, the ground is soft, otherwise it will break a few ribs.

Chen Fan was also uncomfortable here. He only heard a crisp sound, and the black light dagger broke.

At this moment, the only weapon he had under his body was a rift bow obtained from the Royal Paddock.

The people from the passage obviously still had to do it, but Chen Fan didn't give the other party this opportunity. He used his feet and retreated directly to Jian Xin who had just gotten up. The two of them, back to back, stared at the two middle-aged men in the passage.

Both of them were wounded, their faces were pale, and they were obviously losing too much blood, but even so, they were still extraordinary.

One of the five major groups of one's life is like a walking iron tower, dressed in a black suit and full of beards.

The other was dressed as a scribe, wearing a white robe and a turban on his head. He looked quite literary.

Judging from the breath of the two, without exception, all are in the realm of martial arts!

Chen Fan snorted in his heart, knowing that he and Jian Xin were in a major crisis, but looking at the state of the two martial spirits, there should be no murderous intentions, so he turned his eyes and thought about it.

"Why are you two attacking us!"

This is a bite back!

Obviously it was him and Jianxin who were in front of the first sneak attack. Now they are the first to attack. Although a bit shameless, the subtext is, "I moved my hand because I sensed that you were in danger. Now that there is nothing irreparable. In the end, it's better for both parties to give up."

The tower-like middle-aged man obviously didn't understand the deep meaning of Chen Fan's words. After hearing the words, he immediately wanted to open his mouth to refute, but at this time, the middle-aged scribes stopped him with a smile.

"Yes, such a young man has this kind of disposition, which young master are you?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan knew that he and Jianxin were no longer in danger facing the two in front of them, and pulled each other to stand, clasped his fists and said, "Junior Chen Fan, I have met two seniors."