"I didn't expect you to have such a strong sense of perception. I tried my best to calm my breath, but you discovered it." As Liao Fan's voice sounded, a person slowly walked out of the flowers beside the road, without any exaggerated dressing, But Liao Fan could always feel the dangerous aura from him.

"I don't know who you are,"

Looking at the person walking in front of him, Liao Fan couldn't help but look up and down. He had a very casual style, sunny, cheerful, and a very easy-to-get-climb temperament.

"Uh, look at me, I forgot to introduce myself..." The other party patted his head and said sorry, "I am the man named Su Ming... Heifeng,"

The word "Black Wind" suddenly exploded in Liao Fan's ear, but someone came.

Hearing the sound, he subconsciously protected the two women behind him. What he was most worried about at this moment was their safety.

"What is Black Wind?" Lin Yiyi suddenly asked, like an innocent child, but at this moment, Liao Fan had no time to answer her because he was afraid that he would suddenly attack him when he relaxed a little.

Chen Qian felt the atmosphere strange and pulled Lin Yiyi's sleeves.

"Yiyi..." Shaking her head, the two women stood together.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm not a bad guy," Su Ming said with a smile on his face with a white teeth.

But this way, as if humans and animals are harmless, makes Liao Fan more cautious. You must know that there is no waste in the Black Wind, and after he defeated several of their members, he dared to send people out, which is enough to show that This guy in front of me is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"You go first," Liao Fan said coldly without looking back.

"Liao Fan..."

"Stop talking. Since he lets us go, let's go quickly," Chen Qian looked at Liao Fan's frowning brows, and the grim look emanating from her eyebrows stopped Lin Yiyi from continuing to speak.

Before they could take a few steps, Liao Fan suddenly heard a sound behind him, and he immediately glanced at him.

The person coming was Cheng Lin.

He didn't think much at this moment, and immediately shouted, "Cheng Lin, take them away quickly." Although Liao Fan knew that he had a strange relationship with the Silver Fox, he thought it would be difficult for the two women.

"Don't ask, leave quickly," Liao Fan shouted immediately when Cheng Lin wanted to ask.

"knew,"

Immediately, I wanted to leave with the two girls.

"How could you get what you want?" Su Ming suddenly attacked when he saw this. He finally seized such an opportunity, which made Liao Fan worry and could not do his best, so he could take advantage of the opportunity.

"Hmph, your opponent is me,"

Seeing this, Liao Fan shook his body and Su Ming had already appeared in front of him, blocking the road ahead.

Such an accident made Su Ming's plan lose its effectiveness in an instant. Now he faced Liao Fan alone. Although his heart was disrupted, he was calm on the surface.

"It's good, so as not to let you catch me in front of your woman. That would be a loss of face," Su Ming adjusted his mentality for a moment. Without the weight to restrain Liao Fan, he would be a powerful rival. .

But he was not sure about Liao Fan's strength. From the analysis he was killed before, he should be at the third level. But at this moment he found that he could not feel the other party's level. You should know that as long as the level is not much different, it is generally not very different. , there will be some sense, and the difference in realms will not be very big.

But now, the message he felt was that Liao Fan was like an ordinary person, without a trace of spiritual power fluctuation.

Qiang Zhen's mood, his eyes chilled, his toes hit hard, and he flew out like an arrow.

Very fast.

Even though he was mentally prepared, it still shocked Liao Fan. The opponent's speed could be said to be the fastest among the opponents he encountered.

Wind system.

Liao Fan conducted an intelligence analysis on Su Ming in his heart, and in just a breath, he had already arrived in front of him.

Boom.

Liao Fan immediately set up a barrier in front of him, Zhou Tianzhu.

"Defense, I want to see how many moves you can block," Su Ming's cold voice sounded in Liao Fan's ears, and the other person's body flashed, and he appeared on his right again.

Liao Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes immediately focused on the other party's hand. The spiritual power of meaning passed through his fingers. In the blink of an eye, a narrow samurai sword about one foot long was already held in his hand.

A light suddenly appeared, and with a wave of his hand, he came towards Liao Fan.

Fast, it's so fast.

Liao Fan could only vaguely see a phantom in front of him, and he just used his intuition to capture the opponent's attack method.

Hesitate.

The sound like a cicada sound passed through Liao Fan's ear, and a trace of hair fell down the wind. It was so dangerous. Liao Fan avoided this attack with his amazing consciousness, but what surprised him was the other person in his mind. As the sword waved over, what was the picture that kept flashing, but it was like the snowflakes on the screen, and there was no coherent picture at all and disappeared in an instant.

I didn't have the heart to think about this at this moment, because the other party's knife had already attacked again.

During the two brief encounters, Liao Fan was already used to the other party's fighting style, relying on his proud speed and strange attack angle.

But understanding and being able to fight are two different things.

First of all, he could only curb the other party's terror that made it difficult for him to guard against.

As soon as the thought changed, the spiritual power suddenly flowed and poured into the ground from the legs.

"Huh..." At this time, he, who had originally planned to fight close to him again, seemed to have noticed something and suddenly retreated quickly behind him.

Hesitate.

As soon as he took a step, where he was standing just now, the thorns that suddenly rose like spring bamboo shoots fell into nothing.

While Liao Fan was secretly thinking it was a pity, Su Ming was sweating coldly on his vest. Fortunately, he reacted in time. If he took a step slower, his instep would be pierced and his heart would be chilled.

Reducing his mind, Su Ming turned his wrist and a green light suddenly appeared. A series of pocket-sized versions of the samurai swords he held in his hand suddenly took shape and suddenly rushed over.

Damn, there are actually ranged attack skills.

Liao Fan suddenly cursed in his heart.

But his hands were not slow, and his hands were overlapping instantly, pressing against his chest, and spiritual power burst out.

Then thorns seemed to take root from Liao Fan's body and surged out wildly. In an instant, they turned into a giant shield and stood in front of them.

Bang bang.

The strong impact made Liao Fan's hands slightly numb. You should know that the shield he condensed can cut off about 20% of the opponent's strength, and it can still make his hands numb. How terrible it would be. The power of

Seeing that this attack was fruitless, Su Ming's face was as ugly as a pig's liver. In order to win the opponent in a short time, he was crazy output of spiritual power. Otherwise, how could he have such amazing speed and power? The reason why he had to The reason for doing this is that he knows that the longer the battle is, the more unfavorable it is for him.
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