Fighting the Martial Universe

　　 "There is no one who dare not tie up in my killing soul door, boy, I advise you not to be nosy."

　　 A fierce light flashed in the middle-aged man's gaze. His whole body, surrounded by air currents, was obviously a seven-poke power, and the seven pucks in his body were connected by a main meridian.

　　 This level of powerhouse truly mastered the power of the ten tigers, and with a single move, he could kill a six-poke warrior.

　　 Even though Xiaoman is also a Seven Soul Warrior, it is normal to be stunned by a Seven Soul Warrior without precautions.

　　 "This is a dead end. For a while, no one will come over. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being polite."

　　While speaking, he also drew a soft sword from his waist, trying to shock Zhang Mofan.

　　 After all, the task has been completed, and he does not want to delay too much time.

　　 Originally with Zhang Mofan's previous temperament, he would never be nosy.

　　 However, this girl, Xiaoman, is still quite good. She helped him out last time. If she had to give him money this time, she would not be kidnapped.

　　 However, in the face of Seven Souls, he is really no opponent.

　　 What's more, the opponent is still holding a weapon in his hand, which is still a valuable treasure.

　　 "Anyway, no one, maybe you can use the Dragon Soul Immortal Gloves, try this glove, whether it really has that effect."

　　 Thinking of this, he put his right hand behind him, constantly communicating with the fighting spirit space, trying to urge the Dragon Soul Immortal Gloves out.

　　 However, I suddenly realized that it was very labor intensive, and for a while, it was urged to come out.

　　 "You put down your weapon and run away directly, I can spare your life."

　　 Zhang Mofan carried his hands on his back, as if turned into the sacred sage of the blue fire, like a master, trying to delay time.

"what did you say?"

The middle-aged man stared at Zhang Mofan in astonishment. He only felt that there was a problem with his ears. He couldn't help but laughed and said, "Boy, what are you talking about? Let me put down my weapon and run away? I'm so scared, I I almost kneel down for you."

　　 At this point, he also put on a scared expression. He has been in the Killing Soul for several years, and has never seen such an arrogant person.

　　 At the time of these few words, Zhang Mofan's right hand flashed with a ray of red light, and the Dragon Soul Immortal Gloves were finally brought up.

　　The tip of the index finger is inlaid with golden dragon **** the size of a thumb.

　　 "Boy, I'll give you another chance, are you going or not?"

　　 The middle-aged man's voice gradually cooled down, and he didn't seem to want to do it. Once he did it, there would be movement. If it alarmed outsiders, it would be troublesome.

　　 However, Zhang Mofan turned a deaf ear, stretched out his left hand, hooked his finger at the middle-aged man, and said: "What can I do if I don't go? Come here if you have the ability!"

　　 Zhang Mofan's provocation completely angered the other party.

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　 The middle-aged man showed a murderous face, swept away, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Zhang Mofan.

　　 This sword is enough to kill any warrior below the Six Soul Realm.

　　 Moreover, as any teenager, facing such a killer move, his whole body will tremble in shock.

　　 However, Zhang Mofan remained motionless.

　　 A sword swung, like a bolt of lightning, carrying a strong killing intent, locked Zhang Mofan's throat, and cut away.

　　Da!

　　 However, between the electric light and flint, a clear finger snapped abruptly,

　　 The middle-aged man's body shuddered fiercely, and he felt a huge shock in his chest, painful.

"you..."

　　 The middle-aged man didn't know what was going on at all, as if he had seen a ghost, he could feel that his heart seemed to be broken when he snapped his fingers.

　　 Zhang Mofan saw this and rushed directly, his right hand wearing the dragon soul's immortal gloves, snatched the soft sword from the opponent's hand.

　　 Grabbing the soft sword, Zhang Mofan suddenly discovered that the dragon soul immortal gloves swept a burst of blood directly, wrapping the blade of the soft sword into a blood sword.

　　At this time, the middle-aged man seemed to realize his danger, clutching his heart and trying to escape. Unfortunately, it was too late.

　　 Zhang Mofan directly urged the Eastern Emperor's fighting spirit, released the fighting spirit, and strengthened his own strength, cutting with a sword, and seeing blood seal his throat.

　　 The middle-aged man, with big eyes, collapsed directly on the ground, convulsed constantly, and finally died completely.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Zhang Mofan directly released the soft sword, retracted the Dragon Soul Immortal Gloves, retracted the fighting spirit, gasping for breath, as if exhausted all his strength.

　　 "It's very risky. Fortunately, I have the power of two tigers. Otherwise, I won't even be able to snap my fingers. Moreover, this dragon soul immortal glove can actually increase the power of the weapon."

　　 The scene just now was absolutely thrilling. Fortunately, he has been fighting with tigers all the year round, and he still has a little actual combat experience.

　　 This time, he was fortunate to have encountered a Seven Soul Warrior, no matter how strong it was, he might not be able to kill it.

　　 Collect a dragon ball, a sound can shock the mind and shake the opponent's heart, but the powerful warrior will not be affected. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Of course, this is also related to Zhang Mofan's strength. The stronger the strength, the louder the snapping fingers, and the stronger the power naturally.

　　 "This time, it was a thrilling attempt. In the future, if you are not sure, you still cannot sacrifice the Dragon Soul Immortal Gloves."

Zhang Mofan slowed down, pinned the soft sword to his waist, and then fumbled around on the middle-aged man. On his waist, he touched a cloth bag. Without a word, he took it away. Up.

After 　　 was done, he walked to Xiao Man, ready to pick him up and leave here.

　　 Who knows, there was a sudden pain in the lower body, Zhang Mofan directly covered the lower body, his expression was very painful, he saw Xiaoman who suddenly woke up, could not help but curse: "Are you sick? Ouch!"

　　 This kick is neither light nor heavy, and it’s hard for anyone to kick it to the point of life.

Xiaoman saw Zhang Mofan, and saw a big man lying next to him in a pool of blood. He understood what was going on. On his pretty face, he was slightly embarrassed: "Zhang Mofan, I'm sorry, I thought it was the one who attacked me. Is it you, your place? Is it okay?"

　　 Seeing Zhang Mofan clutching his lower body, Xiaoman's pink face became even more red.

　　 "Aren't you nonsense? Maybe it's useless!"

　　 Zhang Mofan continued to say in pain.

　　 "Ah, what should I do? Do you want me to ask the alchemist for you?"

　　 Xiaoman’s pretty face was a little worried. She had heard her mother say that a man’s **** are the most vulnerable. If there is a crisis, she will attack the genitals.

　　 She just woke up, this foot is completely instinct, yes, absolute instinct.

　　 "What's the use of the alchemist? The distant water can't save the nearby fire, or else, you can help me to see if I am hurt?"

　　 Zhang Mofan clutched his lower body, his expression still very painful.