Fan Song's face turned cold, he dropped the dead Li Chaoyi in his hands and snorted coldly: "I don't know how I got into this position today, what a waste!"
He glanced at the four Jiangnan friends who were sweating all over, then turned around and walked towards the house, and the surrounding believers also hurriedly followed.
The door had been broken down, and the two women in the house could be said to have no protection. They casually blocked the table on the ground in front of them, carefully guarding against the old man in front of them who was putting a lot of pressure on them.
Fan Song saw their actions and didn't take them seriously at all, and said coldly: "No matter who you are or what you are here to do, now hand over the person in your hands to me. Maybe I will consider letting you go."
A way out!"
"Bah! When did you people from the Sun Moon God Sect always keep your word? We must take away people unless you kill us!" One of the two women sneered directly, with a very disdainful look.
Fan Song was very angry, snorted coldly, and immediately sounded like a thunder, and said in a deep voice: "Killing you can only be done with a little effort. I, the powerful god and demon Fan Song, will not bully the juniors. If you hand them over, everything will be easy, otherwise -" As he said
He stared closely at the two people in the room, a chill flashing in his eyes, and the meaning behind it was self-evident.
Even though the two women were arrogant, they knew that the powerful enemy in front of them was not something they could fight against. They kept looking outside the room, as if they were waiting for their rescue companions.
Fan Song was so young that he couldn't see their anxiety and expectations. He immediately sneered and said: "It seems that you have companions, but if you can escape from the hands of my powerful god and demon, I'm afraid you haven't yet."
A few, now you hand over the people in your hands to me, and I will let you go immediately, you have no time to choose!"
The two women looked at each other with determination in their eyes, tightened the swords in their hands, and looked carefully at the elder-level master of the Sun Moon God Sect in front of them.
"You really don't know how to live or die! Kill me -" Fan Song's eyes were full of murderous intent. He didn't expect that he wanted to let these two little girls go, but they didn't appreciate it and didn't give him any face. After all, he is also the god of the sun and moon.
One of the four elders of the religion, he has been in a high position for a long time and has a distinguished status. How can he allow others to challenge his majesty?
After giving the order, the screams came from outside the house. Fan Song did not see it, but Ye Cheng saw it. A team of about fifty people quietly swarmed in from one side and tore apart the Sun and Moon God in a cone shape.
The siege of teaching.
These people were brought by the four people who left just now. They must have been lurking on the outskirts of Meizhuang before.
Fan Song turned his head and looked at the dozens of people rushing toward him. He laughed and said to the people around him: "Get these two people. I will kill these daring boys with my own hands!"
Leaving more than a dozen good players behind, Fan Song turned around and walked out of the room. He looked coldly at the enemies charging in the courtyard. Many of them were extremely powerful. They thought they were the sharp knives of these teams. Seeing that they were about to break through the blockade, Fan Song
Song let out a cold snort and said: "I haven't killed anyone for a long time, so I'll just relax with you!"
As he spoke, his body rose up diagonally, and flew nearly five feet away in an instant. This sudden burst of power in a calm manner was so powerful that even Ye Chengdu might not be able to do it suddenly.
Fan Song flew into the crowd, and no one could catch him with his random palms and punches. Even if he could block it, he could not do it. The force he unleashed was extremely strong. In a short time, more than ten people fell into his hands. Every time
Each one of them was killed by one blow, showing extremely strong internal strength.
Ye Cheng stood on the roof, feeling surprised in his heart. Thinking that this person had claimed to be a powerful god and demon before, there might be some connection with him. Every muscle in his burly body seemed to contain extremely strong explosive power.
"This person must be very strong in Kung Fu. He must have entered the innate realm through external Kung Fu. He is definitely not an ordinary person!"
Looking at the two women who have been entangled in the room, it may be that the previous sword skill has consumed too much, so at this moment, they still have not calmed down. They are surrounded by more than a dozen of the masters brought by Fan Song, but it is difficult to regain their strength.
It has the same lethality as before. It is obvious that it has more than enough burst but not enough stamina.
Although their lives are not in danger for the time being, they still cannot break the siege of these people. As long as Fan Song takes care of the rescuers outside, it will be difficult for them to escape, and they will be nothing more than turtles in a jar.
Ye Cheng shook his head secretly, knowing that this was the time to save people. If he didn't take action yet, when Fan Songkong did, even he wouldn't dare to be 100% sure that he could save people under his hands, so he immediately put on the mask of the scarred man.
, he opened a hole in the roof that was large enough for one person to fit in, took out the giant sword, and immediately fell down from the hole.
Silently and invisible, it fell on the heads of the Sun Moon God Sect gang members who were besieging the two women. The giant slash was instantly filled with cold sword energy. The huge knife net immediately wrapped all these people in it. As soon as the blade stirred, there was a scream.
, those with less skill were directly cut into several pieces, and the thick smell of blood filled the whole room.
As soon as they fought, five or six people were killed, and the rest were shocked. However, before they could react, the giant slasher had already wandered around the crowd, and this time he did not give anyone a chance.
There were only two strong ones who protected themselves with swords, but they were also hacked away by Ye Cheng and his swords.
"Hurry up and follow me!" Ye Cheng said to the woman who was still in a daze.
The two women glanced outside the house. More than half of the rescue team they were waiting for was already dead. Fan Song alone was enough to kill them all. Now that Ye Cheng's sudden appearance had left them with no choice, they would rather believe in the person in front of them.
It's better to be a stranger than to wait to be killed.
He immediately stopped hesitating and followed Ye Cheng through the gate with Linghu Chong on his shoulders, heading towards the nearest east.
Fan Song, who was proud of his killing, naturally heard something strange behind him. The moment he turned his head, what he saw was the tragic scene of two subordinates flying upside down.
Looking at the three people walking out of the house, his eyes naturally fell on Ye Cheng, and he said coldly: "How dare you do something small in front of me? You really don't know how to live or die!"
Then he said to the four friends from Jiangnan on the side: "Kill all these people quickly, no one will be left alive!"
After Fan Song finished speaking, he immediately swooped towards Ye Cheng and the others who had just stepped out of the door. At some point, a pair of fist gloves appeared on his hands. They were all black and looked extremely hard. He transformed into a ferocious beast, violent and brutal.
The killing intent is even more chilling.
Ye Cheng frowned, knowing that it was impossible to compete in speed. If he was restrained, the two women would be in trouble. He immediately shouted: "I will restrain him, run away quickly, don't be reluctant to fight!"
The two women were slightly stunned. They had no idea why this person who suddenly appeared in front of them was willing to sacrifice his life to cut off their children.
Time was urgent, and they didn't have much time to think about it. The woman carrying Linghu Chong nodded and said, "Thank you! Be careful!"
Ye Cheng smiled at her, but he didn't know that the way he smiled with his scarred face was not much better than crying, and it also had a permeating feeling.
Just as the two were talking, Fan Song was already less than two feet away. Two huge fists had already hit Ye Cheng's head. The ferocious and domineering energy seemed to tear the space apart. The two balls of energy were like
The wild beasts are coming to kill them.
The domineering fist force stirred up the space of about ten feet and shook it, as if a heavy hammer struck with a bang.
Ye Cheng knew how powerful this old man was, and was definitely much stronger than him. Competing in terms of skill would be a recipe for death. The only thing he could rely on was to use fast to defeat slow, and use surprise attacks to gain time.
In an instant, the body of the giant slashing blade turned dark red, and heat swept through the area several feet away. As the temperature soared, it made people feel even hotter. The most bizarre thing was that within half a foot of the giant slashing blade, the space expanded and twisted strangely.
, even the blade seemed to be affected, giving Fan Song an illusion that was difficult to grasp.
The giant slash was slashed from top to bottom, and a hot breath shot through the air, leaving a dark red light and shadow behind the trace, and the thick smell of blood spread.
When the sword was slashed out, Ye Cheng did not stop. He touched the ground lightly and flew up into the air. The giant slash turned quickly. The shadow of the sword in the sky turned into a meteor and shot down, directly taking Fan Song's head from his neck. He looked murderous.
.
Fan Song's heart trembled. Unexpectedly, Ye Cheng's attack was extremely domineering, and he also attacked directly without letting him down at all. This feeling of being despised was even more extreme than that of the two women just now. He only saw his fists
At one point, his left fist hit the oncoming sword energy, and his right fist rose high and struck towards the shadow of the sword above his head.
The two energies came into contact almost at the same time, and the shadow of the sword in the sky disappeared instantly, condensing into a simple sword, which struck Fan Song's fist. The spiral energy flowed naturally, and under the control of Ye Cheng, headed towards Fan Song
Drill into the arm.
At this moment, Fan Song was in a state of shock, as two spiral energies attacked him. This was the first time he had encountered this kind of extremely penetrating energy, and it was drilling through his body as fast as a drill.
The physical energy caused him severe pain.
In a rage, Fan Song violently exhaled his true energy, and with a "peng" sound, the two of them retreated, and all their subsequent moves were blocked.
Ye Cheng was like a fallen leaf in mid-air, drifting far away with Fan Song's strong wind, but there was a surge of excitement in his heart. This feeling of meeting an opponent in chess gave him an unhappiness-filled impulse, and he felt like he was just under his feet.
The moment he touched the ground, his body shrank, then suddenly opened up, and flew out like a ball of flesh sticking to the ground.
This time, the giant slash was from bottom to top, as if it was about to split the opponent apart, but in Fan Song's eyes, it was an insult. He had been famous for decades, how could any junior dare to be so presumptuous?
The feeling of being treated like a sick cat made him extremely unhappy.
"Junior, you are so arrogant! Take a good punch from me!"
As Fan Song spoke, his whole body's true energy was rolling, which was several times stronger than before. Under the crushing force of the powerful energy, the stone floor under his feet was shattered inch by inch, extending two feet away, and the skin all over his body was also strange.
His face turned pitch black, except for a pair of piercing eyes, which had completely blended into the night.
"Dark Demon Art, Demonic Possession!"
In the midst of the roar, Fan Song punched again, and thick black air rolled out along his arm, like a howling black beast with fanged teeth, engulfing Ye Cheng, and the cold roars echoed in the air.
, which makes people tremble with fear, as if there is a ferocious beast hiding beside them.
