The attack speed of this chain is extremely fast and the angle is tricky.
Ye Fan couldn't react at all and was directly hit.
"Bang..."
He was violently pulled out twenty or thirty meters and hit a high wall.
The high wall was in pieces and soon collapsed.
"Uh!" Ye Fan was suddenly shocked, quickly distanced himself, and jumped far away.
He didn't expect the chain's attack speed to be so fast. He was already prepared, but he was still hit.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Ye Fan was knocked out. There was a bloody gash on his waist, and the wound was surrounded by a green halo.
A strong corrosive feeling surged into my heart, and the wound seemed to be burning, which was extremely painful.
"How poisonous! This chain can actually convert Wang Qinglong's martial strength on its own, thus achieving the effect of injuring the enemy!"
Ye Fan's expression suddenly changed, and he used his strength crazily to dissolve the corrosive energy that had entered his body.
This corrosive energy has a very high adhesion, and Ye Fan's martial strength is entangled with it and cannot take advantage of it at all.
At this speed, it will take at least several minutes to completely resolve it.
However, a few minutes is simply unrealistic at the moment, and Wang Qinglong will never give him such a chance.
"Jie, Jie, Jie... Ye Ming, do you know how powerful our Qingmen secret method is this time?" Wang Qinglong saw Ye Fan's face showing pain, laughed wildly, shook the chain, and walked slowly towards him.
At this moment, the three-character golden text in Ye Fan's mind suddenly began to "swim" with rhythm, and countless fuzzy small characters lingered around it, emitting mottled golden light.
The corrosive energy seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and was quickly withdrawn from Ye Fan's body and poured into the three-character golden inscription.
In an instant, the pain in Ye Fan's body dissipated invisible, and all the consumed strength was restored and became full.
"Um?"
Ye Fan was immediately overjoyed, and energy surged throughout his body. He stretched out his hands behind his back, raised his toes, and rushed towards Wang Qinglong.
"The eagle eats the god, the thunder and lightning sky!"
Wang Qinglong didn't expect that Ye Fan could launch an attack in this situation, so he was fully prepared for defense.
However, the opponent came fiercely, and a heavy punch with lightning knocked him several dozen meters away. He fell to the ground in a state of disgrace, and struggled for a while before he got up.
He looked at the black wound on his chest, a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and roared angrily.
"Impossible! You have obviously been injured by Qinglong Suo, how could it be possible that nothing happened?"
Wang Qinglong vigorously threw up the cyan chain in his hand and shouted fearfully: "What method did you use!"
"How do I know!"
Ye Fan twisted his paws, spread out his wings with both arms, jumped up high, like a gliding hunting eagle, and flew towards Wang Qinglong at high speed.
Wang Qinglong's expression suddenly changed and he quickly threw the chain away.
However, Ye Fan's speed was too fast, and in a flash, he launched a thunderous strike from mid-air.
"The cunning eagle eats the god, and the netherworld falls from the sky and strikes!"
"Bang..."
Ye Fan's legs kicked hard on Wang Qinglong's chest, knocking him directly into the ground.
The hard stone floor was cracked and withered, and a deep crater was instantly created.
"Roar!!!"
Wang Qinglong's painful roar came from the pit.
Within a few seconds, there was a "boom" and the ground shook violently, and a huge black shadow crawled out of the soil.
His chest was deeply sunken, and blood was spitting out from his mouth, making him look miserable.
"You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
Wang Qinglong looked up to the sky and roared, swinging the chain in his hand faster and faster, "Ye Ming, I will make your life worse than death!"
"etc!"
Ye Fan suddenly waved his hand and curled his lips and said, "Wang Qinglong, how about we discuss it?"
"Discuss?" Wang Qinglong narrowed his eyes slightly, "Ye Ming, what tricks do you want to play?"
"I swear to God, I am very sincere!" Ye Fan chuckled, "As long as you give me that chain, I can agree to your request!"
"It's okay to ask...!" Wang Qinglong sneered immediately, "You join our Qingmen, so why not give this Qinglong Chain to you!"
"Don't even think about it." Ye Fan shook his head, "But I don't mind being your Qingmen's guest elder!"
"Elder Keqing?" Wang Qinglong laughed loudly, "Ye Fan, the Qinglong Lock is the treasure of our Qingmen sect, don't have any wishful thinking!"
"In that case, I have no choice but to do it myself!" Ye Fan sneered, and his wings suddenly shrank, all condensing on his claws.
"Wang Qinglong, I won't hold back on this move! If you can withstand it, I'll spare you once. If you can't, don't blame me for being merciless!"
"Child Ye Ming, since you are bent on seeking death, I will let the Qinglong Lock burn you to death!"
Wang Qinglong looked crazy and gathered all the chains into a ball.
All his energy was poured into the chain, as if pushing a shot put, and he hit Ye Fan hard.
The moment the chain left his hand, it suddenly spiraled away, like a flying green dragon, winding towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's wings were completely retracted, and his extreme strength condensed into a jade-colored halo.
He raised his claws, exerted force with his feet, and smashed hard at the flying iron chains.
"The eagle eats the gods, there is no god!"
"Roar!!!"
A dragon roared out of thin air, and the world suddenly shook.
Immediately afterwards, a huge glistening dragon head burst out of the air and struck the iron chain.
The iron chains wrapped around Wu Jin's dragon head crazily, trapping it in mid-air.
"Qiu He, the four of you, get back quickly!" Ye Fan turned his head and shouted angrily.
Long Chun and others who were watching from a distance had already been dumbfounded, and they were all stunned.
Ye Fan shouted twice before they all came to their senses and ran away in the distance like they were desperate.
Seeing them walking away, Ye Fancai made fists with his hands, facing the Wu Jin dragon head entangled in iron chains from a distance, and shouted in a deep voice: "Explode!"
"Rumble..."
A huge explosion exploded at the inner gate of Qingmen, shattering an area of hundreds of square meters.
The wind howls and the colors of the sky and earth change!
The building of the martial arts hall was in a mess, and the stone bricks on the ground were rotted into powder.
Ye Fan was covered in blood by the aftershock of the explosion. He quickly made a pit more than ten meters deep on the ground and jumped into it to escape.
Although Wang Qinglong is farther away, his physical body is far less durable than Ye Fan, so the residual power he receives is not much weaker than Ye Fan.
He wanted to run backwards and escape, but the impact was too fast. He didn't even have a chance to turn around, and was smashed into the rockery in the backyard.
In an instant, Wang Qinglong suffered severe physical injuries.
As for Yue Feng and Guan Sanmei, they were not spared. They were mutilated by the violent impact and fell to the ground covered in blood with their muscles and bones shattered. It was unclear whether they could save their lives.
A minute later, there was no place to stand in Qingmen's backyard. All the buildings had been flattened, broken tiles and drills could be seen everywhere, and sawdust and stone chips were flying all over the sky.
Long Chun and others returned tremblingly, staring dumbfoundedly at the unrecognizable backyard, completely at a loss.
"Ye... Where are Brother Ye?" Long Chun looked around, looking at the scene that seemed to have been attacked by an air raid, and said in a panic: "He is not dead, is he?"
"It shouldn't be possible." Qiu He swallowed hard, not feeling very confident.
"Damn, it's like a bomb has exploded here. It's so... so scary!" Long Chun was very nervous, and the cold sweat and dust on his face were mixed together, making it very dark.
"Well... Mr. Ye will definitely be fine! He... he is..." Qiu He almost let the words slip and quickly closed his mouth.
He carefully looked at the dilapidated Qingmen backyard, feeling increasingly less confident.
"What...are you still standing there for? Hurry up and save people!" Long Chun wailed and hurriedly ran towards the ruins.
He didn't dare to let Mark die here, otherwise he would have to be buried with him!
At this moment, the ground in the distance suddenly shook with a "clatter".
The shaking on the ground attracted the attention of Long Chun and others. They quickly turned around and saw an ink-colored palm rushing out from the ground!
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure emerged from the ground and landed steadily in front of Long Chun's people.
"Brother Ye!" Long Chun was overjoyed, "We knew you would be fine! That old guy Wang Qinglong is nothing, he's not worth a penny to you!"
"Oh?" Ye Fan smiled contemptuously, "You didn't seem to be saying that a few seconds ago."
"Uh, no, no, no, that's what I meant just now, maybe I didn't express it clearly." Long Chun smiled and shrank his head in embarrassment.
Long Chun is a man who makes decisions according to the circumstances, and Ye Fan knows this very well.
"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back." Ye Fan looked around and said, "Qingmen has been destroyed like this. The situation in Binhai will definitely be turbulent after today. Everyone should go back and prepare early."
Long Chun was stunned, "Brother Ye, since we captured Qingmen, why don't we make a big profit before leaving?"
"Have I ever said about looting the Qingmen?" Ye Fan asked with squinted eyes, making Long Chun choked and speechless.
"Long Chun, you can't touch the things here. Don't use the tricks in Jianghu on the warrior sect."
"Yes, yes, brother Ye, I understand." Long Chun was shocked and quickly bowed in response.
Ye Fan waved his hand and arranged for two members of the tiger claw special reserve team to send him back first. He took Qiu He to the place where Wang Qinglong collapsed.
At this time, Wang Qinglong has returned to his original state, but his withered body has become thinner and thinner, and his body is riddled with scars and his muscles and bones are broken.
With his strength, he shouldn't be able to lose his life, but he will never be able to practice martial arts again and will be completely reduced to a useless person.
"Ye...Ye Ming, we...absolutely...will never let you go..." Wang Qinglong looked at Ye Fan angrily, spitting out a large amount of blood foam when he opened his mouth, with an unusually unwilling expression.
Ye Fan didn't bother with him, he knelt down and picked up the green chain.
"Wang Qinglong, starting from today, Qingmen will have to keep his tail between his legs in Binhai. If I know that you are trying to do anything illegal again, I will never let you go as easily as this time!"
As he spoke, he weighed the cyan chain and carefully stuffed it into his arms.
"Child Ye Ming, you...you dare to destroy my Qingmen, you will die..." Wang Qinglong could not move, his throat surged slightly, and he let out a low roar of resentment.
"If you have this confidence, I will be waiting for you at any time!" Ye Fan smiled lightly and waved to Qiu He, "Let's go!"
"yes!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan and Qiu He jumped up and left Qingmen.