Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

Not long after the opening like this, Jing Fan had already taken the life of one of the other party. He was as chic as the wind, but the other party was horrified and resentful. The atmosphere between the few people suddenly reached a feverish stage.

The remaining four members of the Tang family were even more serious, their eyes were focused, and they exerted all their strength, obviously wanting to make the most of what they had learned all their life. Ao Ran was also surprised by the intense atmosphere between them. Tired and painful, but barely holding on, try to keep your eyes open and stare, not to miss a moment.

This time, Jing Fan, who succeeded in the attack, no longer waited for the Tang family to strike first, but took the initiative to launch an attack, shuttling between the four of them, under his swift figure like a gust of wind, the white mist around him seemed to be unable to keep up with his speed , leaving afterimages, making people feel that he is like a cloud of misty smoke, which makes people unable to touch or grasp.

It also made the Tang family desperate.

Since the establishment of the Tang family, they have practiced the peerless secret book "Extreme Dao". Even if it is incomplete, they are invincible on this continent. family, but countless families died in their hands. None of these families could resist when facing the Tang family. They were basically crushed and slaughtered by the opponent with absolute advantages, as if they were powerless child.

Countless battles like this have also made the Tang family up and down, and the self-confidence of the ancestors has been inflated to the extreme. They believe that as long as they practice the cheats well, no one in this world can be their opponent.

They look down on the swordsmanship, boxing technique, and swordsmanship of various families on the mainland, or other strange moves with slanted swords. I only believe that in the face of such an absolutely powerful inner strength method as "Extreme Way", all the moves that look powerful and the speed that people can't catch are all jokes.

With such a belief, they have indeed cultivated their internal strength to the extreme. When dealing with weaker people, the opponent will be restrained by their strong internal strength and defeated by them. But when their opponents are like them one day When they are strong, the opponent even knows swordsmanship and ethereal body skills, so their only strong internal strength is just a joke.

What's more - the opponent's internal strength is stronger than them.

Ao Ran watched with emotion from the outside. The fear of the Tang family while reading the book still remained undiminished after wearing the book. After all, Jing Fan, the chosen son of heaven, was abused by Tang Shengyou for more than 100 chapters. Death can be described as horrible.

But now Tang Shengyou died without even a chance to make a move, and the rest of the Tang family looked at their current posture, and they were completely manipulated by Jing Fan.

Tang Chengbo has already turned from impatience to berserk now, panting like a cow, sweating profusely, while desperately avoiding Jing Fan's sword, at the same time trying to catch him, but failed again and again, after so many repetitions, he finally couldn't help yelling , "Bastard! Brat, if you have the ability, stop and let's have a one-on-one! Is running around as interesting as a mad dog?"

Before Jing Fan could speak, Ao Ran, who was sitting on the steps, became unhappy, and cursed back, "Oh, Tang Chengbo, you have a big face. Your speed is your strength. If you don't have this strength, you won't let it go." People use it? You don’t feel ashamed to panic when you say this at an old age, I think you are a mad dog, you can’t beat this, and when you get anxious, you start biting people.”

Tang Chengbo wanted to turn his head and glared at Ao Ran, but Jing Fan stabbed him in the back of the shoulder again. The pain caused him to grin his teeth and almost growl, but Jing Fan stopped in front of him, and the others were suddenly stopped by him. Fudong was taken aback, he couldn't close the move in time, and staggered a few steps for a while.

Jing Fan pursed his lips and smiled, "Then do as you say."

After all, the sword in his hand was also put away, and he slashed at Tang Chengbo with his palm. This Tang Chengbo is a martial idiot after all, he reacts quickly, and quickly wants to hide. At the same time, he also attacks like Jing Fan from a tricky angle, but Jing Fan still Smiling, he looked at his gradually approaching palms, until he was close to the body's internal force, which suddenly surged, as if it weighed a thousand catties, and squeezed the air around Tang Chengbo's body, making him freeze in the middle of the road, like an invisible invisible Tang Chengbo panicked and struggled crazily. He had never experienced such a feeling, even when facing Tondello, he had never felt such a great pressure. He kept going crazy Exercising the internal energy of the whole body, he tried his best to fight, he thought that no matter how strong the opponent was, he was just a kid who was a round younger than himself, and the time was calculated, it was far less than a year since that brat from the Ao family came to the Jing family , In such a short period of time, no matter how talented he is, he can't go anywhere in his cultivation.

However, he was disappointed in the end. The internal force he had gathered with all his strength was like hitting a stone with a pebble in front of the opponent, vulnerable to a single blow.

Tang Chengbo looked in horror at Jing Fanli's calm smile on his face, which was only a foot away from him, and felt the strong Dao Qi and the majestic internal force of the opponent's hand hitting his chest——

He can't escape!

No matter how hard you try, no matter how anxious you are, you can't escape!

Anxiety and the perception of death brought tears to the eyes of a rough man.

Tang Wenning and the other three on the side didn't notice anything wrong at first, and were about to scold Tang Chengbo for standing there stupidly, but saw that the other party opened his mouth and couldn't say a word, his eyes were full of horror, and they were immediately anxious, and rushed up one after another. However, it was too late, Tang Chengbo flew straight out like a kite with a broken string, blood gushed out of his mouth.

The heavy hammer fell to the ground, and there was no more sound.

Another person died, and Tang Jianyang's eyes were full of disbelief and panic.

One-on-five, but still able to do a job with ease, killing as soon as he said it, making people have no power to resist-he hasn't used his full strength yet.

But even if he didn't try his best, they were still no match.

This kind of cognition made several people gasp, and the blood in their brains was about to flow backwards.

Jing Fan turned his head to look at them, like killing gods.

Ao Ran stared blankly at everything in front of him, even though he already had a premonition in his heart, such an intuitive instant kill scene still made him dumbfounded, until a gust of cold wind blew over and made him cough several times before recovering Come on.

Over there, Jing Fan heard him coughing and immediately turned his head. Under the smudge of the orange lantern, Ao Ran's face was still as pale as paper. Even though he was wrapped in his wide cloak, his lips trembled slightly, shivering.

Jing Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a little anxiety on his face.

Over there, Tang Wenning saw him distracted, and exchanged glances with Tang Jianyang, the three of them rushed over, seeing the other approaching Jing Fan, who was still looking at him, Ao Ran hurriedly said, "Small, cough, heart!"

At such a critical moment, Jing Fan turned his head slowly, the ruthlessness in his eyes made one's heart tremble.

Tang Wenning and the others couldn't care less, their ruthlessness was no less than Jing Fan's, the two sides broke out immediately, Jing Fan changed his mentality of playing with them just now, the short sword flashed light and shadow in his hand, and the white mist wrapped around him On the body of the sword, the form was crazily changing, Ao Ran couldn't blink his eyes, but he still couldn't see Jing Fan's figure clearly, he could only hear the screams of the three members of the Tang family, blood splashing everywhere, these few days The person's body had been cut with countless bloody cuts that were deep enough to see the bones. Jing Fan did not use too much internal force, but instead focused on the Jing family's swordsmanship, shuttling between the three of them, with fierce moves and deadly swords.

After hundreds of moves, Tang Wenning completely fell to his knees on the ground, his face was spattered with a lot of blood, the place without blood was somehow paler than Ao Ran because of the bright red blood, and his feet were even paler than Ao Ran. It was a pool of blood, his eyes were lifeless, and he knelt there motionless.

Tang Jianyang and the two were not much better, panting heavily, unable to stand still.

Apart from the fear in their eyes, there was already a clear intention to retreat, but Jing Fan no longer planned to give them a chance to escape. With a little tiptoe, the two people on the opposite side felt a cold light flash in front of them, and there was only a white light left in front of them. The pain in the throat came slowly, no matter how painful it was, they couldn't feel it anymore. The two of them stared and fell into the blood.

Before the two of them fell to the ground, Jing Fan put away his sword and walked towards Ao Ran, he didn't even look at the people behind him, he was very confident that the two of them would definitely die with this sword.

Ao Ran looked at the person who was walking towards her step by step, he was tall and handsome, making people unable to move their eyes away.