Chapter 159: Feng Ling (2)

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Lu Fan negotiated quietly here, standing there like a wooden stake, motionless.
Zhang Yuehan, who had been waiting for him to come over, was about to exhale blood. Seeing that Lu Fan was coming, the ghost knew that he would be standing still.
This distance also happened to prevent Zhang Yuehan from issuing a raid order.
In one case, she did not know whether Lu Fan was aware of it. Once Lu Fan found something wrong, he turned around and ran. It was a trouble to chase it down. Maybe there will be some variables. It's best to do it, kill in one blow.
Furthermore, she still knows how the nightmare puppets attacked and how far away they were from the raid.
When accepting the inheritance of Emperor Yu, she experienced the speed of nightmare puppets with her own body.
The nightmare puppet at the peak of Waigang, the approximate distance of the killing blow, she is very clear.
As long as Lu Fan took another hundred steps forward, Zhang Yuehan dared to rush out directly with the nightmare puppet.
Her hands held the beads, her spirits were so concentrated that she didn't dare to blink her eyes.
As long as one hundred steps, you move!
Zhang Yuehan's eyes were all red, and she wished to rush directly to give Lu Fan a knife.
Let you stand still!
It may be that the cry in her heart played a role, and Lu Fan finally moved. Zhang Yuehan was very excited, ready to order at any time.
One step, two steps, three steps.
After ten steps, Lu Fan stopped again.
Then stood there quietly.
Zhang Yuehan's gas engine was a little unstable. What was he doing, he stopped again!
Lu Fan pretended to look around at the scenery, with a smile on his face, and hummed a small song. At the same time, Lu Fan felt the power of Zhang Yuehan about to explode by virtue of his loneliness.
This kind of repressive force is almost on the verge of having to erupt. Presumably Zhang Yuehan is very uncomfortable now.
And this is exactly what Lu Fan hopes to see. He wants to show Zhang Yuehan his special viewing skills.
Standing in place for a while, Lu Fan walked forward a few steps.
This time he walked fast, Zhang Yuehan suddenly improved his vitality, but within ten steps, Lu Fan stopped again.
"The mountains are full of flowers, the trees are shady, and the poetry is soaring. I want to give this poem a poem."
Lu Fan shook his head and said, deliberately letting go of his voice, let Zhang Yuehan hear clearly.
Inside, Jiulong Xuanong Tower is going to laugh crazy.
"Haha, great master, you are too talented. This way of measuring the other party's trap is simply interesting. Master, I think her nightmare puppet, the range of the attack with a certain blow should be just sixty steps away. Four A nightmare puppet whose breath is probably at the peak of Waigang, it is only a moment that you can only penetrate such a distance in a moment. You might as well go to the fifty-fifth step and then stop. The difference of that distance will definitely be able to completely eliminate the other Exhaled blood. "
Lu Fan smiled. He thought so too. With the calculation of Jiulong Xuanong Tower in Jiulong, he was more confident and mad at each other.
Pacing, Lu Fan started to wander around, sometimes taking a few steps forward, sometimes backing away. Even Zhang Yuehan crushed his teeth with anger.
Like Lu Fan really thinking about poetry, did he jump out two sentences: "Ah, blue sky. Ah, Baiyun."
Zhang Yuehan really wanted to stab Lu Fan hundreds of knives.
Whatever spring is spring, it's almost your annual festival, it's already autumn, okay?
Return the blue sky and white clouds and make a fart poem.
Zhang Yuehan shivered with rage, and the only reason left was that she didn't rush out.
Lu Fan was so swaying, and took more than fifty steps forward.
But in the last few steps, Lu Fan just didn't leave, standing there smiling.
Zhang Yuehan's qi and blood began to be a little unstable, staring at Fan's feet, you should take a few more steps.
It's okay to take a few steps!
The hands holding the beads were shaking, and Zhang Yuehan suddenly felt a wave of blood flowing back to his throat.
Lu Fan actually just stopped by, and almost made Zhang Yuehan vomit blood.
Zhang Yuehan swallowed the blood back again, and looked at Lu Fan from afar. Suddenly Zhang Yuehan felt Lu Fan's gaze projected with vagueness.
Immediately, Zhang Yuehan understood that the other party was playing with her!
Lu Fan already knew she was ambush here!
The angry Zhang Yuehan couldn't bear it anymore, his body shone, and the four nightmare puppets rushed out.
Lu Fan had been waiting for them for a long time. At the moment when the power of the world around him fluctuated, he withdrew his epeeless sword.
With the injection of qi, today's Wufeng Epee is very different from usual.
An unspeakable momentum was released from Wufeng Epee, visible to the naked eye, and the ground around it was sunk more than an inch.
Four dark figures came straight to Lu Fan's neck.
The terrible momentum is like the four cold winds seeping out of the nether world, which makes the whole body feel cold.
When the momentum of the four figures came to Lu Fan, there was a slight drop.
This is the limit distance. There is no error in the calculation of the Kowloon Xuan Gong Tower. The nightmare puppet's sprint limit distance is so much.
It was such a slight decline that Lu Fan had sufficient defense time.
The epee twirled, directly blocking the attack of the four nightmare puppets.
In their dark palms, four long whips were thrown and drawn on the Wufeng Epee.
The power contained on the long whip was still the second, mainly because a cold that penetrated into the bone marrow and entered Lu Fan's body.
Lu Fan could feel that this coldness not only caused his muscles and bones to shrink for a while, but even with his ganglion, the running speed actually slowed down.
Zhang Yuehan also rushed out, holding a soft sword in his hand. Straight Lu Fan's eyebrows.
"Lu Fan, take your life!"
As soon as the sword came out, the ghost roared and cried.
Numerous shrill roars rushed to Lu Fan with Zhang Yuehan's sword.
Such a spooky sword technique, I really don't know where Zhang Yuehan learned from it, presumably it is not the practice of the ethereal courtyard.
Lu Fan's Epee stabbed.
Kill the sword in the sky, kill five words!
Five killing words appeared suddenly, directly blocking Zhang Yuehan and four nightmare puppets.
The power contained in the killing words drove the nightmare puppets into holes, blocked Zhang Yuehan's sword, and pushed Zhang Yuehan away.
Jiulong Xuanong Tower shouted in Lu Fan's body: "Good fight. Great master, I look down on you. It is worthy of being the strong man with the Divine Pill, worthy of being the master I chose. What are you waiting for, Feng Ling! "
The momentum on the Wufeng Epee suddenly became better, and Lu Fan could feel his gangue being sucked away by the Wufeng Epee like a tide.
Immediately, from the Wufeng Epee, waves like water ripples.
Lu Fan condensed his breath and started to attract the Tao above.
The epee has no edge, and the eight characters of great skill do not work. It begins to emit a dazzling light and rises like a phantom.