Apparently, the middle-aged man’s shoulder blade was broken!
Although Fang Yan's strength is greater than that of the middle-aged man, and Fang Yan can also hold the middle-aged man down, the middle-aged man's impact continues unabated. Under such circumstances, the stalemate between the two will inevitably cause harm to the middle-aged man.
Injury, the break of the middle-aged man's shoulder blade just now is the best proof.
Therefore, this situation cannot continue. If it continues for a long time, even if the middle-aged man does not hit the hard wall, he may be seriously injured in the stalemate between the two, leading to death.
Fang Yan also saw this situation. He suddenly retracted his hands, and then wrapped his right hand around the middle-aged man's chest, but the middle-aged man still struggled to move forward. Fang Yan raised his left hand and slapped
The knife struck the middle-aged man on the back of his neck.
"collapse……"
A muffled sound came from the middle-aged man's neck.
Ordinary people would be dizzy under this palm strike, but the middle-aged man did not react and continued to charge forward.
Seeing this situation, Fang Yan subconsciously turned his eyes to Zhang Fan, with a hint of asking for help in his eyes.
Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yan, and then turned his attention to the middle-aged man. Regarding the situation in front of him, Zhang Fan couldn't understand what was going on, and he didn't know how to solve it. However, this crisis situation happened.
In front of you, you have to take advantage of the situation, otherwise, the middle-aged man will be in danger.
"Snapped……"
At this moment, there was another crisp sound from the middle-aged man's back, and one of the ribs on the middle-aged man's back was broken again.
Zhang Fan's eyes couldn't help but flicker, and his brain started to work quickly. This middle-aged man was filled with a lot of chaotic soul energy. The only thing related to the soul energy on his body was the coffin that could change its size.
,I wonder if this coffin can be put to use?
However, Zhang Fan's current moral skills are not enough to move the coffin, but in this desperate situation, Zhang Fan can't care so much and can only give it a try.
Zhang Fan took out the palm-sized coffin from the bag he carried with him, and then injected some divination energy into the coffin, but the coffin did not react at all.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Fan couldn't help but frown slightly. He looked at the coffin in his hand and then at the middle-aged man in the distance.
Although Zhang Fan was a little anxious, his thinking was still clear.
He suddenly discovered that the soul energy around the middle-aged man was no longer as chaotic as before, but had calmed down a lot.
However, Zhang Fan was not sure whether the change in the middle-aged man's soul energy was due to the appearance of this coffin.
In order to verify the result, Zhang Fan took the palm-sized coffin in his hand and took a step towards the middle-aged man. While taking this step, Zhang Fan stared at the middle-aged man with his eyes, feeling carefully
The changes in the soul energy of a middle-aged man.
As he got closer, Zhang Fan suddenly discovered that the soul energy around the middle-aged man had stabilized a bit again.
Seeing such a result, Zhang Fan's eyes lit up slightly, and then he quickly approached the middle-aged man.
As Zhang Fan gets closer and closer to the middle-aged man,
Recently, the soul energy around the middle-aged man has become more and more stable. When the coffin in Zhang Fan's hand was less than 50 centimeters away from the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's soul energy has completely calmed down throughout his life.
The surface of the man's body rippled slightly.
Moreover, Zhang Fan also discovered that although the middle-aged man continued to rush forward, his forward momentum had decreased a lot.
Fang Yan also felt this situation, with a happy look on his face, and looked at Zhang Fan and nodded slightly.
As the middle-aged man's forward momentum became smaller, even if Fang Yan continued to stop him, the force of this interaction would not cause the middle-aged man to be physically harmed again.
In this way, the two of them felt at ease.
Although there is no danger to his life, he cannot continue like this forever. The middle-aged man must be allowed to settle down.
Zhang Fan carefully looked at the struggling middle-aged man, and learned through observation that the place where the middle-aged man's soul energy was the heaviest and most chaotic at this time was the middle-aged man's Yintang.
Zhang Fan glanced at the coffin in his hand, then picked up the coffin and pressed it towards the middle-aged man's Yintang position.
When the distance between the coffin in Zhang Fan's hand and the position of the middle-aged man Yintang was less than 10 centimeters, Zhang Fan felt a sense of sluggishness. However, this sense of sluggishness was fleeting. Then, the coffin in Zhang Fan's hand
, don’t completely stick to the position of a middle-aged man.
The moment the coffin in Zhang Fan's hand came into contact with the middle-aged man's Yintang position, he saw the middle-aged man's body pause slightly, followed by the middle-aged man's body softening, and his head tilted back slightly.
The coffin in Zhang Fan's hand also separated from the middle-aged man's Yintang. However, at the moment of separation, the middle-aged man became energetic again and wanted to rush forward.
The position of Zhang Fan's hand remained unchanged, so as soon as the middle-aged man's body moved, his Yintang came into contact with the coffin in Zhang Fan's hand again, and the middle-aged man's body went limp again.
This time, Zhang Fan quickly followed up and placed his hand on the middle-aged man's forehead to ensure that the middle-aged man was completely settled.
Fang Yan put the middle-aged man back on the kang and lay down flat on his back. Zhang Fan pressed the coffin in his hand to the middle-aged man's hiding place without taking it away.
Seeing that the middle-aged man had returned to a stable state again, the young man quickly approached Zhang Fan and asked: "Two masters, is my father okay?"
"It's okay..." Zhang Fan waved his hand slightly, "Your father's life is not in danger for the time being."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the young man nodded repeatedly and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the door to the courtyard rang. Hearing the sound, Zhang Fan and others couldn't help but look out through the windows.
I saw a man about 40 years old, slightly stout, with slicked back hair entering the yard.
"This is the head of our village." The young man pointed to the man with his back outside the window and said.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly. Even if the village chief couldn't come, Zhang Fan would go find him. Regarding the situation of this middle-aged man, he still needed to find out from the village chief.
Soon, the village chief entered the house. When the village chief saw Zhang Fan and Fang Yan, he was startled for a moment, and then asked with a smile: "Are you two the masters who came to help?"
"Yes." Fang Yan replied.
"Thank you two kindhearted people." The village chief warmly held the hands of Zhang Fan and Fang Yan.