Miyamoto quickly rushed to Ye Fan, and then swung his left fist fiercely.
"call!"
A fierce wind roared out, making people surprised by the sharpness of the fist wind.
Ling Qianshui's eyes flashed with heat: "Kill, kill this bastard."
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and ducked back to avoid the punch.
Bai Mang, who rescued Li Dayong's family, had not yet appeared, so Ye Fan could only defend himself against Saburo Miyamoto.
As soon as he retreated, Miyamoto Saburo's momentum suddenly surged, and his whole body moved forward like a cannonball.
"Whoosh!"
quick!
This is what Ling Qianshui and others have in mind.
In the blink of an eye, Saburo Miyamoto's body was like a ghost, approaching Ye Fan quickly and domineeringly.
"Bang bang bang!"
After Saburo Miyamoto clung to Ye Fan, he moved his hands and punched out one after another. A set of back punches came out like a storm.
The fist broke through the resistance of the air and made a "whoosh" sound.
Dozens of fist shadows continued in succession.
retreat!
Amid Tang Qiqi's worries, Ye Fan retreated again and again.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Ye Fan was like a fallen leaf, constantly swaying with Miyamoto's fist. Every time it seemed like there was no way to hide, but he could always avoid it.
Miyamoto Saburo fired out his fists one after another, but at most they could only hit Ye Fan's clothes, but could not harm a hair on his head.
Although Ye Fan was exhausted, he was still able to cope with a series of attacks by using the Windward Willow Step.
Saburo Miyamoto hit him hard again.
Thunder.
"Brother-in-law, be careful!"
"Ye Fan...be careful!"
When Tang Qiqi screamed subconsciously, Li Dayong also vomited a mouthful of blood and woke up.
He shouted with difficulty and tried to step forward, but fell to the ground with a plop.
"Uncle Yong, I'm fine."
Seeing Li Dayong wake up, Ye Fan responded happily and moved to avoid it.
Saburo Miyamoto hit a goldfish bowl with his fist.
"boom!"
The goldfish tank fell apart and the fish fell to the ground.
"idiot!"
After missing consecutive hits, Saburo Miyamoto's face darkened, he changed his fists to his legs and swept out towards Ye Fan with a kick.
Ye Fan did not dodge this time. Before kicking hard with his right foot, he quickly patted Miyamoto Saburo's calf.
"flutter!"
Hearing just a crisp sound, Miyamoto Saburo felt pain in his calf, most of his strength was lost, and his center of gravity became unstable.
Ye Fan stepped forward and punched his chin.
Miyamoto Saburo subconsciously blocked the attack and faced the oncoming fist with his left hand.
The fist collided in mid-air, and a muffled sound exploded.
A force instantly poured into his palm, and his whole arm and body shook. Miyamoto Saburo took two steps back.
Ye Fan also took five or six steps back.
There is a huge difference in physical strength.
Li Dayong breathed rapidly: "Ye Fan, run quickly, run quickly..."
Ye Fan's counterattack first stunned Ling Qianshui. She didn't expect that Ye Fan still had some energy left, and then shouted loudly:
"Mr. Miyamoto, destroy him."
"Want to run away? You're so naive!"
Miyamoto Saburo shouted coldly, bowed his body, and suddenly bounced his legs on the ground.
He rushed towards Ye Fan who was in his field of vision again.
A hand knife struck Ye Fan directly on the head.
The momentum is amazing.
Tang Qiqi's heart trembled: "Brother-in-law, be careful."
Li Dayong struggled to step forward: "Ye Fan..."
Ling Qianshui's eyes were intense, with a different kind of madness in their eyes.
"flutter!"
Ye Fan avoided Miyamoto Saburo's hand blade, and then stretched out his hand to support the opponent's elbow.
At this moment, Ling Qianshui raised her eyes and raised her mouth, grabbed Tang Qiqi and knocked her against the railing again.
The defenseless Tang Qiqi screamed:
"ah--"
As soon as the scream left her mouth, Tang Qiqi forced herself to stop. She knew Ling Qianshui's sinister intentions.
But although she held back her screams, it still affected Mark. His body trembled.
Saburo Miyamoto, who was pressing Ye Fan's palm, clearly felt that Ye Fan's power was weakening.
"call!"
At this moment, Saburo Miyamoto turned his hands, grabbed Ye Fan's wrist, and rotated his hips suddenly.
A fierce force was transmitted from the crotch to the arms.
Miyamoto Saburo simply and swiftly threw Ye Fan towards the Li family's wine cabinet.
The speed was so fast that Ye Fan could not dodge.
"boom!"
With a muffled impact, dozens of wine bottles were hit by Ye Fan and rolled down with a crash.
Ye Fan also fell heavily to the ground, gritted his teeth and stood up.
Miyamoto Saburo didn't stop, twisting his neck to step forward.
"Ye Fan, leave quickly!"
Li Dayong roared, rushed forward and hugged Miyamoto Saburo's calf: "Quickly go!"
"boom--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Saburo Miyamoto threw Li Dayong away and kicked him directly.
Li Dayong groaned, hit the sofa and rolled out, his mouth and nose bleeding.
Ye Fan tightened his fist: "Uncle Yong!"
Li Dayong climbed up and said with difficulty: "I'm fine, I'm fine, Ye Fan, run away."
Ye Fan shook his head without hesitation: "I can't leave."
He is struggling to fight against Miyamoto Saburo now, but there is still a chance to escape, but if this happens, Li Dayong's family will die.
Li Dayong beat the ground in pain: "Ye Fan, why are you so stupid? He will kill you."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "Do your best and obey fate, but no matter what, I will not abandon you."
"Don't worry, I'll let you go on the road together!"
Miyamoto Saburo sneered and kicked on the spot, his body like an ape bullying him.
He swept his kick towards Ye Fan's head.
Ye Fan bent down and turned his head, and Miyamoto's toe brushed against his ear, leaving a bright red mark.
"Snapped!"
Seeing the blood on Ye Fan's face, Ling Qianshui laughed again, grabbed Tang Qiqi's hair and slapped her again.
Crisp and loud.
"Ye Fan, your sister-in-law was bullied by me again."
She was very arrogant: "What can you do?"
Tang Qiqi held back her shouts, but there were tears in her eyes, not because of pain, but because she felt sorry for Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's movements stagnated slightly, and Miyamoto Saburo took the opportunity to punch again.
Thunder.
The punch was very fast, fierce, and fierce. Ye Fan could not avoid it and could only block it with his hands crossed.
"boom!"
There was another loud bang, and Ye Fan groaned, and his body hit a coffee table.
The coffee table shattered with a clang, and Ye Fan was covered in glass shards and scarred.
There was even a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
Tang Qiqi shouted: "Brother-in-law!"
There were tears in her eyes, and she never thought that she would become Mark's weakness.
She was happy and angry at the same time. She was happy because her brother-in-law cared about her, but angry because she was incompetent.
Li Dayong struggled and knelt on the ground: "Ye Fan, let's go..."
Ye Fan licked his lips: "Uncle Yong, Qiqi, I'm fine."
"You're almost dead, are you okay?"
Saburo Miyamoto said coldly:
"You have good skills. You should be at the peak of the Xuan Realm. Maybe I can't do anything to you."
"It's a pity that energy was wasted on a few useless people."
He slowly walked towards Ye Fan: "This means you are destined to die tonight."
Li Dayong glanced at Ye Fan after hearing this, with an expression of indescribable struggle and a hint of pain...
