One-man Evil Sword Immortal

Chapter 27 I want to play Yasuo

"What does this guy want to do? Does he really want to kill someone?"

"Damn it, how could there be such a person in Luo Tian Dajiao, who keeps talking about killing people."

"It seems that Su Fan wants to get serious!"

"I don't know how Longhushan will decide. I haven't seen Su Fan go crazy yet."

"..."

The Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain hesitated for a moment, and then said after a while: "The rules of Luo Tian Dajiao are not to hurt your life."

"OK!"

Su Fan smiled and said, "Understood, then let me let go first."

After saying that, a terrifying qi erupted from his body, like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, trying to tear the sky apart.

Different from sword qi, the qi in Su Fan's body was more pure, and everything had a tendency to bow its head in front of it.

Su Fan's qi erupted, but not all of it, only half of it.

And this kind of qi lingered in the field, turning into countless phantoms of sharp swords.

Sword gas transformation!

Seeing this scene, Liu Kunsheng laughed and said: "It's really surprising that you can still see the realm of the unity of human and sword, boy, you are indeed very powerful, and you are the first one in my younger generation to catch my eye. "

Hearing this, Su Fan grabbed his hair and tore off the headband that tied his hair.

"Old man, you make me very angry."

Su Fan sneered and said, "It's been a long time since I used these powers, and I'm still not used to it, but it shouldn't be a problem to destroy you."

After saying that, Su Fan suddenly disappeared in place.

Ghost walk!
Liu Kunsheng frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at the position beside him. When he raised his hand and was about to hit, a fierce qi came directly from the other side.

"Bam—"

This qi instantly pushed Liu Kunsheng back, and abruptly drew a distance of three or four meters on the ground.

"Splitting the Empty Palm? There are quite a few people who know it." Liu Kunsheng chuckled lightly.

But before he could react, more than a dozen sword shadows flew over, accompanied by sword lights all over the sky, completely surrounded Liu Kunsheng.

"I want to play Yasuo!"

Su Fan gave a soft drink, and then the dozen or so sword shadows flew towards Su Fan's hand.

Su Fan's face became crazy and evil. He grabbed a handful and rushed forward.

"I want to play Yasuo!"

"Hazak!"

Su Fan's figure changed suddenly, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and the sword shadow in his hand seemed to have become conscious, and they all rushed out together.

Liu Kunsheng raised his hand to condense a circle of black qi, looked at Su Fan who was rushing, and punched out without hesitation.

"Drift! Drift! Drift!"

Su Fan sprinted while shouting, and after dodging the black qi, the shadow of the sword in his hand began to slash across Liu Kunsheng's body at a very fast speed.

"Stab! Face the blast!"

"call--"

A beam of sword energy cut through the dust and fog, and rushed to Liu Kunsheng in an instant.

Facing this sword energy, Liu Kunsheng's face changed abruptly, and the look of contempt disappeared.

He hurriedly raised his arms to block it, but at this moment, a sound of breaking through the air came from behind him.

So fast!

Su Fan had already appeared behind him.

Ten long swords around him flew down, and the sword light danced, leaving countless sword shadows on Liu Kunsheng's body.

what happened?

Liu Kunsheng frowned.

He couldn't see Su Fan's movements clearly. The other party obviously didn't make a move. How could it suddenly become like this?
When did those swords hit his body?

"呲-"

Surrounded by the sword light, a streak of dark red blood flew out from Liu Kunsheng's shoulder, and the stinging pain made Liu Kunsheng groan.

How many years, he has not been injured for a long time, he did not expect to be injured by a junior here.

The next moment, he didn't hold back his hands anymore, the black qi in his hands became fierce.

But the sword energy had already arrived in front of him, leaving a clear bloodstain on his arm in an instant.

"boom--"

The terrifying sword energy exploded, and Liu Kunsheng flew upside down, rolling on the ground continuously.

Su Fan didn't stop there, his expression went crazy, and the two swords in his hands became extremely sharp.

"Drift! Drift!"

"Don't worry, I can fight back!"

"eq kill!"

Su Fan's figure was completely invisible. Liu Kunsheng was kicked up, and before he landed, he felt the murderous aura around him.

not good!

Liu Kunsheng wanted to break free with his backhand, but found that the sword aura had completely restricted his movements. At this moment, he had completely fallen into Su Fan's sword aura, like meat on a chopping board, and could only be slaughtered by it.

"I control my own life!"

Su Fan's frantic shouts resounded in the arena, but his figure was completely invisible.

All he could see were more and more scars on Liu Kunsheng's body.

"My mother, my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, is this the sword fairy?"

"It's too scary. I can't even see people anywhere. Is this still a person?"

"Deng Youfu is totally powerless to fight back, so what's the point?"

"Crazy, Su Fan is shouting and beating, this nima is like crazy, isn't such a person sure to win the first place?"

"..."

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

I thought that Deng Youfu, who had hired an elf as his upper body, should be very strong, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even fight back against Su Fan.

This was just their misunderstanding. Liu Kunsheng looked down on Su Fan too much, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was careless.

As long as he is serious, he will not be controlled.

Now there is no chance to break free.

This scene almost turned into a one-sided massacre. Su Fan had already fallen into a frenzy, spreading this evil nature all over his body.

How can you fight this shit?
Liu Kunsheng was completely abused, unable to break free from the surrounding sword energy, he could only be controlled and beaten.

After 5 minutes, Liu Kunsheng was forced to dissipate. The moment Deng Youfu took control of his body, he felt tingling pain from all around his body.

There is even that unstoppable murderous aura!
Deng Youfu panicked: "This kid really wants to kill me?"

"Ah! I admit defeat!"

He couldn't hold it any longer, and yelled directly.

But Su Fan didn't stop, and the speed of controlling the sword in his hand was getting faster and faster.

Seeing that the situation was not right, several Taoist priests hurriedly jumped off the field to block Su Fan.

But how can they stop Su Fan at this time?
In an instant, sword energy surrounded them, and dense wounds appeared on their bodies.

"No, this kid is out of control, hurry up and contact Grand Master!"

A wounded Taoist yelled hastily.

As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared behind him wearing a Taoist robe. The person who came was none other than Longhushan Old Heavenly Master.

"Oh, it just stopped there, and it started again here."

The old heavenly master sighed, and the golden light appeared on his body.

The surrounding sword energy seemed to have found a place to vent, and began to attack the old Tianshi crazily.

Su Fan also noticed the old heavenly master, left Deng Youfu alone, and rushed towards the old heavenly master with a mad face.

"Hasak!"

The sharp sword energy flew out, heading straight for the old heavenly master.

But the old celestial master ignored it and just walked up step by step.

The sword energy hit the golden light of the old heavenly master, as if hitting some extremely hard object, it completely disintegrated in an instant.

And Su Fan also rushed up at this time, and a dozen swords around him began to slash at the old celestial master frantically.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut through the golden light of the old heavenly master.

The old master just raised his hand and hit Su Fan on the back of the neck with a knife.

At this moment, Su Fan also stopped, and the sword light that filled the sky suddenly dissipated.

"Boom!"

Su Fan fell headfirst to the ground, with that dizzy curve still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)