The super son-in-law of the female president

The surrounding skeleton soldiers were instantly cut in half by Zuo Feng's saber energy!
After losing their support, the skeleton soldiers scattered on the ground one after another, completely restoring the previous appearance of wreckage everywhere.

"handsome!"

Just so handsome!

Qin Fan was very happy to see that all the enemies had collapsed.

That five-color battle armor looks very cool, even if it is a little broken, it will become incomparably more majestic than washing it with water after wearing it.

Without saying a word, Qin Fan rushed to the five-color armor on the main desk.

But I haven't taken two steps.

The five-color armor on the main table suddenly trembled violently.

Qin Fan froze for a moment and stopped in his tracks.

Zuo Feng also noticed something strange, and hurried to Qin Fan.

"It seems that there is no discrepancy with my previous guess!"

Qin Fan: "Huh?"

Holding a long knife in his hand, Zuo Feng smiled coldly, raised it, and pointed it at the five-color armor.

"This five-color armor may have produced a weapon soul, or the original weapon soul is not dead."

Qin Fan didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Zuo Feng simply responded to Qin Fan: "It means I have met my opponent!"

The five-color armor moved, and quickly split apart, bursting out a burst of golden light, wrapping a skeleton on the ground.

In an instant, a skeleton wearing colorful battle armor appeared in front of Zuo Feng and Qin Fan.

Holding the long sword in his hand, he faintly emitted a faint cold light.

The hole for the skull's eyes was dark, but Qin Fan looked at him.

Immediately there was a thrill all over his body, as if he had seen through everything about himself, from the inside to the outside, without reservation.

On the face of the skeleton, there seemed to be a hey smile.

In the void, Nan Nan uttered a trace of ancient words.

But Qin Fan understood this old saying.

"The glory of being a warrior, you are qualified to fight with me!"

The skull actually spoke!

Obviously, Qin Fan didn't tell Qin Fan what he said.

The skull's long sword was also aimed at the left winger.

Zuo Feng's face didn't seem to show a trace of worry, on the contrary, he was a little excited, as if he hadn't met an opponent for many years.

"Very well, then please enlighten me!"

Zuo Feng raised the long knife with his right hand, and then placed his left palm flat on the back of his right hand.

This is his etiquette before the duel. Being ready for battle is the greatest respect for a fighter.

The skull moved, and a white figure shot towards the left front like a bow and arrow, and then there was a dull sound of metal clashing.

Zuo Feng took several steps back one after another, while the skull was still holding the sword with one hand, pressing down on Zuo Feng.

Simple anxiety, it seems that the skull has a slight upper hand.

Skull's one-handed sword was able to stabilize Zuo Feng's two-handed knife. This time, it fully demonstrated his amazing arm strength.

Similarly, the long sword may also have an advantage in weight, and it is very heavy at first glance.

One-handed sword can achieve such explosive power and speed, as well as accurate flashes and lightning-like attacks. The colorful skull, an unusual warrior, is indeed much stronger than the previous cannon fodder.

Although it is just a simple tentative look.

It made Qin Fan feel ashamed a lot.

The gap between people is really too big, it is simply an insurmountable chasm.

He can't even beat those cannon fodder soldiers, so he won't mention this kind of small boss.

Zuo Feng tightly held the long knife in his hands, and smiled: "That's right, with such skills, I can indeed use my full strength!"

With a jump, the two opened up the distance, Zuo Feng shook his wrist twice, just now it was a little numb from the shock.

At this moment, Qin Fan saw Zuo Feng's eyes, which had never been serious before, finally became serious at this moment.

Qin Fan looked around, it seems that this place is still very safe for him at this time.

Without minion soldiers, the little boss is only interested in the left winger.

At this time, if there is another sofa, some cola and melon seeds.

Still excellent.

But none of these are available at the moment.

Qin Fan sat cross-legged on the spot, and the self-healing therapy of nine needles and thirteen returns had completely restored his body.

Right now, the only thing he wants to do is watch a play.

Have a good show.

The left forward took a slight step forward with his right foot, his steps were steady and powerful.

Swordsman!
That handsome face, paired with that long knife, resembled a TV series that Qin Fan had watched when he was a child.

It seems to be "No. [-] in the World" directed by Fatty Wang, in which there is a male protagonist named Guihai Yidao.

At this time, if Jiang Xinyue was here, she would probably jump up and shout for cheers!
Faintly, the air around Zuo Feng seemed to become somewhat chaotic.

The blade of the long knife was also faintly glowing with a silver-white light.

This scene made Qin Fan's mouth open.

Sword God vs. Juggernaut!

Something to watch!
The skull wearing colorful armor attacked again.

This time, his figure was like a ghostly figure, which didn't match his burly figure at all.

For a moment, there were many ghosts in the hall, and the cold light of the long sword seemed to be everywhere.

"The Promise Windsail Sword Technique!"

In the void, the colorful skull shouted loudly.

Countless sword qi, which were originally only phantoms, stared at each other for a while, emitted a dazzling light, gathered together in an instant, and flew towards Zuo Feng in all directions.

This?
"Is it a big move?"

Super gorgeous, full of special effects.

This colorful skull doesn't talk about martial arts at all, but directly uses a big move!

Qin Fan was forced to open his eyes by the shining cold light.

Mouse tail juice!

Under this kind of big move, no one can dodge it, it's so fucking annoying.

Zuo Feng will definitely die.

Although Qin Fan really didn't want Zuo Feng to die, he could only forcefully open his eyes, silently cheering for Zuo Feng in his heart.

After all, if Zuo Feng died, then Qin Fan would not be far from death.

Zuo Feng frowned slightly, holding the long knife tightly in both hands, with a sudden posture on his face, apparently also a little surprised.

But in the blink of an eye, he shook his wrist slightly.

The long knife that was originally held in the hand suddenly became ethereal, separated from the handle to the tip, and replaced with countless long knives.

A very strong silver burst out, instantly fighting with the sword energy coming from all sides.

A beep~
Qin Fan's ears were temporarily deaf, and his eyes were also white, shining brightly.

Good guy, as a bystander in this battle, it is probably worth dying like this.

Such real pictures and senses are much, much better than those gorgeous game or movie special effects.

The only pity is that I don't know what the ending will be.

After several seconds, Qin Fan's eyes finally adjusted and his ears could hear.

A skull wearing colorful battle armor and holding a long sword stood in front of Qin Fan.

With his back to Qin Fan.

The distance between the two is only three or four meters.

Qin Fan was startled.