"Okay!" Chang Duanhu nodded, the martial energy in his body was activated crazily, and a layer of faint white energy gathered in the palm of his hand.
The two old men jumped up and ran towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan took his time and retracted his fingers, then swayed and jumped ten meters behind in the blink of an eye.
He originally wanted to be serious, but he always felt that there was a spiritual force secretly watching him.
Therefore, he did not reveal his true strength, but compressed his martial strength to the mid-seven-fold limit to fight against the Chang brothers.
Chang Duanying's sneak attack failed, and he didn't even see clearly how Ye Fan avoided it.
He came to Chang Duanhu and asked in a deep voice: "Brother, are you okay?"
"Be careful, this kid is very weird!" Chang Duanhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a small bottle from his arms, swallowed a drop of transparent liquid everywhere.
Immediately, his injuries improved a little, and his strength became abundant again.
Ye Fan's kick just now injured his internal organs. Even if he took the Spirit of Wuyuan at this time, he would not be able to reach his peak combat power.
"Damn brat, let's see how you can stop the two of us next!"
Chang Duanhu covered his chest, with mottled veins exposed on his neck, and his face looked very ferocious.
In his eyes, Ye Fan was no different from a dead person at this time.
No, we can't let him die so happily.
When he loses later, he must torture him so hard that he can neither survive nor die.
Otherwise, you will not be able to heal the anger in your heart!
However, when Ye Fan faced Brother Chang Duanying, he remained indifferent.
Chang Duanying pinched the thick calluses on the back of his hands with a very cautious expression.
"Do it!"
As soon as the words fell, the aura of the two old men suddenly surged, wisps of strong wind spread from their bodies, and a faint aura surged out of the palms of their hands and attached to their arms.
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of excitement at the corner of his mouth, "It's kind of interesting, I finally got serious about it."
"Ye Fan, remember, this is all your own fault."
Chang Duanying snorted coldly, as if he was standing on the moral high ground, judging Ye Fan for his rebelliousness.
Chang Duanhu jumped up, came to Ye Fan's side, put on his martial posture, and rushed towards Ye Fan.
The two attacked at the same time, surrounding Ye Fan from both sides.
"Bone-crushing palm!"
"Tiger Fist!"
Two sharp bursts of force shot out from their hands and formed a visible form in mid-air.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, responded quickly, and stepped violently on his feet.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Ye Fan instantly turned into a black shadow and jumped out from the siege of Chang Duanying and the others.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and a large pit about half a meter deep appeared where Ye Fan was fighting. The bluestone above was broken into countless pieces, and the cracks spread around like a spider web.
Ye Fan frowned secretly.
Even though these two old men are only in the early or middle stage of the seven times limit, their attack power is not weak. They can almost compete with the warriors in the late stage of the seven times limit.
Li Yangzhen is interesting!
The smoke convolved and the dust dispersed, and the figures of Chang Duan Ying and the two men gradually appeared in the dust.
After seeing the mess on the ground, their expressions became very excited.
"Ye Fan, can you only hide?" Chang Duanying raised his fists and laughed loudly: "Ye Fan, I want to see if I can leave safely today!"
"Who said I was leaving?"
Ye Fan's face was calm, his fists were slightly clenched, and wisps of black martial energy gathered on his fists, and soon integrated into them.
"The warriors in Liyang Town are indeed unusual. Congratulations, I will be more serious next time."
"Pretending!" Chang Duanying snorted lightly: "Ye Fan, there is no benefit in pretending. It will only look like a clown trying to please others."
"Really?" Ye Fan didn't take it seriously and twisted his fists slightly, "I will attack next, I hope you won't let me down..."
Ye Fan's words made Chang Duanying laugh.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, you are really arrogant. We are all seven times the ultimate warriors. Do you think you can withstand the combined attack of the two of us on your own?"
"How would you know if you don't give it a try?" Ye Fan shrugged, "Besides, we seem to have fallen into a big misunderstanding."
Chang Duanying was very unhappy with Ye Fan's arrogant attitude.
Although he admitted that this young man was very strong, it seemed a bit arrogant to have such a condescending posture in front of the older generation of warriors.
No, it should be said that Ye Fan never took them seriously from beginning to end!
"Mr. Ye, you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance!" Chang Duanying's eyes revealed a red light, and he clenched his hands fiercely, and the majestic martial power emanated from his body and gathered in Fist Point Mountain.
Seeing this, Chang Duanhu also adjusted his breathing, activated his strength, and prepared to give Ye Fan a combined blow.
But Ye Fan didn't make any defensive or escaping gestures, and still stood there calmly.
However, his eyes became sharp, and the five fingers of his hands began to pinch slightly, making a crisp sound.
The old woman watching the battle from a distance gritted her teeth and said, "We were almost close just now! Ye Fan, consider yourself lucky!"
Chang Tiande who was standing next to him came forward and said, "Sister-in-law, this Ye Fan looks very powerful. Can father and uncle win?"
The old woman sneered, "Nonsense! Ye Fan doesn't have three heads and six arms, so how can he block the attacks of the eldest brother and the second brother?
We have seen clearly that Ye Fan is full of flaws. As long as he attacks in three ways, he will definitely be overwhelmed and will fail sooner or later!"
Sure enough, before the old woman finished speaking, Chang Duanying suddenly shouted loudly.
"Thank him for his success!"
Immediately, he galloped out like a wild horse, with a pair of iron fists across his chest, attacking Ye Fan directly in the face.
Chang Duanhu followed closely behind.
One person pumps his fist, like a tiger descending from the mountain.
The other person twisted around and kicked sideways, and the force surging from the soles of his feet hit Ye Fan's calf joint.
Ye Fan smiled slightly, raised his right foot suddenly, shouted in a deep voice, and his whole body was full of strength.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the ground, and then the surrounding area of about ten meters undulated like ocean waves.
Pieces of bluestone slabs were like small boats on the rolling soil. They soon fell apart and were swallowed up by the rolling soil.
Chang Duanying and Chang Duanying accidentally fell into the soil half a meter deep with their feet.
"No, go back!" Chang Duanying was horrified, but his feet seemed to be sucked and it was difficult to pull them out.
Ye Fan strolled up to Chang Duanying and looked at him condescendingly, "You can lend me the martial arts skills you got this time, right?"
"Impossible!" Chang Duanying narrowed his eyes coldly and suddenly waved out his fists, "Ye Fan, take your life! Tiger Fist, Tiger Roar!!"
Ye Fan was very close to him, and Chang Duanying was suddenly in trouble, making it impossible to react.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Ye Fan's body trembled slightly.
This punch hit him firmly!
Chang Duanying laughed loudly when he saw this, "Ye Fan, at this critical moment, you dare to approach me unprepared! Should I say innocent, or laugh stupid?"
Chang Duanhu breathed out slowly and struggled to pull out his feet from the gravel.
"Second brother, Ye Fan is really difficult to deal with. How did he do this trick?"
"..." Chang Duanying did not answer.
Chang Duanhu smiled and said, "Second brother, I always feel that this Ye Fan also has a very profound set of martial arts secrets!"
He chuckled, feeling already excited.
In his opinion, Ye Fan is a huge treasure with countless treasures to open.
As long as you give him some time, he will definitely be able to dig out Mark's secrets!
When people walked out of the mud pit, they were surprised to see Chang Duan Ying still holding his fist in the air.
"Second brother, what are you doing..."
"hiss!"
"Dick!!"
After Chang Duanhu saw Chang Duanying and Ye Fan clearly, his eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened in disbelief.
I saw Ye Fan crossing his hands to protect his chest, and a faint black halo condensed in front of him, blocking Chang Duanying's fist.
But Chang Duanying's face was ashen, his breathing was trembling, cold sweat fell drop by drop into the soil, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
His fist was completely deformed, a broken bone broke out from the wrist, and dark veins hung on the broken bone, which looked extremely terrifying.
Ye Fan slowly put down his hands, and the white halo in front of him dispersed.
"You can't even break through my protective force, how can you kill me?" Ye Fan snorted softly and raised his foot to kick Chang Duanying in the abdomen.
Chang Duanying threw his head back and fell, covering his wrists and screaming hysterically.
Chang Duanhu looked at Chang Duanying in horror, and then looked at Ye Fan.
"I said, we have entered into a big misunderstanding." Ye Fan put his hands on his back and walked slowly towards the two of them, "I never said that I am a seven times ultimate warrior... Haha, we are too weak!"
A black and red strength visible to the naked eye surged from his body, like a beating black flame, raging and unquenchable.
The surrounding soil suddenly rolled, and dozens of black forces rushed out of the ground and gathered at Ye Fan's feet.
These martial arts cover a wide area, like a big net, gathered around Ye Fan.
The corners of Chang Duanhu's eyes suddenly widened, and the back of his neck felt cold.
He swallowed in shock, his lips moved violently, and it took him a long time to spit out a few words, "Martial strength gathering, nine...nine times the limit?!"
Chang Duan Hu came back to his senses, glanced at Chang Duan Ying who was lying on the ground wailing, then suddenly turned around and ran away into the distance.
Ye Fan frowned slightly, "Did I say let go?"
Chang Duanhu hadn't run out five meters when his vision suddenly went dark, and then there was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his whole body was smashed into the soil as if he had been hit hard by a hammer.
"My spine...ah!!" Chang Duanhu spit out a mouthful of blood and screamed.
Ye Fan stood at the edge of the earth cave and smiled faintly: "The life I didn't take was just a little punishment, so I should be grateful.
Chang Duanhu's mouth kept spitting blood and he couldn't say a word. He could only glare at Ye Fan with a pair of sinister eyes.