endless force

Chapter 480 Instant Killing Master Fang

Name: Red Long Sword
Type: Weapon
Level: first level

Attack power: First class

Attribute: None

Special effects: none

Whether copies can be taken out: No

Remarks: It is useless, and it takes a lot of effort to chop firewood!
Looking at the attributes of this red long sword, Xiaoqian couldn't believe it. This is what they and their group are fighting for.

But at this time, she couldn't allow her to think about what the problem was. Young Master Fang's eyes that seemed to be eating people made her feel cold, and she quickly explained: "I can guarantee with my life, this is definitely that I absolutely did not do anything to the long sword that I took out from the blood pool. Besides, I will not be stupid enough to play tricks on you at this time."

Even though the other party explained everything, the anger in Young Master Fang's eyes never decreased in the slightest. He never knew that the other party was not lying, and under such circumstances, there was no need to tell a lie that would be exposed immediately.

But how could the anger in his heart be extinguished, he desperately needed a toy to vent, so as to calm down the anger in front of him.

The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and Young Master Fang suddenly moved his ears slightly, turned his eyes, and immediately found that the blood in the blood pool not far away had disappeared at some point.

He immediately pinched Xiaoqian like a chicken, and walked to the side of the pool of blood. Before he could look down, a red shadow flew out of the pool of blood.

Young Master Fang's expression froze, and a big knife immediately appeared in his hand, which was placed horizontally in front of him.

Xiaoqian at the side faintly felt a red light flash in the air, and a bloodshot figure appeared behind Young Master Fang.

She took a closer look and found that it was Mo Fan who was blasted into the pool of blood by her!

At this time, Mo Fan looked very strange, with dark red blood lingering all over his body, his eyes were red, his face was ferocious and crazy, as if he was an evil spirit returning from hell, holding a red long sword in his hand, vicious and bloodthirsty The breath spreads!
Xiaoqian just took a look, and felt goose bumps all over her body, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. The Mo Fan in front of her felt like a bloodthirsty beast, which might tear her into pieces at any time. debris.

At this time, she was able to rejoice from the bottom of her heart that she was supported by the so-called Young Master Fang, otherwise, if she were to fight against Mo Fan at this time, she would not even have the courage to resist.

But in the blink of an eye, Xiaoqian immediately felt something was wrong. The young master Fang put the big knife in front of him, and then kept the same posture without any change, as if he had been hit by a fixation spell.

At this time, countless bloodstains appeared on that Young Master Fang's body, and then fell straight on the ground, turning into countless pieces of meat!

It felt like a glass bottle fell to the ground and instantly turned into countless glass slags.

This young master Fang with unfathomable strength is just... dead?
For a moment, Xiaoqian felt that her brain was short-circuited by the shock, and she was dumbfounded. She had seen the strength of Young Master Fang before, so powerful that it was exaggerated, but he was instantly killed by Mo Fan. It is too exaggerated.

But when she saw Mo Fan's crimson eyes falling on her, her body couldn't help trembling, especially when she saw the bloodthirsty light in the other's eyes, her legs were weak, and a burst of urination hit her, almost Scared incontinence.

"You...do you remember...me? Mo Fan?" Xiaoqian is indeed an excellent predator, even at this moment when she was almost scared to pee, she clearly noticed it.Mo Fan seems to have lost his mind at this time, that is to say, he has completely forgotten who she is.

She immediately tried to see if she could get a chance to survive through deception, and tremblingly said the most shameless words: "Don't you remember... me? We are... best friends, you said... Would never hurt me."

Mo Fan, whose eyes were red and lost his mind, actually seemed to have awakened his conscience for a moment. He walked slowly in front of him, and put his hands lightly on Xiaoqian's shoulders.

"Do you remember? I am the woman you love the most." Xiaoqian's spirit was lifted immediately, a gleam of joy flashed in her eyes, she felt alive, and continued to brazenly say, "You said you would love me forever, Never hurt... ah!"

Before Xiao Qian could finish her words, Mo Fan grabbed her shoulders and tore her body in half, leaving her intestines and internal organs flowing all over the floor.

This was far from enough for Mo Fan at this time, and he tore up Xiao Qian's still-dead body one after another, leaving only irregular pieces of flesh in the end.

"Hahahaha!"

The red-eyed Mo Fan seemed to have done something extremely happy, and began to laugh wildly. This kind of wanton killing made him feel an indescribable sense of joy and excitement, which is really wonderful!
Suddenly, a look of struggle appeared on his face, but it was quickly taken over by madness, followed by another look of struggle.

In this way, the expression on Mo Fan's face kept switching between madness and struggle, just like schizophrenia.

After a long time, an extremely strange situation appeared on his face. One half of his face had a crazy and ferocious expression, and his eyes were red, while the other half of his face was rational and angry, with black and white eyes.

"You...get the fuck out of here!"

Suddenly, a full roar erupted from Mo Fan's mouth, and all the red blood and red eyes lingering around his body quickly faded like a tide, pouring into the red long sword in his hand.

His eyes immediately returned to clarity, and without any hesitation or slowness, he immediately stuffed the red sword in his hand into the storage space. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

Mo Fan never expected that he would be controlled by the long sword just by touching the red long sword underneath.

This feeling of being controlled by someone is nothing more than what he hates the most, especially being controlled by a sword, it is simply an insult to his talent and skills as a sword master.

Lying on the ground, Mo Fan didn't even want to lift a finger. He hasn't felt this way for a long time, and he is really tired.

Relying on the extremely tenacious willpower to regain control of the body, I am afraid that only he can do it. If it were anyone else, he would have been controlled by the crimson sword long ago and turned into a beast that only knows bloodthirsty and killing. monster.

Although he narrowly escaped death this time and was almost controlled by a sword, there is no doubt that Mo Fan's harvest is definitely not rich enough to describe it.

But now he is really not in the mood to see the harvest, he is too mentally exhausted, his upper and lower eyelids are constantly fighting, he hastily summoned seven days to guard him by his side, and then fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)