Ye Fan's hair exploded, and he once again felt the cunning of the Tang Three Kingdoms.
Two rounds of crossbow arrows that could not hurt themselves, and the eighteen discus with heavy thunder and small raindrops were not because of the poor skills of the Tang Dynasty, but because of the numbness of the Tang Dynasty.
Tang Sanguo, who had suffered a lot of losses, has been waiting for his own opportunity to relax.
This patience and this calculation are really too ruthless.
Ye Fan didn't even have a chance to turn around, let alone fight back.
If he stagnates a little, he will be hit in the back or die in the head by Tang Sanguo.
The shooting with all your strength is not as fast as the Tang Sanguo's speed, and there is a thick wall in front of it.
There was no way ahead and he couldn't turn back, so Ye Fan suddenly fell into a desperate situation.
But Ye Fan was not confused either.
Although Tang Sanguo insidiously numb himself, it also means that he was indeed seriously injured, otherwise he would not have done so many things.
As long as Tang Sanguo was seriously injured, Ye Fan could still withstand it.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan kept his swaying forward and pressed his left hand on his right shoulder.
The next second, he stopped slightly and turned his body.
At this moment of stagnation, Tang Sanguo's fist approached Ye Fan's body.
But Ye Fan also moved his body two centimeters sideways with this second.
Tang Sanguo's fist hit Ye Fan's right shoulder with a bang.
Ye Fan's dragon-slaying technique was also cast at the same time.
"flutter!"
"Um!"
Almost two dull sounds rang out together.
Ye Fan suffered severe pain in his shoulders, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he rushed forward hard.
Tang Sanguo lowered his right arm and retreated in anger and shock, as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.
There was a bloody blood on his fists and arms, and a burning blood hole on his shoulders.
It seemed that someone had scratched the whole arm.
He was so smoked.
He never expected that he had been numb and careful again and again, but he was still injured by Ye Fan just like before.
This kind of frustration is like a tiger in the forest rushing madness at a hedgehog.
Tang Sanguo gritted his teeth: "Zhu Zi, what is your killer move?"
He really couldn't figure out why he just couldn't avoid Ye Fan's killer weapon?
"Trust weapon?"
"Here you come!"
Ye Fan endured the pain and turned over, waving his hands with all his hands.
He shot the fragments of crossbow arrows caught on the ground and shot towards Tang Sanguo.
He also shouted in a simulated manner: "Jiujiujiu--"
Tang Sanguo's face changed drastically. He did not fight head-on, but stomped his feet and jumped upwards.
He rushed back to the roof like a bird.
Ye Fan roared: "Don't hide, eat my trump card!"
He followed the ejection, showing confidence that he could kill Tang Sanguo.
"Boom boom boom!"
This time, Ye Fan did not wait for the response from Tang Sanguo, only a series of earth-shaking loud noises.
When Ye Fan's face changed slightly and moved back towards the back door, the floor shook slightly and whirled.
The decorations inside the house suddenly turned around, like a trojan horse in an amusement park, almost causing Ye Fan to fall down unstable in the center of gravity.
Ye Fan slapped the wall and soared into a nearby window.
But before I could touch the window, a steel plate fell down, blocking Ye Fan's way.
Ye Fan instinctively retreated and rushed towards the door.
As a result, a few steel plates were blocked at the door.
Then more than a dozen steel plates appeared around him, blocking all the retreat and ways of going Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's body bounced towards the rooftop.
"boom!"
A 10,000-pound steel plate that fits tightly around it hit the top of his head.
"Tang Sanguo, you are so shameless!"
Ye Fan roared, endured the pain and raised his hands, and pushed towards the falling ten thousand kilograms of steel plate.
The thunderous force not only pressed Ye Fan down from mid-air, but also made his legs slightly bent.
Just as Ye Fan held the steel plate and was about to fly out, another arrogant force came from above the steel plate.
The power was surging and surging, and it penetrated Ye Fan's whole body.
Ye Fan groaned, and the power that was ready to go had to rush out to fight.
The two forces collided, and the steel plate was buzzing again.
The air sinks.
The crossbow arrows that Ye Fan stepped on were also shattered.
Ye Fan instantly turned into a bow and arrow that was broken at any time.
However, when Ye Fan's body bent to 75 degrees, he still withstood the heavy steel plate.
Ye Fan shouted again: "Tang Sanguo, do you only know these methods? You have the ability to fight to the death."
Tang Sanguo had already eased from his injury, and his voice came from his head again and again:
"Song Hongyan gave me a live burial to the ground."
"Today, I will also give her man a tooth-for-tit-shoulder coffin."
"I came out of the Great Buddha Temple alive, but I don't know if my good ex-son-in-law has this life?"
He smiled faintly: "I hope you can break through by yourself, or Jinyi Pavilion and others will save you in time."
Ye Fan spit out a breath of heat: "You are much better than me in martial arts. You dare not fight openly like this? Do you have to play these tricks?"
Tang Sanguo, who had suffered several losses from Ye Fan, was very calm and did not appear foolishly to attack Ye Fan:
"There is no way, I can't see through your killer weapon for the time being. I can't take the risk of attacking you anymore."
"After all, I still have a lot of things and a lot of blood feud to avenge."
"I want to keep a useful body."
"And I need you to live a little more time, too."
"You die too early, and you won't be able to attract the main players of Hengdian and Jinyi Pavilion."
"If you don't involve their eyes, how can I escape from Longdu smoothly?"
"Good son-in-law, GOOD-LUCK!"
Tang Sanguo smiled lightly, and then there was another loud noise.
The entire ground collapsed.
Ye Fan fell down with the "steel coffin"...
Within a few minutes, Ye Fan sank into the second floor, and all the debris and iron discus in the house were buried.
The vast Tang family villa is only left with a frame.
Tang Sanguo stood on the roof and watched Ye Fan fall into the ground with satisfaction.
Then he looked away as alert as an owl, his hands were not controlled and contained all his strength.
Just now, he felt an unprecedented danger, as if a tiger was locked by a hunter's gun.
He searched for no danger, but he was still very nervous.
It was not until Tang Sanguo saw a large number of Jinyi Pavilion cars rushing here that he relaxed slightly.
Then, he retracted and disappeared into the night without any trace.
Almost as soon as the front legs of Tang Sanguo disappeared, a crack sounded at the back door of the Tang family villa.
A match lit a white sand.
Ye Wujiu stood at the back door and vomited a mouthful of smoke.
He swept through the direction of Tang Sanguo's disappearance, then looked at the villa with heavy steel plates and the steel coffin trapped under the ground.
"Baby, I'm still a little younger."
Ye Wujiu smiled pamperedly, and then stomped his feet suddenly.
"Bang bang bang!"
In a series of loud noises, all the steel plates shattered, and the steel coffin that was trapped underground exploded.