The wait didn't take too long. When Zhao Fan poured the fourth cup of tea for himself, the person he was waiting for finally came!

When Tian Boguang walked into the teahouse in the afterglow of the sunset, Zhao Fan recognized the flower-picking thief at a glance. However, at this moment, the "walking alone" seemed not very good, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The gorgeous clothes on his body have become dim and dark, and the hair on his head is covered with dust. Because he has not had a long rest, his eyes are covered with blood, and even the sound of his breathing is a bit strange. According to Zhao Fan's estimate, it is very likely that he has suffered a serious internal injury.

Seeing Tian Boguang's pitiful appearance, Zhao Fan couldn't help but chuckled with gloating.

"Ha, you won't die if you don't commit suicide. Why just don't you understand?"

The plays from the previous life were just an interesting saying for Zhao Fan, but in Tian Boguang's ears, it was merciless ridicule.

Tian Boguang, who was already full of fire, suddenly turned his head, his eyes burst into fierce light, staring at the ordinary young man in front of him fiercely, and gritting his teeth and spitting out a cold threat.

"Boy, what did you say?"

"Well, is I wrong?"

Facing the Flower Picking Thieves who seemed to draw their swords at the same time, Zhao Fan was not nervous at all, but still had a playful smile on his face.

"Brother Tian, ​​how do you feel about Brother Cui San's pursuit of his life?"

"What?"

Hearing Zhao Fan's words, Tian Boguang's expression changed drastically. A few traces of fear appeared on his face, which was originally full of anger.

"Who are you?!"

Tian Boguang suddenly flashed and opened the distance, then pressed the handle of the knife and questioned sternly.

This is really not his fault for being so frightened, because in just a few days, the name Zhao Fan mentioned has long become an indelible nightmare in his heart.

The cause of everything was half a month ago.

Because of his good martial arts and good light skills, Tian Boguang has never encountered any decent crisis for a long time. Even if he was repeatedly surrounded by righteous masters, he could escape from the sky with his light skills and remain free in the world.

Perhaps it was his past record that gave him too much confidence, which made him a little self-inflated and he could not help but become a little unscrupulous in his actions.

Unfortunately, this world is not the "Swordsman" plane with few masters, but the "group of heroes" world where strong people emerge one after another. With Tian Boguang's level, it is far from being proud of himself. If you are not careful, you will annoy people you shouldn't be offended.

Half a month ago, Tian Boguang committed three major cases on the eastern road of Liangzhe Road in the Song Dynasty, and even alarmed the court. Zhu Yueming, the chief inspector of the Ministry of Justice, was furious and immediately issued a document to touch the four famous arrests. It is necessary to arrest Tian Boguang.

The one who took on this task was Cui Lue Shang, the third among the four famous arresters - "Chasing the Destiny"!

With his unparalleled tracking skills and the rare light skills in the world, it took only three days to chase Tian Boguang in Huizhou. The two fought for only five moves, and the "Thirteen Flying Sand and Stones" that Tian Boguang relied on to become famous was defeated by the "Thirteen Legs of Chasing Life" of the three captains, and they could only rely on their light skills to flee westward. During these days of escape, Tian Boguang even discovered that as long as he stayed anywhere for more than half an hour, the damn constable would catch up like a boot-hanging ghost, and would not be able to get rid of it no matter what.

However, all this happened in just a few days, and there were no witnesses in the fight between the two, and they would never have been rumored to the world in such a short time. However, at this moment, in such a tea shed in a suburb, the name "Cheng San Ge" was actually spoken from a young man who looked ordinary no matter how ordinary he said, and Tian Boguang immediately became alert.

I saw his waist slightly sinking, pressing the handle of the knife, and his internal strength was running wildly. Even if the knife was not out of his body, a sharp knife intent would naturally flow with its movements. As long as there was a slight wrong situation, the serial quick knife would immediately take action and dismember the young man in front of him on the spot.

At this moment, Tian Boguang finally flashed the demeanor he should have as a master. Although he suffered heavy internal injuries, he was like a injured beast, far more fierce, cruel and terrifying than ever. It can be said that although Tian Boguang's strength was slightly damaged due to injury, his combat effectiveness was definitely the most powerful moment in his life!

But so what? That's it, isn't it?

"Well, good murderous aura." Sitting in his original position leisurely, Zhao Fan nodded at Tian Boguang.

"Only in this way, I am worthy of being my opponent in the battle for my debut!"

"Shadowless!"

Hearing such crazy words, Tian Boguang couldn't help but get furious. In a blink of an eye, he was already drawing his sword in his hand.

"If you are worthy or not, just try it!"

With an angry shout, Tian Boguang took all his strength! In a blink of an eye, the sword light grew rapidly, and the sword energy spread out angrily, forming seven or eight turbulent tornados, rushing straight towards Zhao Fan. All obstacles such as cups, plates, tables, and chairs on the route were completely unable to withstand the power of this sword. In an instant, they were shattered into pieces by the sword light!

In Tian Boguang's hands, the Fierce Wind Sword Technique did have the terrifying power of the Fierce Wind. Even Zhao Fan, who had expected it, was still surprised to find that he had underestimated his opponent and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Well, it's a good thing! Just looking at this move of "wind sweeping the clouds", Brother Tian's sword technique is absolutely good. Even compared to Mo San's "one sword and a thousand miles" that shocked Miaojiang back then, it's only a matter of the same time!"

Zhao Fan said so, but in the face of such a sword force, Zhao Fan was still unafraid. He only saw that he tapped his feet twice, and he had already taken the stool under him and retreated three feet away. Then he turned over and stood upright, and the wooden stool under him had been copied into his hand.

"Look at me--break!"

Zhao Fan smiled confidently, and his internal force was spitting out. The mere wooden stool could not bear it and burst into dozens of pieces of wood, like flying stars, covering Tian Boguang's head and face.

The wooden block filled with internal strength is extraordinary. With the blessing of powerful skills, it is not difficult to penetrate the iron of the golden cave. Even with Tian Boguang's skills, he would never dare to resist such an attack. He could only stop his steps for the time being, and the blade body whirled rapidly and turned into a shield light. It was the most defensive move among the "Furious Wind Sword Technique" - the evil wind whirl!

Dangdangdang-In an instant, there were only a series of sounds of gold and iron clashing. Tian Boguang was indeed an outstanding fast knife hand in the world. In a few blinks, he opened dozens of wooden blocks and burst into pieces. The remaining wood shattered in a row, and the pillars at a corner of the tea shed collapsed on the spot. The bamboo roof suddenly tilted and collapsed, showing the strong strength of martial arts masters!

However, Tian Boguang's face was not proud of his slightestness, because in this short period of time, Zhao Fan, who should have been on the defensive position, had taken this opportunity to turn the defense into an offensive.

"Please take the call!"

In order to show off his skills, Zhao Fan shouted violently. When Tian Boguang paid attention, he suddenly took action in the other party's solemn eyes.

In an instant, the fourth level of the wedding dress magic skill was fully activated, and a large amount of internal energy was poured into the only leg of the stool left in Zhao Fan's hand, causing the inconspicuous wooden stick to faintly bring a hint of golden light, and then turned into a flat thunder and thunder, thrust out when the chest was thrust out!

Fast, accurate, and ruthless! Apart from this, there is no other mystery. Although it is just a move "White Rainbow Punching the Sun" that is included in any swordsmanship, this simple sting has a terrible power that cannot be ignored under the promotion of the magical skill of wedding dress.

Knowing that the enemy was powerful, Tian Boguang did not dare to neglect, and immediately plucked up all his strength and swung the knife to deal with it. However, after a fight, Tian Boguang's sword, full of strength, was bounced away by the wooden stick with a "clang". Apart from leaving a knife mark that penetrated several points on the surface of the stool leg, it failed to cause any obstacle to the attack.

"How is that possible?!"

With a single sword, Tian Boguang suddenly realized that the other party's skill was actually higher than his, and he was shocked for a moment.

However, at this moment, the soldiers were in danger and had no time to think about it. Tian Boguang was fierce and stepped back. At the same time, he slashed out a series of quick swords in his hand. In an instant, he had already cut more than 30 swords on the wooden stick. He was determined to break the quality with quantity and must take on this very tricky attack!

Facts proved that his idea was absolutely correct. Although Zhao Fan's sword force could remain unchanged after more than thirty swords in a row, the wooden stick in his hand was not a magic weapon after all. Under Tian Boguang's series of heavy slashes, it suddenly became ragged and could not accommodate Zhao Fan's powerful internal strength, and it immediately exploded into countless ashes.

"If you can't break the move, then break the sword? Hey, it's really a good idea..."

Seeing that Tian Boguang's long sword was about to cut his fingers again, Zhao Fan did not intend to try how skilled he was in the sword with his bare hands. He immediately retreated without hesitation, but his face was not discouraged.

In his mind, Tian Boguang's intentional way of breaking wooden sticks was not a trick, but instead made him feel quite complacent.

After all, think about it, what kind of role can only be treated if someone restrains weapons?

——In Zhao Fan’s memory of fantasy works, the last big name who was lost by someone’s sword was lost, was the sword saint, Liu Sheng, in "Pi Li Shenzhou"!

Although Zhao Fan was not in the thunderous realm at this moment, but in the world of heroes, and facing a small character like Tian Boguang, enjoying such "master treatment" in advance still made Zhao Fan quite proud, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Tian Boguang, who was about to launch another offensive, didn't know what the time traveler was thinking. Seeing Zhao Fan suddenly smiled strangely, his heart suddenly became nervous, fearing that the other party would have any conspiracy, so he couldn't help but attack and first draw a knife to protect himself.

However, what puzzled him was that Zhao Fan seemed to have simply retreated and had no movement for a long time. It was not until he saw Zhao Fan skimming over where he was sitting and scribing the iron box on the ground in his hand that Tian Boguang "suddenly realized" and thought he understood Zhao Fan's intention.

"What? Are you finally ready to use the weapon?"

Tian Boguang sneered and held the long sword, and put on a stance of waiting.

Just looking at the kid's attack just now, you know that this person is not easy, and once he uses weapons, his combat power will definitely increase again, and Tian Boguang cannot be careful to deal with it.

However, what surprised him was that Zhao Fan did not open the box to pick up the troops. Instead, he shook the rope and carried the long box on his back, and then sighed and shook his head.

"Brother Tian, ​​don't be moved by yourself." Zhao Fan stretched out a finger and swung his left and right a few times.

"Authentic, your swordsmanship is quite good, but it is still not enough to ask me to use this treasure on my back."

"Oh? Is it?" Tian Boguang was even more angry when he was so despised, but his face turned completely cold. "Then why are you doing this thing on your back?"

"What are you doing? Of course you are leaving!" Zhao Fan said as if he couldn't understand the other person's expression at all, and said with a look of course.

"Think about it carefully, Brother Tian's skills seem to be not enough to highlight my debut battle. What's more, this place is too remote and there is no one to see. Even if I defeat Brother Tian hard, no one knows it. Therefore, I think it's better to leave earlier."

"Don't let your fart!" Tian Bo** was so smoked that he couldn't help but curse.

"If you want to leave, ask grandpa's knife first!"

"No, I think I shouldn't have this need." Zhao Fan looked at Tian Boguang who was furious and murderous intent and shook his head gently.

"Because you have to ask someone before you stop me."

"Hmph?! Who did I ask?" Tian Boguang said with a sneer.

Then, the next moment, a voice rang behind the back.
Chapter completed!