Witnessing Zhou Fan who was ignoring the cursed man Xue rushing towards, Wu Mian was slightly shocked. It originally thought that this person could kill Wu Yan because of Yan's return, but now it seems that it may not be the case.

Rusty knives swirled around in a stream of fine winds, slashing towards the faceless.

The rusty knife is attached with three top-grade wind talismans of the yellow rank.

It's just that the faceless figure is like an illusion, avoiding the rusty knife. Its long sleeves are rolled up into two long swords, and its figure just disappears in front of Zhou Fan's eyes.

Zhou Fan saw a vague shadow go around behind him.

His body twisted, and the rusty knife in his hand slashed backwards sideways.

Ding Ding twice.

The rust knife collided with the two long swords, and it was split at a touch.

Faceless, like a phantom, suddenly reached Zhou Fan's left side again, and the long sword stabbed out.

Zhou Fan swung the knife and chopped again, his sharp knife was fast enough to catch up.

But the faceless long sword suddenly retracted, his body reached Zhou Fan's back in a flash, and the double swords stabbed out.

Clang sound.

The two swords stabbed Zhou Fan's back, sparks scattered on the purple-gold armor, and Zhou Fan fell a few steps forward by the force of the stab.

Zhou Fan's back was hurting, but a chill appeared in his heart. This faceless speed was too fast, even faster than the speed segment martial artist.

The faceless figure paused for a while, it did not expect Zhou Fan's armor to be so strong, and its double swords could not break through the armor's defense.

Zhou Fan turned around quickly, he knew that he was almost there just now, there were two more holes in the light armor, but the holes in the light armor quickly healed.

Faceless sneered in his heart, no matter how high the defense is, it is only its target. Its speed is extremely fast, and Zhou Fan has no chance to even touch its body.

If one sword can't pierce, then a few more swords.

Faceless moved again, and in the vast white space, its body was so fast that it pulled out phantoms, and even an ordinary speed martial artist was not as fast as its speed.

It is inherently good at speed.

It's just that Zhou Fan's light armor began to spread out a circle of purple-gold light, and the light armor turned into heavy armor.

The faceless long sword slashed out several times and slashed on top of the heavy armor, leaving only shallow sword marks.

These sword marks were quickly healed by blood gold.

Zhou Fan gave up moving, he just stood and let the faceless attack, his whole body was shrouded in thick purple gold armor.

Zhou Fan didn't let his body explode, because even if he did, he wouldn't be able to keep up with this faceless speed.

"You can't break my defense. After a long time, someone will soon find that I have disappeared. Even if you want to leave, you won't be able to leave." Zhou Fan said with a sneer.

Faceless was furious. It slashed several swords on the thick armor, but it couldn't pierce Zhou Fan's outermost purple-gold armor. It had to admit that Zhou Fan was right. Zhou Fan was hiding in the turtle shell. Nothing can be done.

Cursed Renxue couldn't have any effect on Zhou Fan either.

Faceless body swayed, it reached Zhou Fan's back, the long sword condensed from the sleeves also softened, and it was very unwilling to approach Zhou Fan's back and said coldly: "So what? You can't kill it either. I, I'll be back..."

It's just that the faceless words have not been finished yet. Zhou Fan's purple-gold armor is like a hedgehog, with countless purple-gold thorns popping out from his back, and each thorn is ten feet long.

This change was very sudden. Suddenly, Faceless did not respond. It was pierced by countless purple-gold thorns. Green blood spurted out of the blood hole in the body, and the blood slipped and dripped toward the purple-gold thorns.

Faceless screamed, so many long purple-gold thorns pierced through its body, like ten thousand arrows shooting through it. It didn't die, but it couldn't move for a while.

The Zijin Long Thorn shrank, and its entire body slowly retracted along with the shrunken Zijin Long Thorn.

Zhou Fan turned around and grabbed Faceless's neck with his iron-clad wrists. He looked at the face with countless blood holes and sneered, "You can be considered to have caught your little mouse."

Faceless was dying, it struggled desperately in fear, its sleeves turned into a long sword and kept stabbing at the purple-gold armor, making a ding ding sound.

The star frost rust knife covered with pure white runes stabbed into the face without facial features, piercing its face through.

Zhou Fan let go of his left hand, and the rusty knife slashed down again, splitting Wu Mian in two.

Countless wind blades grew out of the rust knife, smashing the strange body and white clothes of Faceless, leaving behind a miserable and strange cry that echoed.

The deceitful domain also began to slowly dissipate.

Zhou Fan retracted the knife and sheathed it, and the purple-gold light in his body also spread out.

The purple-gold thorns that suddenly pop up are the thorns in the purple-gold eight armors. They can pop out sharp thorns in any direction, making the enemy hard to guard against. It is a very useful armor form.

If it weren't for this sudden thorny armor, I'm afraid this blood-feeling faceless would have to escape.

After the white and boundless domain disappeared, he looked at the pitch-black courtyard, shook his head with some annoyance, and let him kill without a face, he didn't know how to explain to Yiluansi for a while.

After all, it is a bit reluctant to fight against the black grievances against the cultivator Duan. If you want to win the blood grievances and are still close to the blood grievances of the Baili level, even the ordinary speed section cannot do it.

But he won.

Zhou Fan sighed, he hesitated for a while, but left the courtyard, and soon returned to the Yiluan Sifu.

"Aren't you going to get something? Why did you go for so long? I'm going to find you." Li Jiuyue asked strangely when she saw Zhou Fan coming back.

The dude was lying in the corner. It was sleeping just now. Zhou Fan thought that he was only going to go back soon, so he didn't call him dude.

"Something happened." Zhou Fan showed helplessness, "I'll go to Lord Yan first, and I'll tell you later."

When Zhou Fan found Yan Kui, Yan Kui was frowning and thinking hard. When he saw Zhou Fan coming, he raised his brows and said, "Zhou Fan, have you come up with a good way to deal with faceless? No matter what the way, you can say it. Listen."

"Charming without a face..." Zhou Fan paused, "already dead."

"What did you say?" Yan returned with a look of shock on his face, "How did it die?"

"It came to kill me, and then I killed it." Zhou Fan said with a wry smile.

"Just you?" Yan returned and asked in a daze. Zhou Fan was just fighting Duan, and he thought it was unlikely.

"It's not just me..." Zhou Fan said hesitantly, "There is another person who happened to be there, and he helped me a lot."

When Yan returned to see Zhou Fan's expression, he instantly made up an elder like Master Zhou Fan, found Zhou Fan facelessly, and then was killed by Zhou Fan's elders.

"If it's inconvenient for you to say it, you can leave it alone. Has that person left?" Yan returned and asked after reacting.

"Let's go." Zhou Fan replied.

"Let's go..." Yan returned with some regrets. He wanted to introduce Zhou Fan, but he quickly laughed, "Anyway, it's a good thing to die without a face."