School Flower's Perspective Berserker

Chapter 832 A More Cruel Way
"you!"

Xu Fan's meaning was very simple, he wanted his own life.

Having been threatened with his life countless times, A'dal has never been afraid.

Without him, those people have all been refined into living corpses by themselves, and they will be used by themselves for the rest of their lives!
But this time, A'dal found that something that made him panic began to spread in his heart.

He... He panicked, for the first time.

"Boy, don't think that...you are so great if you have some attainments in swordsmanship."

Seeing Xu Fan's approaching figure, A'dal instinctively stepped back.

In terms of martial arts, he is not very accomplished, and his energy in this life has been put on how to develop stronger living corpses...

If he really wanted to fight hand-to-hand, he didn't think that he could go too many rounds under Xu Fan's sword.

Cold sweat oozes out from his forehead in large swaths, A'dal retreats back, his eyes dare not leave Xu Fan at all, not even for a moment to blink!

He was only worried that his momentary negligence would lead to death!
The movement here has already aroused the vigilance of the camp. It won't take long for my companions to come over!

A'dal looked at Xu Fan vigilantly, he must persevere!

As long as my companions can arrive, it won't be that simple for this guy, not to mention anything else, to kill himself!

Withdrawing back, soon, he exited the house.

Under the night, I could only see the flames beating, and the sound of footsteps came towards me.

It's my own people!
A'dal looked at the swaying flames coming from a distance, and something called excitement shot out from his pupils!

These more than ten steps, exiting the house from the house, to him, it is definitely a narrow escape!

Next, he had so many helpers, how could he, Xu Fan, kill himself!

"Do you think that if you come to help, you can escape?"

Suddenly, Xu Fan's voice came from the room.

He walked out of the house with his sword in hand, watching A'dal's escape from death overflowing on his face, his eyes narrowed slowly.

"I want to kill you, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here, I can't stop him."

In just one sentence, between the lines, there is incomparable confidence!
Just as the words fell, Xu Fan moved!
Like a meteor that fell from the sky!Xu Fan and Jianmang merged into one!This dark night was cut into two by its sharp edge!
Sword Qi whistling!The wind is blowing!This draws the sword and slashes, but in an instant!

laugh!
When Xu Fan's figure reappeared in the night, he saw a bloody arrow gushing out from A'dal's right thigh!

The wounds torn open by the sword light can be seen deep in the bones!The pain it caused caused A'dal to scream, shaking the night to tremble.

"This sword is for those children."

Staring at A'dal's miserable face, Xu Fan said expressionlessly.

Almost all of these kidnapped children were refined into Yasha ghosts by this guy!

How much pain does it take to refine a living person into a murderous corpse?

Xu Fan is very firm, this kind of guy will never let him die so easily.

"you……"

The artery has been completely torn by Xu Fan, and at this moment, blood gushes out from the thigh like a fountain!

A'dal knelt on the ground, clutching his thigh tightly with one hand, trying to stop the worsening injury.

But the effect was very weak. After a while, his face was already pale as paper.

Da da da.

At this time, the Tianwu Cultists who came from afar had arrived.

Seeing A'dal's tragic situation at the moment, they quickly and angrily looked at Xu Fan!

"Boy, you are so brave!"

"If you don't want to die, kneel down!"

A'dal's status in their hearts is not low, and now that Xu Fan has been injured like this, they have already become murderous towards Xu Fan!
At this moment, everyone's eyes were full of anger, and they directly threatened Xu Fan.

For these angry threats, Xu Fan seemed to be unknown.

He glanced at everyone lightly, raised his eyes, and rushed towards A'dal again!
Stab!The sword light pierces the night!This time, a blood arrow spewed out from A'dal's left thigh!

This time, Adal couldn't even kneel on one knee, and he would kneel directly in front of Xu Fan.

"This sword is for the Thorn Squad."

As if executing the crimes committed by Adal, Xu Fan will stand with his sword in his hand, as if he was the god of death.

Seeing A'dal kneeling on the ground in a panic, the surrounding Tianwu Cultists were outraged!

They raised their weapons and went straight to kill Xu Fan!
The momentum was so violent that he wanted to chop Xu Fan into pieces!
For a moment, the killing sound shook the sky!Seeing all the members of the Heavenly Witch Cult coming to kill him, Xu Fan glanced lightly, and slowly lifted the long sword in his hand!

"The sword swings in all directions!"

Shout out!The dark blue sword light lingering around the edge of the sword suddenly expanded!Its coercion shows signs of tearing the space!

The wind whistled, and the sword energy swayed from Xu Fan's sword edge, it was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes!

This breathless sword aura made people wonder if Situ Jing was still alive, whether this move, which originated from the Nine Heavens Sword Jue, could reach such a level.

The answer is obviously no.

Xu Fan swung his sword, and many Tianwu Cultists who attacked with murderous intentions fell to the ground directly.

The night wind blew past, and there were bursts of mourning ups and downs. For several miles around, it was like a ghost, making people shudder.

goooo...

Those Tianwu cultists who were on the periphery, who had not yet had time to rush forward to teach Xu Fan how to behave, finally came to their senses at this moment.

They swallowed their throats, stared in horror, and stared blankly at Xu Fan at the side.

They suddenly discovered that the boy's eyes were enough to make them feel cold to the bone.

"It will be your turn later, don't disturb me, understand?"

Night Breeze blew Xu Fan's words over, and everyone couldn't help shivering as they listened.

According to what Xu Fan meant, after he taught A'dal a lesson, he wouldn't spare himself and his group?

There was dissatisfaction in their hearts, but soon, the companions lying all over the ground caused a groan in their hearts.

This young man's cultivation base, how can he be a little bit dissatisfied?
Obviously no.

For a moment, the group of Tianwu Cultists stood there dumbfounded, at a loss.

Without talking too much with these guys, Xu Fan raised his sword and looked at A'dal on the ground.

Two legs are crippled, this will lose a lot of blood, this guy, this meeting is already shaking with pain.

Beads of sweat dripped down his pale face unstoppably.

This appearance is indeed pitiful, but Xu Fan looked at it without any pity.

With a calm face, he slashed at his left arm with another sword.

For a moment, the scream broke through the sky!
Looking at the trembling fear in the opponent's eye sockets, Xu Fan smiled slightly.

"Did you ever know that those children who were made into living corpses by you suffered thousands of times more than you did?"

Those children from poor families were ruthlessly refined into living corpses by him, and they had to be killed for them after death.

How cruel is this?
Xu Fan didn't know, but he knew very well that he would treat him in several times cruel ways.

Under the night, a dark green figure jumped out from Xu Fan's sleeve and touched A'dal...

(End of this chapter)