Supreme Killer

Chapter 158

Tuk, tuk!

A heavy footstep came from the dust, and the crowd held their breath, staring at the center of the square.

When the figure appeared in front of the people, the crowd was horrified to the extreme. Some people even covered their mouths with their hands and looked incredible.

The faces of the Sword Dynasty's people were as gray as death. Nine people came, and now only four are left. This is a big blow to the Sword Dynasty.

"Long live You King!"

"Youwang is invincible!"

The monks of the Dayan Dynasty were extremely excited. After winning, Xiao Fan won. Seeing how arrogant their sword dynasty is, do you really think I am no one in Dayan?

Xiao Fan killed the five of you alone, making you arrogant.

"Farewell!" Cui Qiu didn't want to stay here for a moment, and left with the old man Sanye and Qiye.

When it was mid-air, the old man suddenly turned to look at Xiao Fan and said, "I hope to see you in the Xueyue Dynasty. I am shameful today and will be doubled back in the future!"

"I haven't seen you talking, I thought you were a dumb man." Xiao Fan seemed to have not heard the old man's words at all, and turned a deaf ear to his threats.

In the far corner, King Yan showed a bright smile on his face, as if making Xiao Fan the You King was his best decision in his life.

On the same day, King Yan announced the whole city to celebrate, but all this has nothing to do with Xiao Fan.

Kamikaze Academy.

"What, are you leaving?" Guo Shichen called out and stood up, "No, no, you are only in the Zhanzong Realm now, you can be considered a genius in Dayan, but outside, you are nothing."

"Dean, I know you care about me." Xiao Fan could feel the deep concern in Guo Shichen's eyes, but he has already made a decision and will not change: "You also know that the strong are not raised in a greenhouse. Only after continuous training can we truly grow up. And, one day, I want to pick up the little witch in a graceful manner."

Speaking of the Little Witch, Xiao Fan's expression became more solemn. In fact, he didn't know anything in his heart. To have the right to speak in front of the Little Witch's family, he must have enough strength.

Ling Feng once told him that by breaking through the battle emperor, he could barely get the Ye Family's attention. If he wanted the Ye Family to face it, he must become the battle emperor.

Emperor Zhan is a very remote thing for Xiao Fan now. If he wants to grow continuously, he must give himself enough pressure.

"Don't worry, Old Man Guo, I will protect the third child. If anyone touches the third man's hair, I will slap him to death." The fat man also supported Xiao Fan's decision.

Guo Shichen was silent, so he had to look at Fu Bo who was on the side, wanting Fu Bo to keep him.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Fu suddenly smiled and said, "This big swallow is indeed too small, and the eagle always spreads its wings and soars."

"Uncle Fu, you!" Guo Shichen sighed and was speechless. Uncle Fu said so, can he persuade Xiao Fan to stay?

"I have been here for so long, and there is nothing good for you, this thing is for you to use." Fu Bo was also a little bit reluctant, and suddenly a long wooden box appeared in his hand.

"Uncle Fu, you are wrong, why only give it to the third child and not me." The fat man was the first to be unhappy.

"You have too." Fubo suddenly added a book in his hand.

"Bahuang six combined palms?" The fat man saw the five words at the top of the book, his eyes lit up, and he rushed directly to Fu Bo excitedly.

Forber was so scared that he quickly drew aside. The fat man's tonnage was not a general terror, and most people couldn't bear it. The fat man threw himself for nothing, scratching his head with one hand, smiling stupidly.

"Rank Six Combat Skills?" Xiao Fan was slightly surprised, and sighed secretly in his heart. Sure enough, Shenfeng Academy possesses Rank 6 Combat Skills. Although this is only a copy, it is also precious.

"Fu Bo, what is this, why is it so heavy?" Xiao Fan constricted his mind, took the long wooden box in Fu Bo's hand, and staggered his whole body. If he didn't react fast enough, he would have to have a dog to eat shit.

"Open it and take a look." Fubo smiled mysteriously.

Xiao Fan opened the wooden box curiously, and saw a sharp black light flashing through his eyes, and Xiao Fan's eyes instantly became sharp.

"Good sword!" Xiao Fan couldn't help but exclaimed, yes, what was in the wooden box was a sword, all black, shining brightly.

"Sword? Who uses such a heavy sword?" The fat man looked contemptuously, holding the Bahuang Six Combat Skills in his hand reluctantly.

"Second, you may be misguided. The epee has no edge, and no edge beats the edge. Moreover, this sword is made of black mysterious iron. It is not cheap, and the attack is extremely powerful." Xiao Fan fell in love with the sword at first sight, and then slowly put the sword in the box.

"Why, don't you like it?" Forber was a little unhappy.

"I like it, but this sword is too expensive, and I am not suitable for the heavy sword either." Xiao Fan smiled, without any pretentiousness.

"The third child, just accept it. It's also a sixth-grade soul soldier. Fu Bo gave it to you. It must have his special meaning." The fat man picked up the box and stuffed it into Xiao Fan's arms.

"Xiao Fan, don't refuse first. I heard that you have finished speaking." Fu Bo quickly said, "I also watched your battle with those of the Sword Dynasty today. Your understanding of combat skills is the strongest I have ever seen. Yes, every sword can be said to be extremely perfect, fast, strong attack, and good angle, but there is one thing you need to improve."

"Fu Bo, please make it clear!" Xiao Fan said with a solemn expression, looking at Fu Bo respectfully.

In today's battle, he himself thinks he has done a good job, whether it is defense or offense, but Fober raised it, he has to treat it seriously.

"Explosive power!" Fubo was very satisfied with Xiao Fan's humbly asking for advice, and said: "Your explosive power is not enough. Perhaps, facing these people in the Sword Dynasty today, your speed and attack, as well as your understanding of combat skills, can kill The other party, but what if you run into someone who is more explosive than you?"

Xiao Fan dragged his chin with his right hand and fell into deep thought. He really hadn't thought about this question.

It's like in a confrontation with Yiye, if you didn't just comprehend the double-strength swordsmanship, it is estimated that you will suffer a loss in the opponent's hands, and the strength that blooms at that time is the embodiment of explosive power.

Although defeated overnight, not every time has such good luck.

"This sword is six feet long, one foot wide, and weighs nine hundred and ninety-nine kilograms. For you now, it is not too much load. If you can use this sword in today's battle, you can achieve that. Speed ​​and sway freely, then you will be successful." Fu Bo solemnly handed the black iron sword to Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan respectfully took the black iron sword with both hands, took a deep breath and looked at Fu Bo and said, "Thank you Fu Bo for your guidance, Xiao Fan will definitely live up to expectations!"

Uncle Fu smiled and nodded, the more he looked at Xiao Fan, the more pleasing he became.

"What's the name of this sword? When will I make a joke too?" The fat man chuckled and patted Xiao Fan on the shoulder.

"I haven't named him yet, you can pick one yourself." Seeing Xiao Fan looking at him, Fu Bo waved his hand.

Xiao Fan grabbed the black iron sword in one hand, pulled a sword flower, and smiled: "Then call it Wufeng."