Chapter 2038: Everything is late

The aura of this person is extraordinary.
A black air emanated from his body, exactly the same as Art's body before.
This person is a Nanyang Master.
And its cultivation seems to be very powerful!
He hides here, as a subordinate, it is actually the arrangement of the boss!
Even though he held a knife in his hand and a cloud of black energy in the other hand, Fang Chuan's head was gradually formed.
He pointed to the head and smiled faintly: "You knelt down to beg for mercy at night, otherwise I will slash this head with a single knife, it is your death date!"
Fang Chuan vaguely felt that his breath had a touch with the head of this person.
And the knife in this person's hand is also specially made, with a special breath.
If he slashed on this road, he might cause some damage to himself.
He suddenly understood that Nanyang's secret technique was really extraordinary.
"It seems you should know that my decapitation technique is amazing!"
The Nanyang Master's mouth twitched, with a hint of confidence: "I count three times. If you don't kneel down, I will do it!"
"Ha ha!"
Fang Chuan just smiled faintly: "You don't need to count three times, just try it yourself."
He waved his hand when he spoke, and his divine consciousness surged out and turned into a sharp knife, directly cutting the connection between his head and the Nanyang Master.
Sneer softly.
This sound is entirely in the human spiritual consciousness.
Ordinary people can't hear it at all!
Even the Nanyang Master didn't even notice it.
"You are so fearless to know!"
The face of Nanyang Master showed a deep murderous intent.
He grinned: "The reason why I didn't move you right away is because you killed Art. I must give the boss an explanation."
"Since you want to die, don't blame me."
Then his eyes drenched: "Just let your life aura be strong, and I can kill you with three swords!"
Huh--
He did it just as he spoke.
The knife in his hand radiated black light, and it was cut on the neck of Fang Chuan's head, which was formed of black energy in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a harsh sound in the air.
A wisp of green smoke surged from Fang Chuan's neck formed by the black air.
At this moment, Brother Kun and the Nanyang Master simultaneously turned their eyes to Fang Chuan.
They hope to see a trace of Fang Chuan's body, the reaction they hope to see.
In their imagination, Fang Chuan should kneel on the ground at the moment, clutching his neck, begging for mercy.
There should be pain on Fang Chuan's face.
But they were disappointed!
Fang Chuan looked indifferent, looking at them like an idiot.
A tick at the corner of his mouth: "Are you playing a clown trick?"
"you--"
The Nanyang Master's face was shocked, and he didn't expect Fang Chuan to be innocent.
This is impossible!
In his furious anger, he slashed the head of his left hand with a few slashes.
Every time he cut it out, his face showed a hideous look.
At the same time, he looked at Fang Chuan, but saw Fang Chuan, still nothing happened.
His heart became more and more anxious.
This completely broke the common sense, and his Nanyang witchcraft had no effect on Fang Chuan.
"Your performance ends here. I watched a lot and felt tired."
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, and walked over to these two people step by step.
The corner of his mouth clicked: "The time is almost up, I can send you on the road."
"Do not--"
Brother Kun was trembling all over at the moment, he didn't expect Nanyang Master to be unable to save him.
He looked at Fang Chuan, regretting it to the extreme.
"I don't believe in evil!"
The Nanyang Master yelled, suddenly threw the knife in his hand, and then put his hand on the knife.
A black breath passed to the blade through his hand.
Hum
The blade shook suddenly, and then cut it straight towards Fang Chuan.
This already has a taste of Imperial Sword Technique.
It is extremely powerful and contains a kind of evil spirit.
In the blink of an eye, the knife had already arrived in front of Fang Chuan.
"No more struggling."
Fang Chuan shook his head and gently raised his hand to block directly in front of the knife.
An invisible force fluctuated out, immediately making this knife difficult to move.
Buzzing!
Under the control of Nanyang Master, the knife strenuously slammed in front of Fang Chuan.
But you can't take a step forward at all!
"Quick!"
Nanyang Master was already flushed, his whole body seemed to be struggling, and his body trembled slightly.
The black evil radiating from his body became stronger and stronger.
But he has tried his best!
"I have to say, you also have a little ability."
Fang Chuan smiled faintly, and then said: "But it's useless, it's dead."
Huh!
He then waved his hand gently, and a force of force acted on the knife.
The knife turned suddenly, piercing through like lightning.
Puff!
The Nanyang Master's chest was suddenly penetrated by this knife.
Blood spattered from his chest!
"what--"
He widened his eyes, and squeezed out from his throat with a cry.
He trembled all over, and the breath of life gradually disappeared.
He did not expect that he would die here!
There was a clicking sound in his throat, as if he was making the final struggle.
thump!
But afterwards, he shook his body and fell straight into a pool of blood.
This awe-inspiring, mysterious Nanyang Master finally died.
Brother Kun's face is even harder to see the extreme.
His body shivered more severely.
The three women were both scared and happy.
Fear, because two people died in front of them one after another.
Happy, because they can feel that Fang Chuan is here to save them.
thump!
Brother Kun finally couldn't bear the pressure from Fang Chuan and knelt directly on the ground.
He looked at Fang Chuan with bloodshot eyes.
His hands trembled involuntarily.
"I will do whatever you want, please don't kill me."
He looked humble.
Fang Chuan glanced at him lightly, and his tone gradually improved: "You are mortal!"
"First, you dare to invade the majesty of my China, even if it is far away, you will be punishable!"
"Secondly, you dare to calculate me, plot my property, the sin is unforgivable!"
"When the two add up, you will definitely die, no doubt!"
Fang Chuan said, raising his hand, and a ball of flame emerged in his hand.
There was a cold smile on his face.
Goo!
Brother Kun couldn't help but swallowed another mouthful, and wanted to beg Fang Chuan for mercy.
But I don't know where to start!
boom--
However, Fang Chuan didn't give him a chance, his figure shook, and he blinked in front of Brother Kun.
With a fist wave, the flame in his hand suddenly blasted on Kun's chest.
There was a loud noise, and Ge Kun suddenly let out a scream, and the whole person was beaten through.
The internal organs of the whole body have been completely broken.
His breath of life disappeared instantly.
While he was dying, he regretted extremely.
He regretted that he should not offend the people of China.
He regretted and should not offend Fang Chuan. But everything is too late!