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Chapter 2389: Take it back

Ye Fan recognized the one-armed man as a worshiper of the Zhong family.

That figure, that temperament, that incompleteness, is unique.

Ye Fan was shocked to see the Zhong family worship here.

It was even more shocked that Zhong Changqing did not attack him, but died together with Tang Yuanba.

But Ye Fan was surprised but he was not stupid enough to rush up to kill the enemy and catch people.

His first reaction was to pull Gongsun Qian back.

Ye Fan did not want to put Gongsun Qian in danger in order to take down the Zhong family's offerings.

The Tang Sect master who rushed over after hearing the news was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to deal with the scene in front of him.

"Bang bang bang--"

When Ye Fan pulled Gongsun Qian back ten meters, Zhong Changqing continued to scream.

His chest, shoulders, hands, feet, and prosthetics also made a series of explosions like firecrackers.

Streams of blood kept splashing out from him and Tang Yuanba.

It was like a bloody rain falling from mid-air.

“Ahhhh——”

As his body was constantly hurt, Tang Yuanba also roared and struggled like a trapped beast.

He wanted to separate from Zhong Changqing.

But no matter how hard he used, Zhong Changqing's prosthetic limb tightly clamped the remaining arm.

He completely locked up Tang Yuanba and did not give Tang Yuanba a chance to break free.

Ye Fan also saw that Zhong Changqing not only had a prosthetic limb, but also had several jets tied to both legs.

This gave him enough strength to soar into the sky.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, picked up a few stones on the ground, and waved his left hand.

The stone whizzed out.

Ye Fan didn't want to rescue Tang Yuanba, but wanted to keep Zhong Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Fan still has a lot of things to interrogate him.

At least Ye Fan should know how Zhong Changqing ran back to Longdu from the heavily guarded Baocheng.

Without Ye Tianri, a channel that can help you reach the sky, how can the Zhong family worshipers escape here and deal with Tang Yuanba?

"Dangdangdang--"

In the thought, a series of collisions sounded, and the jets exploded one after another.

The prosthetic clasp worshipped by the Zhong family was also broken by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was slightly surprised that his left arm had a much domineering force than before.

It seems that Bruenfu is really a big help.

"Bang--"

As the stone shot, the two men who soared into the sky rose to more than 20 meters, and then they lost their motivation and fell back to the ground.

This fall not only drooped dust, but also splattered blood again.

The bones also cracked and cracked, and I knew that they had broken a lot without checking them.

Both of them also looked painful on their faces.

However, he hugged Tang Yuanba's prosthetic limb tightly and threw it away, leaving the Zhong family worshipper and Tang Yuanba.

Blood is everywhere and tragic.

Gongsun Qian covered her mouth tightly, as if she had seen such a bloody scene for the first time.

Ye Fan also grabbed the woman's hand and stared at the two of them, trying to spy on their life and death.

"Um--"

At this time, Zhong Changqing, who fell to the ground, struggled to get up from the ground.

His chest and his limbs were not only blackened by smoke, but also blown up, fuzzy and bloody.

A bloody hole was also blown out of the abdomen.

A finger exploded.

The broken appearance of the broken limbs and arms makes it hard to believe that Zhong Changqing is still a living person.

But he did breathe a sigh of relief.

He stood up.

His eyes still flashed with the indomitable rebellion of life.

He looked at Tang Yuanba, still flashing crazy.

Compared to the Zhong family worshippers who can still stand up, Tang Yuanba's situation is even worse.

He lay motionless, covered in blood, four fingers exploded, and more than a dozen blood holes on his chest and back.

Not to mention standing up, it is difficult to survive.

"Kill, kill, kill—"

However, the Zhong family worshipper did not give up. In the thick smoke, he picked up a shot and dragged his injured leg forward.

In Zhong Changqing's plan, the two should continue to take off.

When he rose to about fifty meters, he stabbed the remaining poison needle in his prosthesis into Tang Yuanba’s back.

Then detonate the last blow-off bead inside the jet.

In this way, even if Tang Yuanba is not killed by poison, he can still be killed from a high altitude.

But unexpectedly, there was a little accident.

The blowing beads were not too late to explode and the height was not enough, so Zhong Changqing could not judge that Tang Yuanba was completely dead.

So he had to re-shot Tang Yuanba's head.

"Mr. Tang!"

"Protect Mr. Tang..."

At this time, several Tang clans who rushed over after hearing the news rushed out of the thick smoke.

But before they could rush towards Tang Yuanba, Zhong Changqing pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

The smoke of gunfire rose and the sound of gunfire sounded dull.

The three Tangmen bodyguards didn't understand what was going on, so they all burst into tears and fell to the sky and fell to the ground.

Zhong Changqing completely ignored them and continued to drag his injured leg forward.

The muzzle in his hand continued to shoot forward.

"Bang bang!"

Two more gunfires sounded.

Two Tangmen's children who crawled out of the ruins fell straight backwards, and their heads bloomed without a sound.

Then, Zhong Changqing shot another shot and killed the enemy who came from a distance.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Zhong family worshipped Tengsheng's evil spirit, his eyes were blood-red, as if he was possessed by a demon.

He also shot Tang Yuanba.

But the bullet didn't hit him in the head, but just hit Tang Yuanba, causing him to splash blood.

Zhong Changqing was dissatisfied and continued to get closer and continued to shoot.

"Protect Mr. Tang!"

When Zhong Changqing thumped and killed five enemies crawling out of the ruins.

The short gun in his hand also clattered and disappeared.

At the same time, four Tangmen swordsmen who rushed over from the outside rushed through the fire and smoke and rushed over.

The sword light flashed, and four Tangmen swords stabbed the back of the Zhong family worshipped.

The Zhong family worshiper had no strength to fight back, and had no time to hide, so he could only bear the powerful weapon on his back.

Only a few sounds of Dangdang were heard, and all four long swords stabbed the back of the Zhong family worshiper.

Just pierce the clothes, the sword can no longer penetrate.

There is no doubt that the Zhong family worshippers have armor on them.

"ah--"

However, the impact of the four long swords still caused Zhong Changqing's internal organs to be damaged.

He squirted out a mouthful of blood without control.

This also made him roar like a lion: "Ah—"

Then Zhong Changqing swept his backhand, and Dangdang cut off four long swords, and then swept it violently.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

The broken half-sword shot back, causing the four Tangmen children to tremble.

Four streams of blood splattered out, and four screams followed.

The four of them staggered to the ground.

"No one can stop me from killing Tang Yuanba, no one..."

Zhong Changqing whistled to the sky like crazy, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth but didn't care.

He rushed to Tang Yuanba like a wild beast.

He grabbed the half-broken sword and stabbed Tang Yuanba's eyebrows...

"flutter--"

At this moment, Tang Yuanba opened his eyes with the last breath.

Seeing the broken sword stabbed down, he was seriously injured and instinctively slapped the ground.

With a whoosh, Tang Yuanba avoided the Broken Sword and killed.

"It's not that easy to kill me..."

Then Tang Yuanba jumped up in the air, and the void of his right foot and toes instantly hit the sky, like a lotus blooming.

Regardless of his injuries, he ignored the pain of his broken fingers, and shouted and kicked Zhong Changqing in the chest.

"Bang bang bang--"

Zhong Changqing had no time to dodge, so he could only break his sword and resist it.

He ate the other party for more than a dozen times, and his chest was stuffy and blood flowed out.

Seeing that he could not withstand Tang Yuanba's dying attack, Zhong Changqing roared and let the other party hit his shoulder blade.

Then he took the opportunity to stab Tang Yuanba's abdomen with a sword.

"Bang--"

Tang Yuanba's face hurt, then he pressed his left foot and kicked Zhong Changqing out.

Zhong Changqing groaned, his body fell out, and his shoulders were bleeding.

"Sure enough, I still breathe a sigh of relief, but unfortunately I won't let you survive!"

Zhong Changqing rolled up and spurted blood from his mouth and nose, looking at Tang Yuanba with grim smile.

The remaining hand suddenly lifted up.

A thunder in the palm of your hand is about to be blown out.

"flutter!"

Before he could kill Tang Yuanba, he saw a flash of sword light and Zhong Changqing's arm hurt.

Then his whole arm fell to the ground.

Dripping blood.

"ah--"

Zhong Changqing screamed and fell to the ground.

Completely lost attack power.

A voice without too much emotion sounded from behind:

"I gave this palm thunder, so I'll take it back."

Ye Fan took Gongsun Qian up...


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