With the power of the ugly old man, and the loud noise just now, everyone knew that the enemy would definitely strike with thunder.
In fact, the ugly old man's punch also had nine successes.
It's just that his fists were not as strong as he imagined. One punch broke Ye Fan's knuckles, and one punch broke half of Ye Fan's body.
The power released from his fists flowed from Ye Fan's knuckles into his arms, and soon became nothing.
This punch was like hitting cotton, making the ugly old man extremely uncomfortable.
Moreover, he felt that a lot of the power he shot out seemed to be absorbed.
how so?
The ugly old man's fierce glare flashed coldly, his body trembled, and he exerted the last ten percent of his strength.
Vent with all your might.
He longed to see Ye Fan's arms turn into twists and see power penetrate his heart.
But Ye Fan remained motionless, standing where he was safe and sound.
Ye Fan's eyes even had a hint of doubt.
"Old man, don't you want me to take a punch from you?"
"You did your best."
"I'm embarrassed to think that you can take advantage of your powerful punch."
Ye Fan stared at the ugly old man and blew out a breath of hot breath.
The ugly old man was puzzled, and Ye Fan was equally puzzled.
Looking at the ugly old man's ferocious look, it looked like he was about to punch him to death.
But after punching him and taking away Ye Fan's power, the ugly old man withdrew all his strength.
Let yourself go? Cherish each other? Your strength is limited?
Ye Fan couldn't figure out what the other party meant for a while.
"Zhuzi, go to hell!"
The ugly old man's voice deepened, and then he clapped his left hand.
Seeing this, Ye Fan also raised his right hand to block.
"boom--"
In this collision, Ye Fan and the ugly old man were separated.
Ye Fan swayed and retreated.
Yuan Huihuang and the others found a trace of blood on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.
No doubt he was shocked by the ugly old man.
But what surprised them was not that Ye Fan was injured, but that Ye Fan only took three steps back.
This shows that Ye Fan used a three-step buffer to withstand another blow from the ugly old man.
Everyone present could see how powerful the ugly old man was. He was really capable of killing gods and ghosts.
Yuan Huihuang and the fair-skinned man jointly attacked and were severely injured. Ye Fan only took three steps back, which was considered powerful.
Zheng Qiankun and the others then took up their weapons and looked at the ugly old man.
But one by one they were surprised to find that the ugly old man was missing.
Then, Yuan Huihuang and the others locked onto each other's traces.
"call--"
The ugly old man stood on a rock, like a fairy, with his long sleeves hanging down.
There was no trace of blood on those long sleeves.
Yuan Huihuang and Zheng Qiankun felt that with the pressure of the ugly old man's long sleeves, all their fighting spirit was swallowed up by the other party.
They stared at the ugly old man's body, the hands holding the weapons tightened and loosened, tightened and loosened again.
Everyone sighed dejectedly at the end.
They couldn't find any opening to take action.
And once attacked, the ugly old man may tear up his promise to Ye Fan.
Yuan Huihuang also shouted: "Master, if you say that Ye Fan can withstand your punch, get out of here today."
"Now Ye Fan has received your punches and slaps, and he is still safe and sound. Why don't you fulfill your promise?"
"If you really break your promise, we won't mind keeping you here at any cost."
While speaking, he made a gesture.
More than a dozen sniper rifles appeared in the Tangmen courtyard.
Tang Shi'er also eliminated the enemies in front and led the large troops back to the door.
Countless swords and guns are ready.
Tang Pingfan remained calm and unfazed.
"The Holy Doctor, congratulations!"
The ugly old man didn't pay attention to Yuan Huihuang's words and ignored the weapons of nearly a hundred people.
His eyes fell more on Mark, with a hint of appreciation, a hint of approval, and a hint of doubt.
There is also a trace of fear.
He said calmly to Ye Fan: "You did not disappoint me. You blocked my punch without dying."
Ye Fan looked at the ugly old man indifferently: "You let me down!"
Zheng Qiankun and the others were filled with emotion when they saw this. They were worthy of being the kings of forks, and they were very confident when they pretended to be forks.
"Let's end this battle today."
Seeing Ye Fan's look of contempt, the ugly old man narrowed his eyes slightly:
"I think it won't be long before the next time we meet."
"When the time comes, you and I will both die."
After saying that, the ugly old man flew up and jumped down from the mountainside.
On the way, he opened his arms, his gliding wings appeared, and disappeared into the clouds like a giant bird.
Zheng Qiankun subconsciously wanted to raise his gun, but Yuan Huihuang quickly suppressed it with quick eyesight and hands.
"This old man is a big change. Don't cause any more trouble."
Yuan Huihuang reminded aloud: "Our top priority is to rectify the team, otherwise he will kill us and we will be doomed."
"What are you afraid of? Brother Ye is here to support us. If we join forces, we will definitely be able to keep him."
Zheng Qiankun licked his lips and smiled: "I suffered a big loss today, but he caught me off guard."
They expected many attack scenes, but they did not expect that a master like the ugly old man would appear.
Wang Sanfeng walked up and said, "Who is this old guy?"
More than a hundred people were killed by the other side, and the other side evacuated, which made everyone feel relieved.
Wang Sanfeng felt aggrieved, but also showed a hint of curiosity.
Zheng Qiankun and Yuan Huihuang both fell silent.
They basically knew the masters of Yang Kingdom well, but they had never seen this disfigured old man.
The fair-skinned man narrowed his eyes slightly: "Could it be Tianzang? According to rumors, Tianzang has just entered the heavenly realm."
"Yang Kingdom has been defeated twice by Ye Tang and us in the past few decades, and most of the more powerful martial arts masters have fallen."
"The only one left who lives in seclusion is still somewhat lethal."
He made a judgment: "Only a heavenly master can make me and Yuan Huihuang be in such a mess."
"impossible!"
Zheng Qiankun shook his head without hesitation: "Although the old guy is powerful, he cannot be a master in the heaven realm."
"He is really a master of the heaven realm, how could Brother Ye possibly stop him?"
"Look, the old guy Niu Couchu punched and palmed Brother Ye, and Brother Ye took a few steps back and nothing happened."
"He is at most a little taller than Brother Ye."
"Striving to death is the middle stage of the Great Consummation of the Earth Realm."
"Besides, I have seen Master Tianzang. He is as graceful as a god. How can he be so ugly?"
Zheng Qiankun said plausibly: "And he doesn't even bother to use poison."
When Zheng Qiankun said this, Yuan Huihuang and the fair-skinned man nodded subconsciously.
Yes, if the opponent was really a master of the Heaven Realm, he would have punched Ye Fan through with all his strength.
In the end, none of the punches or palms hurt Ye Fan. He was a hammer in the heavenly realm.
"Ye Fan, how are you? Is everything okay?"
At this time, Tang Pingfan ignored everyone's protection and walked quickly towards Ye Fan from behind.
While Yuan Huihuang and the others were talking, Ye Fan had been standing like a javelin.
The momentum has not diminished at all.
But the warm face turned red layer by layer.
After the ugly old man's breath completely dissipated, Ye Fan struggled to squeeze out a sentence:
"I'm injured……"
After he finished speaking, he couldn't hold it back any longer, spitting out a rain of blood and falling backwards.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan!"
Yuan Huihuang and the others rushed forward to catch Ye Fan.
