Ye Fan was prepared for a long time, and his body twisted, as if he was avoiding it.
"It's interesting!"
Seeing Ye Fan so powerful, Chen Changfeng, who was lit by the warhead, smiled grimly, and threw his gun at Ye Fan.
His body changed continuously, and he was in a trance of everyone's eyes. Then he moved his steps and came to Ye Fan like a poisonous snake.
A punch was blown out.
Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and he clenched his opponent's fist with a backhand.
After failing to hit the attack, Chen Changfeng was not depressed and jumped up and swept out his leg like a whirlwind.
This kick hit Ye Fan's calf.
Chen Changfeng's legs are extremely sharp, and they attack continuously and are very powerful.
In the eyes of David and the guests and others, Ye Fan was suddenly seen covered by sharp legs.
David took the lead in cheering: "Young Master Chen is mighty!"
Hundreds of people present also cheered.
"Bang bang bang!"
However, what made Chen Changfeng's eyelids twitch were that Ye Fan was never swept to the ground by him.
Ye Fan just stretched out his hand and waved it a few times, blocking the continuous bombardment of his right leg!
After dozens of whip legs, Chen Changfeng's offensive slowed down.
At this moment, Ye Fan did not make any moves to block the situation, but suddenly pointed out his right foot.
It hits Chen Changfeng's soles without bias.
"not good!"
Chen Changfeng's eyes narrowed, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
A sound of thrust, a sound like a nail nailed to the glass made Chen Changfeng's feet tremble.
With this sound, Chen Changfeng's expression suddenly distorted, obviously suffering from great pain, and stumbled back and retreated quickly.
The injured foot dared not step on the ground.
Because the tendons and veins of the foot were hit!
"Um!"
He groaned and retreated a few meters, almost fainting in pain, and could not stand up no matter how hard he exerted his right leg.
When he took out another shot with his backhand, Ye Fan had already arrived in front of him like a python.
With a snap.
Ye Fan slapped Shen Changfeng in the face.
Chen Changfeng, who could not avoid it, fell out and fell heavily on a piece of sand.
His cheeks had red fingerprints.
Blood also ejaculated with the mouth and nose.
Ye Fan took a step forward and grabbed Chen Changfeng's neck.
One grab is fierce and unstoppable!
At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and pressed against Ye Fan's palm.
"Enough!"
"Just let the young master practice his skills, don't be too arrogant."
The old man from Mu Jian said indifferently: "Some people are not something you can hurt."
The voice revealed an unparalleled confidence and indisputability.
It seemed as if what he said was a noble decree!
Ye Fan stared at the old man Mu Jian and smiled faintly: "Tell me what the details are?"
Before the old man Mu Jian could respond, David jumped out and grinned:
"The country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, and he doesn't even know the sword god Li Taibai."
"I tell you that Senior Li is the leader of the thousand-year-old sword tomb of Xia Kingdom, and is also the only child of the Sword Tomb sect."
"He is one of the worshipers of the Shen family and is also the closest of Mr. Chen. He once broke hundreds of armor with a sword at the border of the Southern Wilderness."
"He once walked around the 100,000 Xiang Army with one sword, directed the command of the Xiang Kingdom's eldest prince, killed 300 people, forcing Xiang Zhenguo to flee back to the royal city overnight."
"If the Ninth Prince of Xiangguo had not stabilized the 100,000 army, the front-line army of Xiangguo might have been penetrated by the Sword God senior."
"Senior Sword God told you not to be too greedy, you'd better hold your tail a little."
"Or he would have to take your head with one sword."
David looked at Ye Fan with disdain: "You look powerful, but you are still as small as an ant in front of the Sword God."
When David heard David point out his identity as the old man in Wood Sword, many people present couldn't help but exclaim.
They could see that the old man from Wood Sword was very awesome, but they did not expect that the old man from Wood Sword had such amazing origins and achievements.
Ye Fan suddenly realized and nodded when he heard this: "The only child of the Thousand Years Sword Tomb? It seems to be very powerful."
The old man from Mu Jian said lightly: "Young people, you must be frivolous when you are young, but you must also see the person you are clamoring for."
"You have nothing to do with David and the others, but you hurt Young Master Chen, and you don't know how high the world is."
"I'm tactful, stand up obediently and wait for Young Master Chen to deal with it."
"As long as you are bound, I can guarantee that Young Master Chen's punishment is only for you."
The old man from Mujian was above: "Otherwise, not only would I bully you, but your family was also afraid of being involved by you."
Although Chen Changfeng was injured, he was still unruly. He took out a white handkerchief to wipe the blood, and then combed his hair again.
He looked at Ye Fan and smiled sinisterly: "Get over, kneel in front of me, lick my shoes clean, I'll spare your life."
The old man Mu Jian withdrew his fist and turned his head slightly to Ye Fan: "Don't you do what Young Master Chen said?"
The delicate women were also gloating at Ye Fan.
This time, let’s see how Ye Fan can turn over.
But there was no slight wave on Ye Fan's face. He looked at the old man from Mu Jian and sighed: "Are you the only disciple of the Sword Tomb?"
The old man from Mujian nodded: "That's right, the only disciple, Sword Tomb Sword Technique emphasizes talent, and there are not many people like me."
Ye Fan looked at the old man Mu Jian with a calm look and smiled:
"You said you are the only disciple of the Sword Tomb. If you don't have your tails stomped together, you will jump out to help the evildoer?"
"You want your Sword Tomb Sect to be a sect."
After the words came, Ye Fan suddenly lifted a large round table beside him and slammed it hard at the head of the old man Mu Jian.
"Bang!"
Although he didn't expect Ye Fan to take a ruthless move, the old man Mu Jian reacted very quickly.
The harmless aura of humans and animals instantly dissipated, and the thunder in his right hand hit a fist.
"boom!"
The entire round table was hit by the old man with wooden swords and instantly split into pieces and turned into a pile of fragments.
"call!"
Without a stop, Ye Fan turned his body and another chair flew out, hitting the old man Wood Sword very quickly.
After the old man from Wood Sword broke the big round table, he wanted to take Ye Fan as quickly as possible.
But I never expected that Ye Fan's degree was quite amazing. He just smashed the table and the chair hit him again.
"Bang!"
The old man Mu Jian's face darkened and he ran into front without saying a word.
With a click, the chair was knocked into a pile of debris by the old man from the wooden sword.
More than a dozen foreign businessmen around were hit by debris and screamed and covered their wounds and retreated.
A painful expression.
The old man from Wood Sword ignored the surrounding environment, and his huge body bumped out of the debris and shouted: "Zhu Zi, die!"
At this time, Ye Fan stopped taking action, but instead retreated with a touch of playful smile.
At the same time, he waved his finger: "Move him!"
"Swoosh!"
Atagu immediately blocked the chair and swept the fragments of the chair.
At the same time, a burst shot rushed towards the old man from Wood Sword.
Miao Fenglang showed regrets on his face and lost the opportunity and could only wait.
Seeing the silly Atagu attacking him, an angry look flashed in the eyes of the old man with wooden swords.
He was invincible with his sword and even Chen Qiye had to give in to three points.
Many people lose their fighting spirit when they hear his name and even kneel down and beg for mercy.
Now not only Ye Fan dares to overturn the table at him, Atagu dares to attack him.
Sword God is angry.
"Die it all!"
The sword god jumped into the air.
His degree from stillness to activation is absolutely like lightning, and it also has a powerful aura.
When the person was in mid-air, he poked out his hand and smashed Atagu hard.
When the sound came, his heavy punch had already reached Atagu's sight, and an absolutely fierce impact came!
Very fast!
Ning Ningbing subconsciously exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Atagu was not at all panicked, but his eyes were hot and extremely excited.
After feeling his opponent's true foothold, he turned to the side and avoided the opponent's heavy punch.
The old man Mu Jian was a little surprised that he missed his heavy blow.
Then he shouted wildly, and his fists rushed towards Atagu like a rainstorm.
Left fist!
Knee bump!
Right fist!
Whip legs!
Sweep!
The powerful and powerful attack made Atagu squint slightly, and even Ye Fan had to sigh that the Sword God was a little wise.
But there was no excessive worry.
Atagu lowered his head and flashed with the minimum amount of his body movements.
He avoided the seemingly crazy and domineering fist of the old man in Wood Sword.
"when!"
The old man from Mujian kicked the table next to him with his right foot. The thick and heavy table instantly broke and flew.
He punched the bulkhead next to it, and the bulkhead had an extra dent.
The moment Atagu retreated to avoid the fragments, the old man from Wood Sword grabbed a wine barrel.
He pressed his hands suddenly.
The wine barrel broke and flew forward.
Countless fragments and wine were covered with wine.
Atagu crossed his hands in front of his eyes.
As the fragments and the wine fell on their arms, the old man from Wood Sword jumped to Atagu and swung his left fist.