Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

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A sword is faster than a sword, a sword is harder than a sword.

The more Miao Fenghuang attacked, the more surprised he became.

Ye Fan is not only stronger than her in speed and strength, but also defends impeccably.

What's even more frightening is that Ye Fan's moves can always block her attacks just right, and he can even slash her jaw or arm.

Simple, unadorned, precise, yet powerful.

Although Miao Fenghuang tried his best to resist Ye Fan's attack, he was still unable to gain an absolute advantage.

She gradually became impatient, and her attacks became more and more fierce.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and persisted, but his eyes were still gloomy, because he found that his strength and endurance were slowly decreasing.

He knew that he was really bewitched!

He tried his best to calm himself down, thinking about how to resolve this crisis.

"Whoosh-"

Miao Fenghuang aimed at Ye Fan's defense, and shot a silver needle with his left hand towards Ye Fan's throat.

This arrow is tricky, fast, and carries the power of thunder.

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and it was too late to back away, so he could only twist his neck to avoid the silver needle, but the skin around the ear was cut.

He groaned and flew out, covered his ears and coughed repeatedly, his cheeks turned pale.

"Hahaha, Ye Fan, you still can't do it after all!"

"Tonight, you are dead!"

Miao Fenghuang's pretty face was full of excitement: "This is the seven evil heart-eating Gu specially used by my mother to deal with the Martial League!"

Ye Fan looked up at Miao Fenghuang: "So you have already made preparations!"

"So what if you know?"

Miao Fenghuang yelled: "Today, I won't tear you apart, I will take your surname!"

After she finished speaking, she patted her waist, and another long gun flashed out.

She grabbed it and stabbed Ye Fan.

Ye Fan hurriedly threw away the broken sword, picked up the saber on the ground and went up to meet it.

Miao Fenghuang didn't talk nonsense, his spear was like a dragon, and the shadow of the spear flew, covering Ye Fan's whole body in an instant.

"Whoosh!"

Facing Miao Fenghuang's fierce attack, Ye Fan didn't retreat, nor did he retreat, he just took a step forward, and the saber slashed!

The saber drew a bright light and directly hit the end of the spear.

"when!"

With a crisp sound, Miao Fenghuang's spear deflected and passed against Ye Fan's chest.

"flutter!"

But before she retracted the spear, Ye Fan kicked her in the abdomen.

"boom!"

Miao Fenghuang screamed, and fell more than ten meters into the wall.

There was shock on her face.

She never thought that she couldn't even handle Ye Fan's move, and this guy was obviously hit by the heart-eating Gu.

Unwillingly, she shouted, "Ye Fan, why haven't you been poisoned?"

"I said, you underestimate me!"

Ye Fan looked at her and said coldly: "You poison, not enough!"

"not enough?"

Miao Fenghuang was taken aback for a moment, then scolded coquettishly: "Impossible, this is a heart-eating Gu!"

Heart-eating Gu is a kind of Gu worm uniquely created by the Miao family. It is made by grinding living bodies into powder, mixing various poisons and materials, and then adding Miao's secret poison.

It can slowly wear down any master, and finally become a pile of dry bones.

Chapter 822 Miao Jiang master, not to be underestimated

Miao Fenghuang once used this thing to poison an opponent, so he was very confident.

She thought that Ye Fan would fall even if he was a bull.

"I tell you, you must die tonight."

"Otherwise, when my grandfather comes back, he will have to skin you."

Miao Fenghuang clenched the spear tightly in his hand, stared at Ye Fan and said viciously: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I even put mandala liquid on it."

"After you get a Gu, your mind will become sluggish."

"Besides, the whole body will be in unbearable pain, even if you use kung fu to force the poison, it will be difficult to work."

"It's just that it takes too long for you to dispel the poison, so it won't be fatal for the time being, but it will torture you so that you can't survive or die."

"I advise you, whether you like it or not, if you surrender now, I can save your life."

She said temptingly: "Otherwise, if my grandfather comes back, you will definitely die."

Ye Fan stared at Miao Fenghuang sharply: "Really? Then give it a try!"

He wasn't afraid at all, instead he was eager to try, looking forward to the counterattack from the Heart-biting Gu, to see if it could kill the Seven Star Renewing Life Pill.

"I don't know what to do!"

Miao Fenghuang yelled coquettishly, and stabbed forward with the spear: "Go to hell!"

The long spear pierced out, like a dragon going out to sea, full of momentum.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't dodge, just raised his saber.

"when--".

As gold and iron clashed, Miao Fenghuang felt his wrist go numb, and the spear almost fell out of his hand.

She couldn't help but took three steps back.

"Damn things!"

"You have been hit by the Heart-biting Gu, and you still dare to resist with all your might?"

Miao Fenghuang laughed angrily: "I want to see how long you can last?"

"Shh-"

Ye Fan didn't bother to pay attention at all, he rushed forward with a stride, his saber dancing wildly.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

After a fierce fight, Miao Fenghuang's face became even paler.

She had already suffered a lot of internal injuries, and some toxins were spreading, causing her to feel weak all over.

"Ye Fan, is your head broken?"

Miao Fenghuang roared angrily: "Even if you are not afraid of death, you should be worried whether Song Hongyan will suffer."

"You're dead, she's just as hard to escape."

She reminded: "If you give up struggling, I will spare your woman's life!"

Ye Fan said indifferently: "You don't need to scare me, I won't let you hurt her."

"court death!"

Miao Fenghuang laughed angrily, and kicked his right foot on the ground.

With a click, the stone slab shattered.

Then, Miao Fenghuang bombarded Ye Fan like a cannonball.

Her legs were bent, and she gathered all her strength, as if she was about to be pulled up from the ground.

"call!"

The momentum is like a rainbow, mighty and domineering.

"die!"

Almost at the same moment, Ye Fan let out a low shout, shook the saber in his hand, and went up to fight.

With a sweep of the saber, a cold glow poured out.

Miao Fenghuang subconsciously swung his spear to block.

"when!"

There was another crisp sound, and the saber and spear collided.

Miao Fenghuang only felt a powerful force coming.

This time, she took another seven or eight steps back before stopping.

And she also spurted blood, obviously the collision just now suffered a lot.

She was very angry: "Ye Fan, you are really toasting and not eating fine wine..."

"boom--"

Before she finished yelling, Ye Fan suddenly rushed forward, turned the saber, and pierced her stomach.

The tip of the knife pierced through the clothes and protruded from the back.

Miao Fenghuang's body shook unceasingly, as if he never thought that Ye Fan could hurt himself.

"what--"

A burst of heart-piercing pain immediately made her let out a mournful wail.

She staggered two steps and nearly fell.

Ye Fan didn't give her a chance to breathe, and took advantage of her unstable center of gravity to suppress her.

Miao Fenghuang subconsciously wanted to resist, but the wound on her abdomen took all her energy, so she could only raise her spear to guard.

She gritted her teeth to resist Ye Fan's attack.

Ye Fan's speed was as fast as a meteor, so Miao Fenghuang could barely defend.

There was a flurry of slaps, and she was not only knocked to the ground, but Ye Fan also took the spear away and stepped on the floor.

"Don't you like stabbing me? Why are you lying on the ground when I hit you?"

"This is what you taught me!"

Ye Fan unceremoniously ridiculed Miao Fenghuang.

"Bastard, I'll kill you!"

Seeing that he was in a difficult situation and was humiliated by Ye Fan, Miao Fenghuang was furious. He reached out with his left hand and took out a porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle was crushed, and a puff of black smoke gushed out.

Ye Fan frowned when he smelled this smell. Compared with the black smoke he saw last night, this breath was more gloomy and menacing.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Miao Fenghuang stretched out his fingers, and several black balls shot out, directly grabbing Ye Fan's limbs and throat.

There was another muffled sound, and Ye Fan turned his head to avoid three black balls.

But the other two still grazed the neck and shoulders, leaving two bloody holes.

Ye Fan couldn't help covering the wound and took a few steps back, then grabbed Miao Fenghuang's arm.

"do not move!"

He gave a low snort, then crushed an antidote and threw it into her mouth.