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Chapter 662 Kill Nangong Feihuang!

"Ma San?!"

Nangong Feihuang's pupils shrank, and he saw Ma San rushing out of the crowd with a killing intent, and a serrated knife in his hand slashed towards him with a cold light.

He gritted his teeth, took a step back, and blocked with a horizontal knife.

Boom!

The serrated knife and the long knife collided together, sparks burst out, and the strong momentum shocked Nangong Feihuang back several steps.

"Sure enough!" Ma San squinted his eyes, and said coldly, "Your strength has suddenly skyrocketed, you must have taken the strengthening pill. Now that the sequelae have occurred, there is no energy left."

Nangong Feihuang's mind tightened. It was indeed as Ma San said, the elixir given to him by Miss Luo could only last for less than half an hour, and what he wanted was a one-hit kill.

He never thought that Sima Lintian would be so unreasonable that he would rather destroy the agreement between himself and Sima Yitian than kill himself.

Lingyin was very anxious, as the notary of this death fight, he wanted to maintain the effectiveness of the bet, if he couldn't do it, wouldn't it be a breach of trust?
He is the host of Shuiling Temple, this old face must not be lost.

"Master Lingyin, where are you looking?" Sima Lintian turned around and punched him again.

Lingyin waved his palms to block each other, and was in a dilemma, "Master Sima, don't tell me your Sima family likes to backtrack? The bet was made by your younger brother. Now that your skills are inferior to others and you are killed, you should admit defeat, and you shouldn't ruin the Sima family's reputation." .”

"Heh, what about our Sima family, it's not your turn to talk nonsense." Sima Lintian squinted his eyes and shouted: "Ma San, kill him quickly!"

"Yes!" Ma San ordered, a martial spirit appeared from behind, but it was covered in a haze. "Master Nangong, die."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure flickered and disappeared instantly.

Nangong Feihuang frowned, and kept looking around, only to find that there was no trace of Ma San except for a haze of dust.

"Sa!"

A killing intent erupted, and Nangong Feihuang instinctively turned sideways, dodging the knife.

However, this knife came too fast, too fast, it chopped off his sleeve and left a bloodstain on his arm.

Nangong Feihuang slashed at it with his saber, but it slashed in the air.

Ma San's figure disappeared again.

"It seems that this Ma San's attack method is hidden in this haze." Nangong Feihuang tore off the other sleeve with a tear, and then wrapped his injured arm around him, with a solemn and vigilant face.

Suddenly, a heart palpitation exploded, Nangong Feihuang turned around, and hid to the side, just in time a serrated knife swept over his stomach, cutting a hole in his clothes.

"Fire!!" Nangong Feihuang's pupils shrank, and with the little soul power left, a hot flame burst out.

Ma San howled miserably, was forced out from the haze, and fell to the ground.

He looked at Nangong Feihuang in astonishment, as if he didn't expect the other party to have such fighting power.

boom!
At this moment, a strong coercion broke out and crushed Nangong Feihuang.

Nangong Feihuang looked up, and saw a huge fist in the sky, falling heavily towards him.

"Master Nangong, be careful!!" Lingyin exclaimed, secretly thinking that something is wrong, Sima Lintian's strength is actually higher than her own.

This punch was originally aimed at him, but it turned out to be just a feint.

Sima Lintian took his palm forcefully, and then, taking advantage of his old strength and new strength, he bypassed him and attacked Nangong Feihuang.

(End of this chapter)