Death of Douluo

Zhu Zhuqing's speed was extremely fast with Ning Rongrong's blessing, but how could Mo Fan's speed ever be Mo Fan's disadvantage?

Even at the same level, Mo Fan's speed will not be weaker than Zhu Zhuqing's, not to mention the strength gap between the two soul masters and the great soul masters, even with Ning Rongrong's assistance and blessing!

The figure in mid-air jumped again and passed directly over Zhu Zhuqing's head, and at the same time as Mo Fan passed over, the moon-white long bow and long arrows had already condensed in Mo Fan's hands.

As he landed on the ground, he drew the bow and filled the string, a pair of cold eyes were already aimed at Zhu Zhuqing, who had his back to him and was right in front of him.

At this moment, Xiao Wu's figure struck again.His legs were locked towards Mo Fan again.

There is no gap in the pressing attack.

Ning Rongrong knew that his ability had been exposed, so he did not hide it anymore. The increase in the two major spirit rings was immediately given to Xiao Wu and Tang San.

Seeing Mo Fan pause in the sky, facing the sudden change, Tang San didn't hesitate at all. His figure also moved, and he rushed forward with a single step to guard against other accidents.

Looking at Xiao Wu's attack, Mo Fan didn't feel anxious at all. He flicked his hand at a weird and imperceptible angle, and the long moon-white arrow flew out instantly.

As the long arrow flew out, Tang San, who was approaching, showed a confident smile. A blue-black blue silver grass was already wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's waist. With a pull of his hand, Zhu Zhuqing's figure instantly disappeared from under Mo Fan. disappear.

But was Mo Fan's long arrow really aimed at Zhu Zhuqing?Not really!

The long spirit arrow in the sky passed over Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing at a strange angle, and shot directly at Ning Rongrong at the rear!

"How is this possible!" Tang San's expression suddenly changed, and the blue silver grass under him quickly shot towards Ning Rongrong.

But his Blue Silver Grass was obviously not as fast as Mo Fan's arrow!

"Mo Fan!" Oscar's voice suddenly came.

Mo Fan glanced at Oscar, with a faint smile on his lips, "This brat!"

With a thought in Mo Fan's mind, the moon-white light dissipated, and the long arrow instantly dimmed a lot, but it still passed straight through Ning Rongrong's body.

With a moan, Ning Rongrong's figure fell to the ground. Oscar beside him chuckled, and quickly picked her up in his arms without letting her fall to the ground. While holding her, he didn't forget to give Mo Fan a cock. A thumbs up.

Seeing this, Mo Fan chuckled and shook his head. Although his attention was on Oscar, the movements of Mo Fan's hands did not slow down at all.

The long bow in her left hand moved toward Xiao Wu's legs. Xiao Wu swung her body flexibly to avoid the long bow. However, due to Ning Rongrong's coma, the increase in speed suddenly disappeared. Xiao Wu's movements were obviously a beat slower. The flaw in this shot was naturally magnified infinitely in Mo Fan's eyes.

Mo Fan reached forward with his right hand and grabbed Xiao Wu's leg directly, but Tang San's movement was just as fast. Under his feet, the blue silver grass grew again, and it quickly wrapped around Mo Fan.

Jingle Bell.

Flying sickle feet!Mo Fan's figure disappeared from the spot again, and the control of Lan Yincao was lost again. Although it was in vain, Xiao Wu's crisis was also relieved.

Tang San looked solemn and his face was a bit pale. Using the first soul skill many times consumed a lot of soul power in his body.

He didn't know what was around Mo Fan's body, because from the beginning of the battle to now, none of his Blue Silver Grass seeds could complete the parasitism on Mo Fan, which also caused his second soul skill to be temporarily disabled. Useless.

Tang San pulled Xiao Wu back, while Zhu Zhuqing was also waiting for the opportunity.The expressions of the three people now only looked solemn.

In just a few face-to-face encounters, they lost one person, and this person was the auxiliary soul master who should be protected the most.

Looking back at the other side, I can sum it up in two words, easy, extremely easy. Not only were their attacks on the opposite side easily blocked, but they could also observe their surroundings at any time during the battle. Everything seemed so easy.

"To be honest, your performance really disappoints me! Logically speaking, Dai Mubai should have told you my abilities, but he still dared to place an auxiliary soul master alone within my attack range. What do you mean? Confidence is nothing but arrogance.”

Mo Fan stretched out and commented lightly on the performance of the four people just now.

"Since you like close combat, let me play with you."

Mo Fan would not make the low-level mistake of underestimating the enemy. The white light gradually receded, and the black light emerged. The Death Tyrant Equipment replaced the Quincy Equipment, and the Zanpakutō full of cold light appeared in Mo Fan's hand.

"Xiao Wu, Meteor Man Hammer!" Tang San and the others would not sit still and wait for death. Seeing the change in Mo Fan's condition, Tang San also arranged tactics again.

Xiao Wu nodded, tiptoed, and flew out again, kicking towards Mo Fan.

At the same time, dozens of bluesilver grass surged out from around Tang San's body and entangled Mo Fan from different directions.

The so-called meteor hammer is a replica of the hidden weapon meteor hammer. Relying on the entanglement of blue silver grass, Tang San controlled Xiao Wu's body to move flexibly in the air, launched an attack, and restrained Mo Fan.

Tang San glanced to the side and had only burned a third of the incense. He believed that with the cooperation of the two of them, they would definitely be able to cause trouble to Mo Fan in a short time. With Zhu Zhuqing on the side, there was still hope of persevering. .

Mo Fan raised the sword with his right hand, stood it above his head, and struck at Xiao Wu. The flexibility of the Meteor Man Hammer suddenly became apparent. Before Xiao Wu's body could reach him, he suddenly changed direction and swept the sword from the side in an instant. Pass.

Dai Mubai on the side saw this scene and couldn't help shaking his head, "I told you that his knife... is terrifying!"

Xiao Wu dodged the Zanpakutō and kicked towards the acupuncture point between Mo Fan's shoulders, but who would have thought that a violent aura emerged, that was the power of the sword!

The knife moved, and along with a burst of fierce air pressure, Xiao Wu's mid-air figure seemed to be under some heavy pressure, and was instantly lifted away.

The blue silver grass tied around her waist also broke instantly. Under the violent air pressure, the blue silver grass wrapped around her could not get close for a while.

Cut the fist and walk away the ghost.

During this year and a half of training, especially after he understood the power of his sword and the Dao of the Sword (Sword), Mo Fan grew extremely fast.

Putting aside the ghost path for the time being, Mo Fan is now the strongest with this slashing fist. I don’t know if it’s because of Mo Fan’s understanding of the sword’s power, or because of the close combat with the God of Death, or maybe because of that time with Mo Fan in black. Where to fight.

In the state of death, Mo Fan prefers the feeling of head-on confrontation.

Looking back at the Quincy's state, Mo Fan actually implemented the shooter's purpose of wandering around and not being approached, so his flying scythe legs could be improved so quickly to the extent that he could extend the spiritual ladder.

Human energy is always limited. Instead of being good at everything, it is better to specialize in a certain ability. This is Mo Fan's choice!