When Lukes heard the voice, he was very anxious, and he subconsciously pulled his weapon.

Not only did Lukes' brows loosen, but he frowned a little tighter, and he shouted in a angrily voice: "Yang Fan, do you rush to me if you have anything to do, why do you come to our boss?"

Yang Fan sneered impatiently and said, "You will die under my hands sooner or later. Is there such a big difference between who first and who will come?"

As long as a person has weaknesses, it is his shortcomings. As long as he attacks there, he will definitely be defeated without a fight.

Yang Fan's arrogant and frivolous look was just trying to anger Lukes.

Lu Kess was very angry and indeed got hooked. He wanted to touch Liu Zhongyong's hands and feet in front of him. This was really something that Lu Kess couldn't accept the most.

Lu Kess' eyes moved, his eyes were red. Looking at Yang Fan's face, his body was trembling with anger, and he roared in a low voice: "Yang Fan, don't be too scammers. As long as I'm here, you can't touch my boss.

A hair of it!"

After saying that, he also put on an attitude of fighting with Yang Fan.

He took the bait, but this was not the effect Yang Fan wanted. He shook his hand and continued, "You are the one who fights me. You are too overestimating yourself. You are not qualified."

Lukes had never heard anyone say this to him, and he was furious and his whole body was shaking like a sieve.

An extremely complicated sneer appeared on his face, and he said calmly: "Yang Fan, I admit that you are also very strong. You are the opponent I admire most since so many of you, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn,

Being self-righteous, since that's the case, why don't we make a bet."

Yang Fan also raised his eyebrows, and immediately became interested and asked: "Oh? Then tell me, what bet do you want to make."

Lukes bent his mouth and said, "It's better, let's decide the outcome in one round. If I win, I will accept your life directly. If I lose, I will take my life.

"

Yang Fan's eyes were full of jokes and he smiled and said, "Okay, I want you to know how you became my defeated general."

Lukes made a desperate bet, and he knew that he could never lose, even if he used some improper and imperfect means to win.

He took out a small bag of magical medicine from his pocket, and found some in his palm, and rubbed it gently.

His movements were very small and slight, and it would be absolutely difficult to see if he was not careful.

The moment the magic medicine rippled in his palm and was absorbed in, Lukes seemed to feel a wonderful power in his body, rushing four or five in his body.

That wonderful force seemed to be about to break through his heavenly spiritual cover, feel the existence of that power from his chest, and extend to his limbs.

Yang Fan seemed to have never seen Lu Kes' strangeness at all, and he still looked careless, but the airflow in his body had already started to activate.

Although he knew that both of them had cheating behaviors, history was written by the winners, and as long as the final result was good, people would not care too much about the process.

Slowly, the warm air flow in Yang Fan's body formed a more fanatical atmosphere. It seemed that he was looking forward to the upcoming battle.

Lukes paused, and he dodged twice, and then he actually divided two clones, one left and one right next to him.

Three figures attacked Yang Fan at the same time, surrounding Yang Fan from three different directions.

Yang Fan knew that only one of them was the real Lukes.

But he couldn't tell which one was the real person. On the contrary, because Lukes' speed was much faster than before, he was caught off guard.

He jumped upwards and jumped three feet high. He kicked in the air and kicked in the direction of a person.

Unexpectedly, his judgment made a mistake. Although the kick he flew into one of the afterimages of Lukes, he only tried it through and hurt Lukes's one.

Divide one millimeter.

Yang Fan secretly complained in his heart that he turned around and ran to the side. Lu Kes bit his lip and said nothing, chasing Yang Fan reluctantly. Both of them were extremely fast, and it was a wonderful stage.

Competition.

Except for the different angles of the three people, the movements are almost carved from the same mold, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Yang Fan wanted to do some tests, but he threw a kick in the direction of the three of them, but one of them was hit.

This made Yang Fan wonder, was it that Lu Kess had three clones instead of two, so his clones' movements were so consistent and smooth.

Yang Fan frowned. If he didn't figure this out in time, he would always have to passively accept it.

Yang Fan jumped onto a wall like lightning, and with a whistle, he jumped under him and appeared.

This action caused a burst of shouts from the bodyguards around him. Even Liu Zhongyong stretched his head forward with great interest, holding his chin and nodding.

Yang Fan gathered the energy in his body at a point, then brushed it and divided it into three sharp blades from his fingertips, facing the three clones of Lukes.

As expected by Yang Fan, in the face of such an emergency, the three of them even dodged in an extremely consistent way.

The three people used the same movement and the same posture, or even the same posture, and then arched their bodies to avoid Yang Fan's second wave of attacks.

At this time, Yang Fan could determine that the three people in front of him, although there was only direct evidence to prove that one of them was Lu Kess's true body.

But Lukes is indeed in this small room, and he is even alone in secretly controlling all this.

Yang Fan wanted to pull it out well, but because of the battle situation in front of you, he really couldn't concentrate.

Not to mention the eyes and ears nowadays, just give a little reaction and you can see all those things completely.

But now, not only is he unable to be as he used to be, but he is also troubled by the current situation.

The three afterimages in the past seemed to deliberately try to use up all Yang Fan's internal energy, and they kept launching attacks.

Even their speed was much faster than before, and they pulled out of their bodies, the flying cloud wing that Yang Fan had seen at the beginning.

The only thing that puzzled Yang Fan was that these afterimages could not be stabbed, but the artifact in their hands was as real as it could cut everything into iron like mud...

If it was something else, Yang Fan might believe it, but Feiyun Yizheng and Yang Fan always knew that there were only two or three people who got this craft.

Then perhaps these flying cloud wings were also used by Lukes for bluffing.

The situation at this time was very dangerous. The strategy he used at the beginning caught Yang Fan off guard and even became extremely passive for a while.

If you want to restrain the other party, you must not let the other party restrain and be in a passive state.

Yang Fan flashed, and he took out the weapon he had just taken off the bodyguard, and pressed the idea of ​​the machine, instead put it in his hand as a weapon to resist.

Not only people on the field, I think the whole world has never heard of such things. Isn’t it kidding to use him as a defense instead?

However, Yang Fan's attitude made everyone present very happy. They all held an attitude of watching the show, wanting to see how Yang Fan could use to win the game.

Some people even made a bet quietly below, and those who suppressed Yang Fan were all ridiculed for being disastrous, saying that if Yang Fan could win, it would be a fool.

Yang Fan flashed forward and threw it towards the enemy. He was like a boomerang, circled around the three afterimages, and then returned to Yang Fan's hand.

After all, the afterimage is a afterimage. Since it is not the real body, there is no danger of being hurt.

The three afterimages rushed forward, seemingly unfair. Yang Fan stepped forward and looked at the three afterimages, one by one, which made everyone around him laugh.

While laughing, they were also full of admiration. They had long heard that the boss's personal guards, Lukes's strength should not be underestimated. Today, it seems that it is true.

At the same time, they were also mocking Yang Fan for being overestimated and having no eyes. Even everyone here could see the three afterimages. Although they were ruthless, they were all fake. Could it be that Yang Fan did not recognize the true face of Mount Lu? It was only because of his own.

In this mountain?

Sure enough, after a few moves, Yang Fan seemed a little overwhelmed and panting.

The people who put the bet on Lukes were all over the place at this time, and the people who pressed on Yang Fan began to shake their heads and sigh, even scolding him for being so unscrupulous.

Lu Kes saw Yang Fan's sweaty look, not as if he was pretending, and when Yang Fan once again attacked the three afterimages, he moved behind him at the right time.

He had a syringe on his arm, filled with fine needles with poison.

Just as Yang Fan was concentrating on dealing with the three afterimages in front of him, Lu Kes raised his arm and pointed it at Yang Fan's back neck. With just a soothing sound, the thin needle ran straight out with the sound of breaking through the air.

Lukes had the winner's smile on his face. As long as he was hit by this attack, even if Yang Fan would not die under his hands in a short period of time, he would definitely not live long.
Chapter completed!