When the old man in black looked at Ye Fan, Tiemu Wuyue also asked softly to Ye Fan:
"If that doesn't work, I'll deal with Temujin."
"But from now on, when you see me, you will be half a head shorter."
Temujin puffed out his chest slightly: "How about you be willing to be down there?"
"I will always be on top, and I will only be on top!"
Ye Fan pressed hard and jumped up suddenly, leaping over the heads of dozens of people and jumping out.
The combined attack of sixteen old men in sackcloth was quite terrifying, but it could still be penetrated by Ye Fan.
He had already tested the strength of the sixteen people, so he jumped towards Temujin again.
Temujin shouted again: "Kill him!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Sixteen old men in sackcloth licked the blood at the corners of their mouths and moved their feet together to block Ye Fan.
They shook their swords and drew arcs one after another, slashing down at Ye Fan.
"You can't stop me!"
Ye Fan no longer conserved his strength, and poured out all his power.
With one hand and one sword, he blocked the thunderous attack of the old man in sackcloth.
"Stab it."
In the middle of the deep hall, the long swords in the hands of sixteen old men in linen slashed out streaks of light.
Indescribably sharp and captivating.
But Ye Fan's fish-gut sword fluttered like a butterfly, always blocking sixteen long swords.
Occasionally, there is only a muffled sound when there is a collision.
"Bang!"
Sixteen old men in sackcloth attacked with sixteen swords in one breath.
Ye Fan did not fight back from beginning to end, but just waved the fish intestine sword to resolve the offensive.
After the sixteen men and sixteen swords fell, he narrowed his eyes:
"It's my turn!"
He punched hard.
With this punch, it felt like the entire space was distorted by Ye Fan's fist.
All the surrounding forces seem to be covering the joints.
The terror of this punch cannot be described in words, but it can make people feel endless terror.
Temujin's face changed drastically and he shouted: "Be careful!"
"boom--"
The sixteen old men in sackcloth also had their eyelids twitching, and they wanted to evacuate backwards but were too late.
They could only give a sharp shout and all raised their swords to block Ye Fan.
"Bang--"
Ye Fan's punch was unstoppable and hit the crossed swords of sixteen old men in sackcloth.
"break--"
Ye Fan shouted.
Sixteen long swords that were cracked by the Fish Gut Sword were shattered like paper in an instant.
Then the momentum of his fist did not decrease, and he charged forward
The terrifying fist force poured out, sending all sixteen old men in sackcloth flying away.
"Bang bang bang——"
Sixteen old men in sackcloth were like people thrown out by a Ferris wheel, waving their hands and feet and falling heavily backwards.
They knocked over seven or eight chandeliers and knocked away more than a dozen ironwood guards before hitting the wall and falling down.
Then sixteen people spurted out blood, their heads tilted and they passed out.
Dozens of Temujin elites were shocked when they saw this, and subconsciously brandished their weapons to protect Temujin.
Temu Wuyue shot over immediately, lifted up a marble table and swept away, blocking the charge of dozens of people.
Then the two sides fought fiercely again.
"As expected of a pure miracle doctor!"
Temujin was stunned when he saw this, but soon laughed wildly:
"Strong enough and domineering enough, but it's still not that easy to kill me!"
After he finished speaking, he moved his body and slammed the chair behind him towards Ye Fan.
Then he kicked up two broken swords from the ground and shot them towards Ye Fan.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan spun around and kicked the chair away, then stretched out his left hand and grabbed it twice.
Just two clanging sounds were heard, and two broken swords were caught in his hands.
Ye Fan looked at Temujin coldly:
"Is this all you can do?"
"If so, you, Mr. Ironwood, will really disappoint me."
After he finished speaking, he shook his right hand, and two broken swords were reflected back.
Temujin's eyelids twitched, he flashed a long knife and slashed at the two broken swords.
"Dang Dang!"
There were two loud noises, and two daggers fell to the ground.
Although Temujin stood still, he still felt a pain in the tiger's mouth, and secretly exclaimed in his heart that the miracle doctor Chizi was really scary.
"Don't worry, if you don't let me down, I won't let you down either!"
"war!"
However, Temujin quickly regained his composure, holding his long sword and looking up to the sky while roaring.
Then, Temujin kept waving the long knife in his hand, and then swiped it hard.
Sharp daggers and broken swords on the ground suddenly flew toward Ye Fan.
Like waving an arm.
"childish--"
There was a joke on Ye Fan's face.
As he walked towards Temujin, he waved his left fist to hit the flying weapons.
"Dangdangdang——"
Just hearing a sound like a storm, thirteen sharp weapons were knocked to the ground by Ye Fan, and they all turned into a pile of fragments.
Seeing Ye Fan smashing the weapon so calmly, the eyes of the Ironwood masters all jumped.
This innocent miraculous doctor is really terrible.
"die!"
When Ye Fan got closer to three meters away, Temujin stopped shooting the dagger, raised the long knife in his hand, and waved it at Ye Fan.
"Whoosh——"
The long knife whizzed out, drew a 180-degree arc, and spiraled toward the left side of Ye Fan's neck.
Ye Fan turned around and turned half of his body to face the long knife.
Then he stretched out his left hand and struck the blade of the long knife with one punch.
With a bang, the long knife broke into two pieces.
"The stars are brilliant!"
Temujin did not dodge, but roared, leaped into the air, and struck at Ye Fan like a meteor in the sky.
The sword was bright and the thunder was like a river bursting its banks, pouring towards Ye Fan.
"good."
There was a trace of emotion on Ye Fan's face: "Finally something looks good."
The next second, he raised his left hand and punched three times at the long knife.
"Bang bang bang!"
These three punches hit Temujin's long knife one after another. The long knife shadow stagnated slightly, and then quickly exploded.
Temujin's face changed slightly, as if he couldn't bear the terrifying force and flew backwards.
With three punches, Temujin retreated, shocking the elite Temujin not far away!
The young master has practiced martial arts for many years and is very powerful. He is a mythical master in the Xia Kingdom.
But he didn't expect that he would be forced back by Ye Fan's three punches.
"Punch me three more times!"
Ye Fan didn't waste the opportunity. He leaned forward and instantly closed the distance between the two parties.
The fist of his left hand flew out, and three more punches were struck.
"Dangdangdang——"
Temujin threw away the half-cut knife, raised his arms, stacked his palms, and blocked all the heavy punches.
But every time he blocked the attack, his face turned red and he was greatly shocked.
"Bang--"
With the third punch, Temujin fell out with a groan.
He knocked over two chairs on the way and didn't stop until he touched a pillar in the hall.
"Click——"
The tiles that were stepped on by Temujin cracked, as terrifying as a spider web.
It can be seen how amazing the strength Temujin can withstand.
Temujin wiped away the blood and said: The miracle doctor is indeed terrible.
"Ye Aniu, yes, you are qualified to be on top!"
Not far away, Temu Wuyue shouted:
"But you'd better deal with him within five minutes, otherwise we won't have a chance to break through."
"And Tang Beixuan never showed up, and Temujin didn't ask him to come out to help."
"Tang Beixuan is probably no longer in Shenjiabao."
"He might go to Wucheng himself to deal with the nephews of the five great families."
"People like him don't put all their eggs in the same basket."
"He asked Temujin to arrange for Xue Wuzong and his daughter to encircle and suppress the nephews of the five great families. He would also prepare a second plan to deal with Wang Qingwu and the others."
Tiemu Wuyue reminded Ye Fan: "Xue Wuzong's army cannot move out, and he may use other forces to strangle him."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan flashed and flew directly towards Temujin:
"Bang bang bang!"
Ye Fan leaned close to Temujin and punched twelve times in one go.
"die!"
Temujin also roared, rushed forward without retreating, and had a head-on confrontation with Ye Fan.
He tried his best to block twelve punches in a row.
"Bang bang bang!"
The two sides kept colliding, making loud noises and roaring.
The air currents in the hall were flying everywhere, causing not only the jewelry to clank, but also the carpet under the feet to shatter into powder.
The scene was quite chaotic.
It's just that Temujin is not as strong as Ye Fan, so every time he blocks an attack, he will take a step back.
After twelve punches, Temujin took twelve steps back.
Not only were his arms in severe pain, but blood also came out of his mouth and nose.
His breathing was as short as that of a farm cow.
Temujin's face looked crazy, ferocious, and aggrieved.
He is one of the few land masters in the Xia Kingdom, and he has been killing all over the world in recent years. In normal battles, one can defeat a hundred.
He originally thought that compared to Mark, he could block three hundred rendezvous even if they were further apart.
At least he has enough strength to escape.
This is also the reason why Temujin did not flee immediately or use a secret passage when he saw Ye Fan and Temuwuyue appear.
He wanted to take risks to lure Ye Fan and Temu Wuyue to attack, so that he could buy time to wait for reinforcements to come and surround them.
This is his territory. As long as the reinforcements open up a few corridors blocked by Temu Wuyue, they can surround Ye Fan and fight back.
This is the center blooming tactic.
Unexpectedly, he, a master of the realm, would be pressed down and beaten by Ye Fan.
Let alone fighting back, it is difficult to defend.
Ye Fan's power is really overbearing.
"Master! Master!"
Seeing Temujin being pressed down and beaten, many Temujin disciples wanted to rush over to help.
But Temu Wuyue stopped them with one against ten.
"Take another punch from me——"
Ye Fan punched out his thirteenth punch, hitting the two crossed wrists raised by Temujin.
The fist made a buzzing sound with a sonic boom.
"kill--"
Temujin shouted, his fighting spirit surged out, and he withstood Ye Fan's punch.
"Bang!"
His fist and wrist collided hard, and Ye Fan took three steps back.
