Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 289 I Just Eat Fruit
It never occurred to him that Li Daoyuan had colluded with the people of the Devil's Cult, and the other party admitted it so openly, which meant that Fan Chengfeng would not be able to escape the end of his death tonight.

At least, that's how it seemed to the two people on the opposite side.

Fan Chengfeng naturally didn't mind pretending to be deaf and dumb when facing people from the Demon Cult.

He wanted to leave, but how could the Demon Cult allow him to do so?

"Since you're here, don't leave."

The long sword struck again, and Fan Chengfeng felt that the man was already in front of him in a blink of an eye.

This speed is simply unimaginable.

Another master at the level of a great master, Fan Chengfeng's heart suddenly set off a huge wave. When he was in the Mu family, the priest of the Mu family told him when he introduced the division of martial artists in the Jianghu. There are very few masters at the level of a master in the world. It's already pretty good luck.

Who knew that Fan Chengfeng would meet the second one so soon.

Moreover, the opponent is still from the same force.

This Demon Cult is a bit of a hang-up.

Fan Chengfeng's reaction speed was not slow, or it was an instinctive reaction. With a thought, a sharp knife appeared in his hand and blocked it in front of his chest.

stare!
The tip of the sword pierced the sharp knife with a crisp sound.

"Jie Jie, very good reaction speed."

Although he admired Fan Chengfeng's reaction speed, the man didn't intend to stay at all, and stabbed out with another sword.

Fan Chengfeng Kuangsha's 36-way saber was thrown out, like hype falling, and blocked the sword again.

And seize the gap, and cut it out with one knife.

36-way saber technique, there is no retreat, as long as you seize the opportunity, you will attack. Fan Chengfeng knows the characteristics of his own saber technique, so he tried every means to seize the opportunity.

With light work under his feet, Fan Chengfeng's figure seemed to be erratic in the yard, going left and right, and his saber skills were quite flexible.

Coupled with the mental method of the Dragon Elephant Kungfu, it is as if there is a divine help, and the power is surprisingly powerful.

The black-robed man just used his sword to fight Fan Chengfeng once, and he didn't want to confront Fan Chengfeng head-on anymore. He felt that this kid was simply a freak, with amazing strength. Zhen made Zhen's tiger's mouth numb.

What an incredible thing, but he really happened.

"Brother, isn't it, you can't even take down a little furry child?"

The voice of the male duck watching the battle was full of jokes, and the black robe known as the big brother was not well.

"Don't gloat over there, this kid is very evil, you should watch closely, don't let him slip away."

With that mysterious cell phone and the secrets he knew, it was impossible for the two members of the Demon Sect to let Fan Chengfeng slip away.

Fortunately, no matter what, these two people are both at the Grandmaster level. Although they are members of the Demon Cult, they still know the figure of the Grandmaster, so they did not choose to besiege together.

Otherwise, Fan Chengfeng could basically declare gg.

After the two of them passed ten strokes, Fan Chengfeng was very sad.

Who can be promoted to Grandmaster, who is a fool?

Although Fan Chengfeng was very powerful, he could easily defuse it with four or two strokes, but Fan Chengfeng felt like he had punched the cotton with a heavy punch.

And that black robe also likes to play tricks, creating a little confusion in the process of Fan Chengfeng's moves, making it difficult for Fan Chengfeng to make consecutive moves sometimes.

Fan Chengfeng only used half of the 36-way saber technique before stopping. He was afraid that the opponent would remember him in his heart after he finished all of his attacks, and he might have a countermeasure for the next move.

The fear of the great master lies in this place, and his understanding of martial arts has reached the perfection.

The quick knife was thrown on the ground, because in the process of head-to-head confrontation, it was basically useless.

The opponent is not only superior in number, but also in equipment, completely crushed by strength.

"Boy, it's already very good. You can be regarded as a good seed if you can keep me from attacking for so long."

"It's a pity that there is no time for you to grow up."

The black robe smiled fiercely, holding a sword flower in his hand, and took advantage of this gap to stab at Fan Chengfeng.

At that moment, Fan Chengfeng felt as if his eyes were dazzled, the long sword in the black robe's hand turned into thousands of swords, and he couldn't tell which was the phantom and which was the real long sword.

"Nimma, do you want to be so ruthless?"

Coming up is a big move, Fan Chengfeng feels quite desperate.

I squeezed a fruit in my hand, it was fiery red, very small, only the size of a thumb.

"Goodbye to you,"

Fan Chengfeng threw the exploded fruit on the ground, and with a bang, the black robe was bounced back several meters in an irreversible posture.The distance between the two opened, Fan Chengfeng turned around and left without thinking, he wanted to buy time for himself.

While running, he took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a text message to Su Yating, and there was a super expert at home, so she should naturally deal with such a great master warrior.

"You bring it to me,"

The moment Fan Chengfeng turned around to run away, the male duck voice who was watching the battle suddenly rushed up, aiming at the mobile phone in Fan Chengfeng's hand.

He came prepared and didn't care about anything else. One hand directly clamped Fan Chengfeng's hands, and the other hand was going to snatch the phone.

However, the moment he touched the phone, the phone disappeared.

"What the hell is this?"

The male duck's throat was stunned, it was so good, how could such a big mobile phone disappear?

When he was in a daze, Fan Chengfeng clenched his fist suddenly, broke free, and punched the male duck's voice with all his strength.

Fan Chengfeng didn't have much hope for this punch.

But the male duck's voice flew out like a kite with a broken thread, and the blood drew a beautiful arc in the air.

When the male duck's voice fell to the ground, his whole body was twitching. At that moment, he felt as if he had been hit by a big truck.

"Brother, this kid is really evil."

Although he was injured, he was still able to stand up, and there was nothing serious about it.

The black robe known as the big brother once again blocked Fan Chengfeng's way, forming a new encirclement with the male duck throat behind him.

Fan Chengfeng had another fruit in his hand, it was blue, and the black-robed brother obviously took precautions to prevent himself from being thrown out again.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just eating a piece of fruit."

Fan Chengfeng ate the Qingyuan fruit with a smile, "I have just sent a signal to the teacher for advice. The people of the Demon Cult make trouble, and the teacher will not sit idly by."

The black robe trembled slightly, but then regained its composure.

"Kill you and take away your treasures, what can the so-called decent families in the whole world do to me?"

The black-robed elder brother obviously had a high opinion of the drifting bottle.

"Really? You two little shrimps dare to touch my junior brother?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the sky, like thunder on the ground.

(End of this chapter)