The sound is light and crisp, with sparks flying.

Yang Fang was struck by several swords in an instant.

His heart was horrified, and his hair stood on end. If the soft armor hadn't been taken off before, he would definitely be dead now.

What kind of movement is this?

At this time, the man in black also noticed something strange about Yang Fang. He suddenly twisted his body, changed his technique again, and stabbed Yang Fang between his eyebrows and throat.

Yang Fang wielded his sword skills so airtight that it was like a rain of swords, tightly covering the vital parts. At the same time, his body quickly stepped back, grabbed the jar of highly toxic liquid with his palm, and threw it directly towards the black shadow in front of him.

past.

As expected, the jar of highly toxic liquid also penetrated directly through the black shadow in front of him.

Yang Fang took the opportunity to grab the poisonous needles placed in front of the table again and fired them at the black shadow in front of him, densely packed like countless raindrops.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Facing the dense swarm of poisonous needles, the opponent obviously couldn't easily dodge, so he could only swing his long sword to sweep away all the poisonous needles.

With the help of the long sword and the sporadic sparks generated between the poisonous needles, Yang Fang finally captured the opponent's body. He gritted his teeth and quickly rushed out. He used the snow-stepping skill and stabbed directly towards the opponent's body with a sword.

The opponent had just blocked a series of poisonous needles when he saw Yang Fang coming. He felt angry and swayed past, directly facing Yang Fang, vowing to cut this kid into pieces with a thousand knives to vent his hatred.

But he didn't expect that his long sword had just touched Yang Fang. Yang Fang raised his left hand, and a large number of poisonous needles flew out, shooting towards the shadow he had transformed into.

This man was so frightened that he quickly used his body skills to the extreme, twisting and folding quickly, but he was still hit directly by two or three poisonous needles. He let out a muffled groan and even his body shape slowed down a lot.

Yang Fang heard a groan and walked with the sword, it was extremely fast.

With a pop, blood splattered, and one of the opponent's arms was cut off on the spot.

The man in black was so frightened that he didn't dare to deal with it anymore, and quickly turned around and rushed away towards the outside.

But just as he rushed out, his vision suddenly turned black and he almost fell to the ground.

"poison?"

Yang Fang stepped on the snow skill and rushed out quickly. Without any explanation, the long sword directly enveloped the opponent's body.

"you!"

Puff puff!

He was hit with several swords all over his body in an instant, and Yang Fang struck him in the vital part. The last sword pierced the back of his heart. His eyes widened, showing deep reluctance, and he fell to the ground, dying miserably.

Yang Zhang gasped for air, his heart frightened.

Fourth level master!

I unexpectedly met a strange fourth-grade master tonight!

He was almost killed by the opponent.

Chapter 3 is here!

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Chapter completed!