"Save me …" The driver stuck his head out of the car door and half of his body was stuck in the car. His body was drenched in blood and there was a pool of blood on the ground. He must have been injured somewhere.
He screamed and waved to Jiang Shangxin for help.
There were only four people present, Fang Yan, the fisherman, Jiang Shangxin, and the driver. Fang Yan was fighting with the fisherman and could not be distracted to save him. He could only place his hopes on Jiang Shangxin.
Jiang Shangxin looked at Fang Yan in a daze and did not notice the driver's cry for help.
This was not the first time that Jiang Shangxin saw Fang Yan in action, but she was once again conquered by his skills.
Her body was lifted by a gust of air just now and when she reacted, she was already a few meters away. What was going on?
What was going on when Fang Yan jumped so high and flew into the air like a bird?
Furthermore, he could make a hole in the roof of the car with just one slap. Was this magic?
Fang Yan slapped 38 times in a row. As his movements were too fast, Jiang Shangxin only saw one slap.
In the eyes of the bystanders, the truth was that Fang Yan slapped the roof of the car and it sank into the car.
Jiang Shangxin was not stupid. She knew that when Fang Yan was fighting with the fisherman, it was the best time for her to leave this place.
However, Jiang Shangxin did not leave.
She knew that Fang Yan was very powerful, but what if Fang Yan could not defeat the old fisherman?
It was said that a woman in love had zero IQ. This sentence was especially suitable for Jiang Shangxin.
Because she was in love, she was more worried.
When Fang Yan's tornado shot out, the fisherman knew that this kid's strength was shocking.
That was the power of nature and it was irresistible. He could not block it or destroy it. The only way was to avoid it and choose to escape.
He flicked his wrist and the fishing line in front of the fishing rod flew towards the big tree at the side.
The thread wrapped around the tree trunk, and he darted out like Spiderman who had released a flying thread.
Yes, the fisherman holding the fishing rod did look like the superhero created by Hollywood: Spiderman!
The fisherman's legs were in the air and his entire body was hanging on the tree trunk by the fishing line.
The tree trunk creaked and groaned, as if it would break at any moment.
Fang Yan looked at the fisherman and said, "I am very happy to be praised by the fisherman. Why don't we find a place to drink tea and chat instead of fighting and killing? "
The fisherman sneered and said, "You are too arrogant. This is just the beginning. It's not even a warm-up, and you're already thinking of running away? "
"I'm not trying to escape. I'm just afraid that I'll hurt you." Fang Yan acted as if he was thinking for her sake. "This is just a little bit of strength, not even one-tenth of my strength, and you keep praising me. You say that a tiger has no descendants, and that heroes come from the young —"
"I did not say that is a hero …"
"But that is what you have shown. This is enough to make you gasp in surprise, which means that your power is far from mine. You can't beat me anyway, so there is no need for us to continue fighting, right? If I really hurt you, wouldn't my grandpa break my legs when I get back? "
"You sharp-tongued brat!" the fisherman shouted angrily, "There is no need for your grandpa to break your legs, I will break your legs right now!"
As the fisherman spoke, he flicked his wrist.
Crack —
The branch that was hanging on the fishing line snapped and flew towards Fang Yan with its lush leaves.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh —
The branches carried the sound of the wind, and leaves fell as they flew.
However, the falling leaves did not scatter with the wind. Instead, they flew towards Fang Yan like leaves.
The saying "Flowers and leaves can hurt people" was used to describe the experts of the Jianghu.
Fang Yan's body spun on the spot. Drunken Crane Riding the Wind made her look like a butterfly flying through the flowers.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh —
The leaves pierced through his head, cheeks, ribs, crotch, and other parts of his body, but they could not touch his body.
In Jiang Shangxin's eyes, Fang Yan was strolling leisurely in the rain of leaves, and his posture was extremely carefree.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang —
The leaves pierced the ground or the black car, and the body of the car was cut one after another.
There were also two leaves that pierced the thighs of the driver of the black car. The driver could only watch as the leaves flew towards him, but he could not avoid them. He could only scream in pain again and again —
The most terrible thing was the thick tree trunk that was thrown over by the silver line. They came crashing towards Fang Yan's head, as if they were attacking indiscriminately.
Fang Yan did not avoid them, and his body rushed straight towards the tree trunk.
When he was about to get close, he suddenly punched out.
The tree trunk was like a lit firecracker, suddenly exploding with a series of crackling sounds.
Fang Yan's body continued to rush forward, and he headed towards the fisherman who was pouncing towards him.
The fisherman held the fishing rod in his hand, and the fishing rod pierced towards Fang Yan's chest like a long sword.
What was even more strange was that the fishing line seemed to have eyes, and it actually wrapped around Fang Yan's body from behind.
There was a spear in front of him, and there was a net behind him. It was a pincer attack, and it was difficult to advance or retreat.
Fang Yan did not advance, nor did he retreat. His body instantly stood still, and then he stepped on the Yin and Yang poles, and he spun rapidly on the spot.
Whoosh —
The long line passed by him, and it attacked where the fisherman was.
The fishing rod in the fisherman's hand carried the faint sound of wind and thunder. It was not a long sword, but it had a murderous intent.
The bamboo rod in the fisherman's hand trembled non-stop, as if it was too old to exert any strength.
The spiritual snake flicked its tongue!
Fang Yan's eyes, glabella, mouth, throat, chest, and abdomen were all the targets of the fisherman's attack. If he was slightly careless, he would be stabbed to death.
Fang Yan's charging speed did not decrease, and his footsteps were still steady and firm.
The Taiji Heart spun wildly, and the Taiji Domain was also fully unleashed.
In Fang Yan's mind, the bamboo rod in the fisherman's hand turned into a long red snake.
The snake's head shook non-stop, but the snake's tail did not move.
Hit the snake where it hurts!
Fang Yan slashed his palm over.
Kacha!
The snake's head was cut off, and the bamboo rod broke into two.
The fisherman stabbed again with the broken branch, and Fang Yan slashed again.
Kacha!
Stabbed again!
Slashed again!
Kacha!
Stabbed again!
Hacked again!
The fisherman stabbed seven times in a row, and Fang Yan slashed seven times in a row.
Every time he slashed, a section of the bamboo rod would break off.
Very quickly, the bamboo rod was left with only a small section in the fisherman's hand.
When Jiang Shangxin saw this, before the smile on her face could spread, she saw the fisherman raise the broken bamboo rod in his hand and stab it toward Fang Yan's chest.
"Fang Yan —" Jiang Shangxin called out anxiously.
Tch —
The bamboo rod pierced into Fang Yan's body, and the bamboo rod in the fisherman's hand disappeared completely.
"Fang Yan —" Jiang Shangxin was really frightened.
She looked at the sharp bamboo rod that disappeared from Fang Yan's body in disbelief, and she was unwilling to believe what she had seen.
Fang Yan stood up to protect her, and if Fang Yan was injured or killed because of this, then … how could she continue to live?
Her eyes were wet, and big drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
Her body trembled violently, and she wanted to rush up to check on Fang Yan's condition, but she realized that her legs did not have the strength to move at all …
When her father took Feng Xing away, she was not by his side, and all she saw was his swollen corpse. Therefore, she could not experience that kind of feeling.
Now, Fang Yan had died in front of her, and this kind of feeling was really heart-wrenching.
The fisherman's attack was successful, and he took a step back.
Fang Yan stood where he was without moving. He looked at the fisherman and said, "You predicted this a long time ago?"
The fisherman nodded and said, "I predicted that you could block five of my attacks, but I did not expect you to block seven —"
"What about the eighth attack?"
"There is no eighth attack." The fisherman said. "The first spurt of energy, the second weak, and the third exhausted — I could defy logic and practice until the fifth attack, and that was already my limit. If I can't kill someone with three attacks, then I'm an opponent. If I can't kill someone with five attacks, then I'm an expert. If I can't kill someone with seven attacks, then I'm a killer — "
"So you chose to give up?" Fang Yan asked.
"No, I only chose to let you attack —" The fisherman looked at Fang Yan and said. "When I made the eighth attack, I thought you would counterattack — you have the heart of Tai Chi, you could clearly see the trajectory of my attacks. When I made my move, you only needed to make a simple dragon-catching hand to snatch my sword, then take the opportunity to stab into my chest or the third rib — unfortunately, you didn't do that. "
Fang Yan smiled and said, "I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because you are my grandpa's friend." Fang Yan said. "Although my grandpa always called you Hanged Ghost, I know that in his heart, you are his friend —"
The fisherman's face was sad, and he said, "What a pity, what a pity —"
"There's nothing to feel pity about," Fang Yan comforted him. "You are alive, he is also alive, isn't that worth getting you two drunk?"
The fisherman laughed out loud. He patted Fang Yan's shoulder hard and said, "Well said. I'm alive, and he's alive. Isn't that enough for us to get drunk?"
The fisherman looked at Fang Yan and said: "Brat, I've lost, I've lost shamelessly, and I've lost wholeheartedly — —"
Fang Yan pulled out the half of the bamboo stick stuck in his chest and offered it to the fisherman with both hands, saying: "Thank you for your guidance, senior"
The fisherman's eighth attack was also seen by Fang Yan, so he used the heart of Tai Chi to grasp its flow.
When the sword came, Fang Yan's body shifted and used his arm to catch the half of the bamboo stick, stopping the fisherman's attack.
"How could there be any guidance? You won against me with your own skills, that's all "the fisherman said.
He took the half of the bamboo stick that Fang Yan gave him, then stabbed it into his chest.
Cha — —
The sound of flesh being pierced could be heard, and fresh blood instantly stained his chest.
"Senior — —" Fang Yan hurriedly stopped him.
The fisherman waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I won't die."
"— —"
The fisherman looked at Fang Yan meaningfully and said: "You were supposed to stab me, but since you weren't willing to do it, I had no choice but to do it for you — —"
The fisherman looked at Shangxin, who was crying bitterly not far away, and said: "Let's go. Let's go. Leave with him and never come back — — it's not worth it for you to come back. "
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