Chapter 588 Arrogance!

In the bamboo house next to the cliff behind the mountain of Wolong Village, five people were sitting quietly in the room around the black sword.

The black sword ** sat cross-legged in the middle, and closed the curtain. But at this time, the whole upper body and top of the head were full of silver needles. In particular, the bald head of the black sword, which had just been forcibly shaved by Mu Fan, was full of no less than 30 silver needles, which was extremely strange.

The five people stared at the black sword tirelessly, which was the seventh time in two months. In the first few months, the black sword must swing like a wind demon in half an hour after the silver needle was inserted, and several times it almost lifted the whole house.

The general frowned and looked at the black sword, and then looked sideways at Shen Tu Yongjue. He said worriedly, "White sword, do you think the black sword will be as crazy as the previous times?"

There was a ripple on the indifferent expression of the white sword. Thinking of the previous few times, the white sword had a chill in his heart. He looked at Mu Fan, who was lying sleeping in ** with a bitter face, and then turned around and whispered, "I don't know. It depends on whether the senior brother inserted the silver needle right this time. The first few times said that the acupuncture point was wrong, which led to the black sword. The appearance. It's been half an hour, and the black sword hasn't moved yet. I think the senior brother has succeeded..."

After listening to Bai Jian's words, they all looked guilty.

Mu Fan said for the first time that he would use them as an experiment, and he was eager to try. As a result, Mu Fan chose the black sword and said that his flesh was rough and thick. As a result, when he inserted the silver needle into the whole body of the black sword, the black sword went crazy.

When the five people took the effort to appease the black sword, Mu Fan licked the acupuncture point of his face. He didn't understand it. It was all as mentioned in the book.

The second time, Mu Fan said that he had learned to insert a silver needle into the acupuncture point, and the black sword was reluctantly used as a white mouse to do the experiment again. As a result, he almost had a mental breakdown.

In this way, Mu Fan experimented again and again, and the black sword adapted to it later, while Mu Fan failed, but studied the acupuncture points of the human body thoroughly.

At this time, the body of the black sword suddenly shook. The five people were stunned and immediately made a half-squatting posture. They were familiar with this. The reaction of the black sword was all because of the wrong insertion of the silver needle, and they were ready to subdue the crazy black sword at any time.

"Ah! I see!"

While the five people were concentrating and gathering strength, they were ready to hit with all their strength when the black sword broke out. When the five people hit with all their strength, Mu Fan, who was asleep, suddenly sat up nervously.

The five people turned around at the same time and looked at Mu Fan strangely.

"Brother, what do you understand?"

Mu Fan rubbed his eyes and giggled, "I forgot a acupuncture point? A very important acupuncture point."

The dull face of the white sword is extremely wonderful at this moment, and he is half skeptical: "Brother, have you forgotten another acupuncture point?"

Mu Fan smiled apologetically and pointed to his head.

The general cried completely. He was wronged for the black sword and said bitterly, "Brother, you have inserted thirty-six needles on the top of the head of the black sword. There should be no acupuncture point on the top of the head?"

Mu Fan smiled and said, "O, it's wrong. It's not the top of the head, but an acupuncture point on the neck that is rarely noticed."

And at the moment when the five people were waiting for Mu Fan to explain, the black sword suddenly trembled violently, and it could explode at any time, lifting the five people away.

Mu Fan frowned slightly and was sleepless. He jumped out of bed and said in a low voice, "Hold him!"

The five people ignored it and tossed Mu Fan casually, and immediately held down the black sword.

Mu Fan had an extra silver needle in his hand at this moment. He came to the back of the black sword and pressed the latter's head forward, and his thick neck suddenly appeared.

Mu Fan hesitated with a silver needle.

The golden sword was anxious and tried his best; "Brother, what's the matter? Hurry up, or the black sword will be uncontrollable!"

Mu Fan's toothache said, "This guy is too fat and his neck is too thick. He can't find the acupuncture points. If he had known that the Golden Sword had come, he would have seen your thin arms and legs. It's easy to do it."

"...."

Several generals still wanted to quibble. Hearing Mu Fan's words, they bowed their heads and said anything like a golden sword. Good boy, this is going to be your own. I guess it will be scrapped early. This brother is wronged!

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in the mountains and forests outside the door.

Mu Fan was shocked. At the moment when his eyes expanded, his fingers groped on the neck of the black sword for a moment. After pressing his fingers, the five-cm long silver needle was generally inserted into the neck of the black sword.

"You are here to look at the black sword!"

After Mu Fan finished speaking, he dodged and ran outside the house.

When the silver needle was inserted for five minutes, the black sword completely stopped moving and became quiet.

Ten minutes later, Jin Jian's nose shrugged and took a sip, with a strange face. Looking at several people, he said curiously, "Did you smell anything?"

Lao Shi joked, "I heard the black sword farting."

Jin Jian interrupted; "I'm not talking about this, it's taste, a very fragrant taste!"

The dull face of the white sword suddenly froze. He, who had never joked, frowned and said, "You mean that the fart of the black sword has become fragrant?"

The golden sword collapsed.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie frowned at the same time and looked at the golden sword.

Lao Shi saw the strange faces of the three people for Bai Jian, took a deep breath, and suddenly found a trace of strangeness.

The smell of the potion developed by Mu Fan is put outside, which is absolutely crazy to buy goods. However, in the past two months, Mu Fan fed the black sword with the same perfume or potion every day. Several people's noses are dull. At this moment, after the five people calmed down, they found that there is indeed an alternative fragrance in the air that makes them intoxicated.

The Spring Festival is coming soon. The sky over Wolong Village has been gloomy for several weeks, with continuous snow. At this moment, the whole mountain forest is squeezed by a thick layer of snow.

At this moment, after coming out of the bamboo house, Mu Fan has quickly rushed to the mountain forest outside the village. At this moment, the two old guys guarding the village are looking around warily.

"What's going on?"

The two looked back at Mu Fan and breathed a sigh of relief. One of them was the eighth master, with his cuffs in his arms and a shotgun in his arms. He walked over and frowned, "I just saw a dark shadow, and it flashed away. I don't know if it's a hallucination, so I fired a shot."

He laughed at night and said, "You old man, you drank more wine on time, and you are dazzled."

Mu Fan smiled and said, "It's better to pay more attention. Although the three killer organizations have been suspended for two months, they can't relax. The two old men should work harder.

"Little rabbit, you can talk politely now. It seems that I taught you, right?" The eighth master took a sip of wine and didn't have a good breath;

Mu Fan smiled, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile, "It's almost the Spring Festival, the eighth master, the seventh master, are the New Year's goods ready?"

"I'm ready. Today is the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. I don't have 30 this year. There is still one day left. Haha, I took a lot of effort to pull your rabbit meat back from the outside with a tricycle. Hey, everything in our village is good, even a wild game can't be hit. If you don't buy it from outside, this gun. It's enough."

Mu Fan said with a smile, "Master Eight, the knife is not old yet?"

"That's right, don't look at me..." In the middle of the talk, the eighth master suddenly found that Mu Fan was not talking about the gun in his hand at all, and immediately scolded with a black face: "Bao, your eighth master dares to joke!"

Mu Fan hurriedly retreated, and several people smiled, but at this moment, a sound behind him suddenly made Mu Fan's body suddenly lock.

"Mu Fan? Is there a big difference between your name and Death?

The eight masters and the two suddenly raised their guns with vigilance at the empty mountains and forests behind them.

Mu Fan frowned and said, "Eighth Master, Seventh Master, go back."

"No, since you're here, you have to get through this."

Mu Fan shouted, "Go back!"

The two trembled and felt that something was wrong with Mu Fan. They were not from their mother-in-law. They turned around and ran towards the village.

After the two left, a figure jumped down from a big tree. A strong figure like a mountain jumped down from a tree several meters high, and a large snowflake splashed on the ground.

The other party is 1.9 meters tall, and his figure is extremely strong. He has a pair of very strange faces and a pair of beautiful blue eyes, which are more beautiful than women. However, after the giant sword he carries behind his back is taller than the other party's head, it suddenly adds countless strangeness and gloomy.

Seeing someone coming, Mu Fan smiled and said, "Zeus, long time no see."

Zeus said indifferently in a somewhat uncomfortable and fluent Chinese, "It's only a year, not long."

Mu Fan squatted in the snow on the ground and rubbed the snowballs. He didn't regard the other party as his sworn enemy to kill him at all. He smiled and said, "What's the reason for coming this time? Don't you still want to take revenge on Thor?"

Zeus walked towards Mu Fan step by step and said indifferently, "It's true, not true, but you don't need to know."

Mu Fan smiled and said, "Oh? I've found my doorstep. If you want me to die, why do you have to let me close my eyes?

Zeus said calmly, "You are the one who can't afford to offend."

Mu Fan shrugged his shoulders, stood up, threw the snowball kneaded in his hand into the distance, laughing indifferently; "It should be you sent by the ancient perfume family in Europe,"

Zeus frowned slightly, and then said calmly and indifferently, "Since you know it, I advise you to go to Europe in person as soon as possible."

Mu Fan wrapped his hands around him, looked at Zeus with a smile, and said with a smile, "I'm going to go, but not now."

Zeus stood backhand at the long sword behind him and pulled it out. At the same time, a stinging sound was like death summoning, and he said indifferently, "Let's fight quickly."

Mu Fan was suddenly shocked, with a bitter face, waved his hand and retreated; "Hey, you are too bastard. I have nothing in my hand, but you are carrying a heavy iron sword on your back. It's unfair."

Zeus sneered, "What are you, boy? No one knows better than me. For you, I have talked to you. This is my respect for you as a god of death. It's already polite. Let's go to war!"

With that, the huge body of Zeus rushed towards Mu Fan like the wind with his sword.

"Fuck you, grandma!"

Mu Fan didn't say a word, turned around and ran away. Just after just three steps of escape, he suddenly turned around and shook his right hand wildly. Suddenly, a harsh strange wind sounded in the air.

"Zeuse, today, Death is sentenced. You can return to my arms!"

Zeus sneered, and the huge sword was horizontal. Suddenly, there was a harsh sound at the top, accompanied by a large number of sparks, falling.

At the same time, suddenly large snowflakes and large snowballs bombed towards Zeus like long eyes.

"Are you so good at it?"

"Here you are!"

Mu Fan roared, did not retreat but advanced, and bullied him.

Mu Fan, like a dark shadow, moved quickly around Zeus, getting faster and faster. With Zeus as the center, in a three-meter direction, Mu Fan's rope dart and the giant sword made a large spark, which evoked a circle.

Mu Fan's right hand is constantly changing all kinds of strange things in his hand, not close to Zeus, and Mu Fan's right hand is shaking in the air like a ghost charm. And the rope darts also attacked Zeus fiercely in various strange and tricky ways.

"Haha, you finally don't become a shrinking turtle, which is refreshing!"

"You're wrong. It seems that you don't understand what death is..."

Two months ago, after the attack of Wolong Village by the three major killers, Mu Fan concluded that he would definitely not be an ordinary person next time. Therefore, when Mu Fan heard a gunshot before, he casually brought the golden sword to Qingjian before going out.

Only after seeing the eighth master, he inserted two swords into the tree trunk not far away. At this moment, after chasing in the mountain forest for a while, Mu Fan confused Zeus with a rope dart. When the two were fighting, Mu Fan suddenly gave up the long-range battle, and jumped up like a roc spreading its wings.

Two swords, a blue light suddenly appeared, and under the sunset, the golden sword looked extremely bright as fire.

Two lights of Qingjin fell in an instant.

With a touch, three swords hit and sparks.

Zeus was caught off guard and said angrily, "Aren't you without weapons in your hand?"

Mu Fan sneered and said, "Didn't you just say that you know death best? Why didn't you admit it so soon?"

"Despicable! You are the most despicable Chinese person I have ever seen! Go to hell!"

With that, the huge body is like a wild bombardment. At this moment, Mu Fan, standing three meters away from Zeus, is like a thin child. It is difficult for people to think of the tragic consequences of Mu Fan being knocked out by Zeus.

However, just as Zeus approached, Mu Fan suddenly moved strangely, and then rotated around behind Zeus, back to back, two swords inserted behind, two sounds at the top, and three swords hit each other again.

With one blow, Mu Fan evacuated in an instant.

"You are a monkey, jumping around. If you have the ability, just stand with me head-on!"

Mu Fan nodded and smiled, "Good!"

Mu Fan moved,

"You, how, how can it be..."

Before Zeus reacted, Mu Fan, who had jumped five meters away before, had come to him. The two swords weighed up, a blue light, a golden light, and inserted into Zeus' eyes.

Zeus suddenly withdrew, and at the same time, the huge sword swept, but to his surprise, the shoulders towards his eyes stopped in an instant, like a swimming viper, detoured the side of Zeus and opened his mouth to go.

"Bastard!"

Zeus was furious, and his huge body rotated like a compass.

The two of them fought so happily. But what made Zeus depressed was that his epee returned without success every time. It seemed that Mu Fan had grown a lot compared with the last time. How is that possible? At their stage, it's gone. Isn't the martial arts, sss level the limit?

"Ah~~~~"

Just as the two were fighting, a shocking roar suddenly came from the mountains and forests behind them. The frightened birds all over the mountain fled everywhere.

Hearing this roar, Zeus' body suddenly trembled, and Mu Fan was overjoyed.

Just two hours after the two fought to the death, Zeus suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Zeus, do you want to escape?"

Mu Fan sneered and took off his worn coat. He was naked in the snow and stopped Zeus, who had no intention of fighting.

"Get out of here!"

Zeus saw that Mu Fan wanted to stop his determination at this moment, and he had no intention to stay. He used all his strength to kick Mu Fan away and escape.

But at this moment, suddenly there were a few more sounds, and soon five figures, like ghosts, rushed to Mu Fan's side.

Zeus felt the speed of several people and was shocked; "How many sss-level masters are there here?"

Mu Fan's swords rotated and swept, laughing; "Come and witness that I can't afford to offend those old European guys. Do you also have the strength to offend me, Mu Fan!"

The five generals came in an instant and surrounded Zeus. Mu Fan jumped into the air, threw the golden sword in his hand to Lao Wu, and roared; "Seven-star combination battle!"

The six people nodded and suddenly took Mu Fan as the leader, from Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang. This combination battle is led by the black sword. At this moment, the black sword is no longer there. Mu Fan is the task of the swordsman and occupies the position of Tianshu.

As soon as the seven people left their positions, they suddenly kept spinning beside Zeus like a seven-star Big Dipper.

"Crazy! Crazy~~~"

After the seven people and one sword, Zeus swayed.

The seven people hit together. Zeus began to feel a little weak.

"Zeuse, Death will give you a ride!"

Mu Fan shouted, and a blue light was cut. Zeus put his huge sword heavily on the ground, taking it as the extreme and suddenly provoked it. The blue light cut on the giant sword.

But just as Zeus escaped and was ready to escape, a sudden gust of wind hit, and in an instant, a large snowflakes on the ground swung up.

Like a sudden blizzard, it blew towards several people. At the same time, Zeus's huge sword suddenly couldn't support it. When he was not ready, he threw it down.

At the same time, the seven people of Mu Fan also hurriedly retreated and couldn't figure out what was going on.

When everyone was in a panic, the rope dart that Mu Fan was still on the ground suddenly turned around Zeus' neck like his eyes. When Zeus was afraid to cut it off, the rope suddenly tightened, and Zeus' body was dragged into the book.

The snowflakes fell on the ground and everything calmed down.

Against the last light of the sunset, a huge dark shadow fell on a big tree trunk.

Zeus is dead.

Under his feet is a huge sword.

A strange and horrible picture.

A dark shadow jumped down from the tree, and everyone was stunned. It was the black sword on the upper body.

The black sword ploped and knelt in front of Mu Fan, who sat on the ground in an indecent posture.

"Brother, I succeeded, but the master didn't succeed, you succeeded..."

Black Sword, a fake monk who can only laugh, cried.

Mu Fan took a long breath, stood up and laughed and scolded, "I thought it was a monster. If you succeed, you will succeed. Why are you so excited? Isn't it just a powerman? What's the big deal..."

After Mu Fan finished speaking, he walked towards the village with a green sword.

In the evening, Mu Fan's back looked extremely lonely.

Throughout his life, the old man ignored honor and disgrace. With the hat of treason, the family was defeated and tried his best to develop something that had not been successfully developed in his life. Mu Fan finally helped him fulfill his wish.

Six people walked to the black sword and were surprised; "Did you get the gust of wind just now?"

The black sword sighed, "I just got through, I'm not sure, and it's a little messy. Brothers, I succeeded..."

The seven people had the same expression. They looked back at the back that Mu Fan could still see, and knelt down at the same time.