"Dangdangdang!"

With bursts of crisp noises, Zhang Fan's war spear was also constantly colliding with Yuan Hui's war knife at this moment, sparks were splashing everywhere.

For a time, the two sides seemed to be evenly matched.

And Yuan Hui's complexion at this moment also gradually showed a solemn look. He did not expect that Zhang Fan would be so difficult, and it gave him a lot of pressure, so that he did not dare to relax at all.

However, what he didn't know was that Zhang Fan did not use his full strength, especially in the speed. The speed that Zhang Fan's floating light and glimpse of the shadow can reach when he runs the technique at full strength is at least much faster than him. The Spirit Vortex of the first layer of Zhang Fan's "War Spear Secret Code" was not applied to the war spear, and the strength it exerts was only eight layers at most.

Since Zhang Fan came in, it would not be possible to simply end it, otherwise, it would not have the effect of deterring others.

"Wow!"

Zhang Fan, who has been spinning constantly on the spot, is now also after colliding with Yuan Hui. With the help of the counter-shock force, he retreats backwards. At the same time, moving his feet, Zhang Fan's whole body is directly teleporting, and he comes to Yuan Hui At the moment, the war spear in his hand pierced Yuan Hui directly with a powerful and fierce aura.

If he missed a hit, Zhang Fan would change direction again, spurring Yuan Hui from angles and directions one by one.

And Yuan Hui, although his own speed is good, but compared with Zhang Fan's ultimate speed after using the floating light glimpse, it is still a lot worse. At this moment, every time his alloy sword is swung, it is basically split into the formation of Zhang Fan. In the shadow.

"Tear!"

At this time, the war spear in Zhang Fan's hand stabbed out again strangely, and although Yuan Hui relied on his powerful body to dodge for the first time, he was still a step late. Suddenly, Zhang Fan's war spear directly penetrated At the edge of Yuan Hui's combat uniform.

Even a scratch of ten centimeters long was left on Yuan Hui's waist, which made Yuan Hui feel some pain.

"boom!"

Naturally, Zhang Fan would not give up such a good opportunity. At this moment, Yuan Hui was like an object to be tested on the barbecue rack, and he couldn't get rid of Zhang Fan's spear at all.

And Zhang Fan, at this time, the power in his hand also hit the war spear, and he made a vigorous horizontal push. Suddenly, Yuan Hui's body was like a kite, flew out directly, and finally fell heavily. Above the ground dozens of meters away.

The moment Yuan Hui flew out, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed cold, and one foot suddenly slammed on the ground. The whole person chased Yuan Hui in midair like an arrow from a string, and quickly kicked Yuan Hui. Kick out.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

In the midair, Yuan Hui couldn't borrow his force for the time being. Under Zhang Fan's attack, the whole person had been flying out in all directions in midair at this moment.

Every time he was about to land, Zhang Fan had arrived early, and in an instant, he was kicked out again.

At this moment, Yuan Hui was like a Zhang Fan doll, with no resistance.

This process lasted for a full five minutes before Zhang Fan stopped.

And Yuan Hui, who finally fell to the ground, had already become **** all over his body at this moment. The bones in his body were already completely falling apart during Zhang Fan's attack. There were even one by one around his body. The hole pierced by Zhang Fan with a war spear is bleeding continuously at this moment.