Witnessing Zhou Fan, who ignored the curse snow, Wufeng was slightly shocked. It originally thought that this man could kill Wuyan because Yan returned, but now it may not be possible.

The rust knife lingered in a series of delicate scented streams and slashed towards Wubei.

There are three top-grade yellow stairs talismans attached to the rust knife. They are not weak in power, as long as they can hit the faceless...

But the faceless figure was like a illusion, avoiding the rust knife. Its long sleeves rolled into two long swords. Its figure disappeared in front of Zhou Fan in just a flash.

Zhou Fan saw a blurry shadow circling behind him.

He twisted his body and slashed the rust knife in his hand horizontally.

Tink twice.

The rust knife collided with two long swords and was about to part with one touch.

Faceless like a phantom, suddenly arrived at Zhou Fan's Zuoze again and stabbed out the long sword.

Zhou Fan swung his sword and then slashed again. His fast sword was fast enough to definitely catch up.

But the faceless sword suddenly retracted, and his body swayed to Zhou Fan's back, and his two swords stabbed out.

A clang sound.

Two swords stabbed Zhou Fan's back, and sparks flew everywhere on the purple-gold armor. Zhou Fan was hit by the force of the stab and fell forward a few steps.

Zhou Fan's back hurt, but a chill broke out in his heart. The faceless speed was too fast, faster than the warriors in the speed stage.

The faceless figure paused for a moment. It did not expect that Zhou Fan's armor would be so strong that its two swords could not break through the defense of the armor.

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

Wu Feng sneered in his heart. No matter how high the defense is, it is just its target. Its speed is extremely fast, and Zhou Fan doesn't even have a chance to touch its body.

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

Faceless moved again, and in the vast white space, its body was so fast that it pulled out phantoms. Even the warrior at ordinary speed was not as fast as its speed.

It is known for its speed.

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

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

These sword marks were quickly healed by blood gold.

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

Zhou Fan did not let his body explode, because even if it exploded, he could not keep up with the 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 can't leave." Zhou Fan sneered.

Faceless furious. It slashed several swords on the thick armor, but it could not pierce the outermost purple gold armor of Zhou Fan. It had to admit that Zhou Fan made a point. Zhou Fan hid in the turtle shell, and it was really helpless.

Cursing Ren Xue cannot have any effect on Zhou Fan.

The faceless body shook, and it reached behind Zhou Fan. The long sword condensed with its sleeves also softened. He was very unwilling to let it go near Zhou Fan's back and said coldly: "So what? You can't kill me, I will come back..."

But before the faceless words were finished, Zhou Fan's heavy purple gold armor was wearing, like a hedgehog, and countless purple gold long thorns popped out from behind, each of which was one meter long.

This incident was very sudden. Suddenly, even Wubei didn't react. It was pierced by countless long purple gold thorns. The green blood splashed out from the blood hole in the body, and the blood slid down towards the long purple gold thorns.

Wumeng screamed, and so many long purple gold thorns pierced through its body, just like thousands of arrows shooting. It was not dead, but it could not move for the moment.

The purple gold long thorn contracted, and its entire body slowly retracted with the shrinking purple gold long thorn.

Zhou Fan turned around, his wrist covered with iron armor and pinched his faceless neck. He looked at the face with countless blood holes and sneered: "It's considered to be the one who catches you, little mouse."

Faceless dying, it struggled desperately in fear, and its sleeve turned into a long sword and stabbed at the purple gold armor, making dinging sounds.

The Star Frost Rust Knife, covered with pure white runes, stabbed the face without facial features with one knife, stabbing its face transparently.

Zhou Fan let go of his left hand, and the rust knife pulled down again, splitting Wumeng in half.

Countless wind blades grew out of the rust knife, crushing the strange body and white clothes of Faceless, leaving behind miserable and strange screams echoing.

The treacherous domain also began to slowly dissipate.

Zhou Fan put his sword back into the sheath, and the purple and gold light in his body also dissipated.

The purple gold long thorn that suddenly pops up is a spinous armor among the purple gold eight armors. It can pop out sharp long thorns in any direction, making the enemy unable to defend against it. It is a very useful armor form.

If it weren't for the sudden spike armor, the blood-resentment-level faceless escaped.

After the white and vast treacherous domain disappeared, he looked at the dark courtyard, shook his head with some worries, and asked him to kill him. He didn't know how to explain to Yiluansi for a moment.

After all, it is a bit reluctant to fight against the black resentment. He wants to win the blood resentment and is still close to the Baili level blood resentment. Even ordinary speed resentment cannot be achieved.

But he won.

Zhou Fan sighed, hesitated for a moment, left the courtyard, and soon returned to Yiluansi Mansion.

"Aren't you going to get things? Why are you going for so long? I'm going to find you." Li Jiuyue walked over and asked strangely when she saw Zhou Fan coming back.

The guy was lying in the corner. It was just sleeping. Zhou Fan thought that he would go back soon after just one trip, so he didn't call him brother.

"Something happened." Zhou Fan looked helpless, "I'll go find Lord Yan first and tell you later."

When Zhou Fan found Yan Return, Yan Return was frowning and thinking hard. When he saw Zhou Fan coming, he stretched his eyebrows and said, "Zhou Fan, have you come up with any good way to deal with Wuwei? No matter what method, you can tell me."

"The person is charming and faceless..." Zhou Fan paused for a moment, "He is already dead."

"What did you say?" Yan Guilai looked shocked, "How did it die?"

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

"You are the only one?" Yan Guilai asked in a daze. Zhou Fan was just a fight, and he felt that this was unlikely.

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

When Yan returned to see Zhou Fan's expression, he instantly imagined an elder like Master Zhou Fan, and found Zhou Fan without any face, and then was killed by Zhou Fan's elders.

"If you are inconvenient to say it, you can't say it. Is that person leaving?" Yan Guilai asked after reacting.

"Let's go." Zhou Fan replied.
Chapter completed!