The old man in black fell to the ground from a high altitude.
The ground was shattered and the stones were splashing.
Zheng Qiankun and Wang Sanfeng thought the other party would fall to death, but the old man in black found nothing to do.
After falling to the ground, he only stopped for a second, then straightened his back and rushed towards Tang Pingfan like a phantom.
Zheng Qiankun's face changed drastically: "Kill him, kill him!"
Dozens of people raised their weapons and shot wildly.
A dense warhead poured over.
Just as the old man in black flashed, the bullets were all gone.
He soon rushed to the Tangmen's children.
Before the Tang family could move their guns, the old man in black started to land and knocked over a dozen people out.
He easily tore open the defense line of the Tangmen's children.
Then he stomped his left foot again, the ground shattered, and directly overturned the shields of the Tangmen's children.
Amazing force.
Wang Sanfeng subconsciously shouted: "Who are you?"
Ye Fan also looked over and saw the other person's eyes clearly, and he couldn't stop his eyelids from twitching.
The old man in black had his face burnt, without head and eyebrows, and his nose and mouth were pulled together, as if he had a nose ring.
But his ugly face not only makes people frightened, but his force also makes Ye Fan feel afraid.
He instinctively pulled Tang Pingfan and retreated a few meters.
The old man in black did not raise his eyelids and pushed forward without saying a word.
During this period, his hands and feet were shaken, avoiding all bullets, knocking off all crossbows, and overturning all the children of the Tang clan who were blocking them.
It is as powerful as a bamboo shoot.
His eyes were filled with sharpness, not strong or low-key, but it made people tremble.
Secretary Jiang did not say nonsense, waved his finger.
"kill!"
More than a dozen Tang Sect masters immediately screamed and rushed out.
The ugly old man didn't even look at it, but just stretched out his left hand and waved it lightly for a few times.
The weapons of more than a dozen Tang Sect masters instantly broke into two pieces, and then their hearts were hurt and they all spewed out blood and fell to the ground.
He all broke all his internal organs and died.
Zheng Qiankun drew a shot: "Your Excellency to give me a name?"
The ugly old man still did not respond and approached Tang Pingfan step by step.
"kill!"
Seeing the other party's momentum, two Zheng masters rushed towards the ugly old man.
The ugly old man's left hand is like lightning and as fast as the wind, exploring and grabbing in the air.
The daggers of the two Zheng masters were cut off, and they were also shook back several steps by the domineering force.
But when the body was not stable, the ugly old man raised his left hand.
Two cut-off swords shot out like meteors and directly penetrated into the chests of two Zheng guards.
Blood burst out instantly.
Then they fell to the ground.
At this time, the ugly old man had stepped over their bodies, and killed seven or eight more people with his hands waving.
A master of Yuan rushed over from the side.
The ugly old man kicked him away.
Then, he punched another Wang gunman.
The elite Wang family fell to fly in an instant and squirted out blood and died tragically.
No one can resist!
The ugly old man continued to move forward in an understatement, approaching Tang Pingfan step by step.
The murderous intent was not cut at all.
The five masters could not hold back, and roared and rushed out in one after another.
"Swoosh swish swish!"
The ugly old man still said nothing and waved his hands quickly.
The gestures are mysterious and vicious.
A series of fierce and fierce energy came wildly.
He walked past the crowd without any obstacles, unrivaled.
Amid a series of hissing sounds, the five elite soldiers fell down and blood flowed into a river.
"Swoosh--"
The ugly old man quickly broke through the defense line, then his body unfolded, and immediately appeared in front of Tang Pingfan and others.
He grabbed it with one hand.
That kind of degree is simply indescribable, and even the murderous aura is trembling with the plants and trees.
But Tang Pingfan still had a calm expression. He took five steps back with great stability when he grabbed the madmanly.
This space just made the white-skinned man raise up.
He shouted loudly: "Feng!"
A sword poked out from his sleeve and turned into a ray of fighting spirit.
The white-skinned man sealed the ugly old man's final kill!
"boom--"
A loud bang exploded, the knife shattered, and the claws were slightly chaotic.
The entire door was filled with dust.
The white-skinned man's sword cracked into pieces and fell.
The whole person also fell out and hit the shield and fell down.
Although the white-skinned man is strong enough, he still cannot withstand the attack of an ugly old man.
However, the ugly old man also took a step back this time.
"Swoosh--"
Before the ugly old man could react, Yuan Huihuang bullied himself and punched him out with a heavy punch.
The ugly old man turned his left hand into a fist and rushed out, directly having a head-on encounter with Yuan Huihuang.
"Bang--"
With a loud bang, Yuan Huihuang groaned and fell like a cannonball.
He bit his teeth, twisted in the air, and landed on the ground with a thump.
"flutter!"
He turned over and half knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
The fist then turned black.
It seems to be poisoned.
Ye Fan's face changed, and he immediately stepped forward, took out the pills and silver needles to detoxify Yuan Huihuang.
He has a good relationship with Yuan Huihuang, and with Yuan Qingyi's relationship, he can't let Yuan Huihuang have something to do.
The ugly old man also shaking his body, and his wrist trembled and took a step back.
He only took one step back when he injured two people in a row, and he had to say that he was strong enough.
Seeing Yuan Huihuang being poisoned, Zheng Qiankun's face changed: "You are poisonous and cruel enough to take action."
"Kill my genius in Yang Kingdom and destroy my hundred-year-old dragon garden. Why don't you say it's poisonous and cruel enough?"
The ugly old man finally squeezed out a hoarse sentence: "Those who offend my Yang Kingdom will be punished even if they are far away!"
At the same time, a strong pressure naturally appeared on him.
Ye Fan and his wife have experienced too much wind, rain and blood, and they can still act as if nothing happened.
But the elites of the five great masters couldn't help but show pain.
"You can fall from a high altitude and kill so many of me."
At this time, Tang Pingfan said lightly: "You should not be a mediocre person in Yang Country."
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I'll send you on the way."
The ugly old man flashed his eyes: "Five people should also taste the pain of severe damage to their vitality."
At this moment, the children of the Tang clan couldn't help but stand up.
They all felt a sharp murderous intent.
"Don't talk big."
At this time, Ye Fan, who had treated Yuan Huihuang's poisonous injuries, calmly walked forward a few steps and stared at the other party:
"Although you are very powerful and have indeed killed many of us, you no longer have the momentum of falling from high altitude."
"First, you have just advanced to the level and have not stabilized your level."
"The second is that our strength is beyond your expectations, otherwise you will not talk nonsense to us."
"With your aggressive nature, you are really sure to slaughter us. You will only slaughter us without saying a word."
He gave a straightforward way: "If you are not sure to kill us, then go."
Faced with his own momentum, Ye Fan was still calm, and the ugly old man couldn't help but show a look of praise.
Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "You underestimate me."
He took a casual step forward.
After taking this step, the murderous aura swept wildly, and the temperature in the surrounding air dropped rapidly.
The ugly old man looked cold and cruel, like a demon.
He raised his right hand high and made an extremely mysterious gesture, as if he was stroking a non-existent knife.