The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road.

No one knows better the situation he is facing than Xia Fan.

From the moment he fought with the other party, he had already clearly realized that he might be doomed this time.

If there are only one or two opponents.

Even if Xia Fan cannot fight and win, he has the confidence to escape.

pity.

The other party suspected that he had carefully estimated Xia Fan's strength, so he sent three supreme masters to strangle Xia Fan and refused to give him any chance to escape.

The white masked man with bare hands is not weaker than Xia Fan in terms of strength and speed. Whenever he attacks Xia Fan, he is responsible for the task of fighting.

The weaker man holding a knife mask and the man holding a sword mask are responsible for the main attack.

The cooperation between them is very tacit. In the conventional way, Xia Fan has no chance of winning at all.

If Xia Fan wants to gain a glimmer of hope, then there is only one way.

It is better to cut one finger than to hurt one finger.

Only in this way can we resolve the opponent's endless fierce offensives.

When Xia Fan rushed towards the other party without fear like a cannonball out of the borehole, he had already collided heavily with the white masked man with bare hands. It was like two sound fighters colliding in a straight line in the air, and in an instant, huge air waves and roars erupted.

In fact, Xia Fan was half a minute faster than the white masked man with bare hands. The moment he appeared in front of the opponent, he realized that he could not dodge and decisively set off a blocking posture and directly faced the punch Xia Fan hit.

Bang—

With one punch.

The white masked man with bare hands and fist fists suddenly hit the sea under the reaction force of the wild Mo Yu, and at the same time caused huge waves.

The man holding a knife mask and the man holding a sword mask naturally did not let go of the gap at the moment when Xia Fan took action. They both sent the weapons in their hands to Xia Fan.

"Catch you!"

Life and death juncture.

Xia Fan just tilted over his neck and avoided the slash of the man with a knife-bearing mask, but this knife instantly killed Xia Fan like an antelope hanging its horns.

This time.

Xia Fan did not dodge at all.

Because he only has one goal.

Sword holder.

The battle between the supreme masters is often in the slightest.

In the frame when Xia Fan avoided the beheading of the man with a sword mask, he also avoided the sword that the sword holder stabbed into his heart, and then let the sword pierce his chest.

But one of his hands grabbed the sword-holder's wrists, and instantly intersected their eyes.

A pair of eyes that are shining with stern eyes.

A pair of eyes with horror.

"Get out!"

The sharp sword light silently slashed Xia Fan's back.

Xia Fan directly shattered the sword holder's wrist, forcing the other party to release the hilt of the sword, and then roared angrily and turned around and threw the sword holder's body towards the sword holder.

"Pianhong!"

The moment the knife holder was about to pierce the blade from Xia Fan, he suddenly flew out with a warning.

When he noticed that the black shadow that was attacking him just now was Xia Fan holding the sword-holder's body in his hand, he couldn't help blurting out.

"die!"

After forcing the sword holder to retreat, Xia Fan ignored the other party at all. Without hesitation, he pulled the sword holder to the front. Another fist that had already clenched was wrapped in violent true energy and power, and hit the sword holder hard on the face.

Bang—

That moment.

The fist shattered the white masked man on the face of the sword holder, thus revealing a stunning appearance with delicate facial features.

But Xia Fan's fist was not slow at all.

The other party's delicate and small nose was first shattered and collapsed, and his face began to crack and sink inch by inch. Seeing that his entire head was about to blow Xia Fan out of the critical moment.

The sword-holder actually took the initiative to break his arm holding the sword, and then flew out with the violent impact of Xia Fan's fist, and he almost saved his life.

"kill!"

The moment the sword holder was hit by Xia Fan's fist.

A voice full of rage sounded from the sea.

The moment Xia Fan heard the sound, the white masked man who had Xia Fan hammered into the sea had already kicked him horizontally towards his waist.

puff--

Unable to avoid this, Xia Fan took the kick, and his whole body turned into a white light and flew into the sky.

"Chase!"

The white masked man with bare hands immediately chased him out, and at the same time he gritted his teeth and said to the other two people in the distance.

At this moment.

Xia Fan had already forcibly stabilized his body in mid-air, and reached out and pulled out the long sword inserted into his chest.

"it hurts……"

Xia Fan endured the penetrating wound on his chest and the particularly hideous and terrifying knife marks on his back. The sprouts of flesh and blood grew desperately to bridge the wound, but unfortunately, two completely different true qi remaining on the wound were constantly preventing the healing of flesh and blood.

From time to time travel to the present.

This was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury.

In the past, only the teacher really caused him some trouble.

But that time Xia Fan did not use all his strength from the beginning. If he had given his all, the teacher would not even have the strength to fight back.

However, this time it is different.

He encountered enemies of the same level as himself.

They are very strong, very strong.

Even if he fights alone, Xia Fan must be very energetic, not to mention that he is facing three enemies now.

The so-called two fists cannot beat four hands.

When there is no obvious gap in each other's strength, the victory of head-on battles may be minimal.

Therefore, Xia Fan had to try every means to weaken the opponent's strength, and for this reason he would not hesitate to exchange injuries for injuries and to destroy the opponent's person.

Through a brief encounter before.

Xia Fan keenly understood the strength characteristics of the three.

Those with bare hands and empty punches have relatively balanced strength.

The sword holder has more strength and lacks sensitivity, while the sword holder has more sensitivity and lacks strength.

Therefore, Xia Fan chose the sword holder as his target.

It is nothing more than his strongest one is his own strength, which is to use his strength to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

He knew it would be difficult to catch the sword holder because the other two would not give him this opportunity.

But if there is no opportunity, you need to create opportunities.

After being beaten by the opponent's sword, he finally got his wish.

Unfortunately, the other party reacted very quickly and decisively.

Without hesitation, he broke his arm and broke free from Xia Fan's palm.

But how much strength does she have left after losing one hand and a severe brain injury?

"You have successfully angered me."

I don't know when.

The white masked man with bare hands appeared in front of Xia Fan, with endless murderous intent in his hoarse and low voice.

"Oh? Is it? Thank you for the praise!"

Xia Fan suddenly showed a playful smile.

In the conversation.

Both the sword holder and the sword holder appeared, and once again surrounded Xia Fan in the shape of a font.

"Do it!"
To be continued...