When Zheng Junqing and Wang Qingwu's expressions changed dramatically, Zhuo Yiyi gave an order:
"shoot!"
Almost at the same moment, twelve martial arts masters raised their left hands.
Seventy-two crossbow arrows were shot out instantly.
The crossbow arrows are not as powerful as the bullets fired, but they are all contaminated with toxins.
Once shot or wiped, the opponent will be immediately numbed.
However, the Indian woman remained calm-faced, holding on to her black robe with one hand to guard against a sneak attack by bullets, and stretched out two slender fingers to click with her other hand.
The fingertips appear weak and soundless.
But when he clicked on the incoming crossbow arrows, they roared.
It was as if those two fingers were not fingers, but ancient divine weapons that had been born for thousands of years.
Ding, ding, ding, as fast as nails driven into a coffin.
Dang Dang Dang!
The next second, there was a sound of metal falling to the ground.
The crossbow arrows that enveloped the past were all hit by India's fingers, and none of them missed.
Each crossbow arrow immediately fell vertically when it hit the opponent's fingertips.
One by one, they were like birds whose wings were suddenly broken and hit the floor heavily.
In an instant, Inpo's front and back were covered with crossbow arrows, like wild weeds.
But it didn't hurt her hair at all.
When all the crossbow arrows failed, Inpo shouted again: "Pour them all on me."
She stamped her left foot violently, and dozens of crossbow arrows shot up.
Inva then swept across with one hand.
Dozens of crossbow arrows were reflected and all enveloped the disciples of the Martial Alliance.
The faces of the disciples from the Martial Alliance changed drastically, and they swung their swords to block, but they fell out with a groan in a series of collisions.
They were not hit by the crossbow arrows, but the power of the crossbow arrows made them vomit blood.
The knife in his hand also broke and fell to the ground.
The six geniuses turned around and arrived in front of Inva like butterflies flying.
The six swords stabbed him in unison.
Inpo's expression did not change and she waved her sleeves.
A brute force struck six hidden blades.
The six geniuses groaned and fell back with their swords.
All of them looked painful, with dark marks on their pretty faces.
They hurriedly took out the Qixing Jiedu Pills and ate them.
So powerful.
Zheng Junqing and others exclaimed: This Indian woman is really not simple.
A trace of solemnity also flashed in Zhuo Yiyi's eyes, this guy is indeed domineering.
Only Miao Fenglang and Atagu's eyes became more and more intense, as if wolves who had been hungry for many years had seen meat.
Inpo did not take advantage of the victory to pursue the victory, but clapped her hands, looked at Ye Fan and sneered:
"Boy, it doesn't matter if the poison can't defeat you. I can knock you down with my fists and kicks."
"It just takes a little more time."
"I will give you one last chance to hand over Mr. Shen and the Sword God, and then follow me to the Shen family."
"Oh, no, you have to cut off one of your arms. This is punishment for your challenge just now."
"If you cooperate with me, I can spare your life."
"Otherwise, I will kill all your men, capture you, break your limbs, and then feed you the most torturous poison."
She is very strong: "I will make your life worse than death."
Although India seemed like nothing happened, Ye Fan clearly caught a drop of sweat on her forehead.
Although Inpo was strong and domineering enough, the repeated attacks of warheads and crossbow arrows still cost her some strength.
Faced with the threat from India's superiority, Ye Fan smiled noncommittally:
"If you want me to go to the Shen family, you are not strong enough."
He remained calm and calm: "I can let you keep company with the Sword God and Shen Changfeng."
"Not strong enough?"
Yinpo's eyes suddenly became sharp, and her eyes that could see through people were shot directly at Ye Fan:
"Boy, you not only sit in a well and look at the sky, but you are also arrogant."
"It seems that if you don't wash out the entire Star Building tonight with blood, you won't know what the sky is and the sky is high."
The Indian woman’s laughter was particularly eerie and strange in the restaurant:
"I'm telling you, no matter how many people are around you, they actually can't protect you."
"If you don't value their lives, I won't mind killing them all."
boom!
As soon as the words fell, Inpo's body shook, and a ray of light shot out of his eyes.
His whole body exuded overwhelming fighting spirit and murderous aura.
The murderous aura is as real as the essence, and people can feel the bloody howl from the murderous aura.
The space seems to be distorted, clustered and surging on the top floor.
The tyrannical murderous intent rushed towards them, and the twenty injured Wang Zheng gunmen could not bear the pressure.
They felt it became extremely difficult to breathe, then their vision went dark, they spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
The twelve martial arts masters also had their hearts beating violently.
Although they were not unconscious, their expressions were still very painful.
All the companions hurriedly stretched out their hands to support them so that they did not fall to the ground.
Wang Qingwu and Zheng Junqing, who were hiding behind, were also biting their lips, looking like they were about to fall down at any time.
The aura of Indian Po is really intimidating.
Zhuo Yiyi and the six geniuses were also shocked again.
They didn't expect that the Indian woman in front of them was so powerful, and her skills were probably not inferior to Ye Fan's.
However, they did not have much fear, and they drew their weapons to protect Ye Fan.
"Snapped!"
Ye Fanfeng Qingyundan snapped his fingers, instantly breaking through the overwhelming murderous aura and fighting spirit of the Indian Po.
The discomfort and suffocation in everyone's minds were instantly eliminated, and everyone felt a lot more relaxed.
This also refreshed their spirits. Ye Fan easily broke through the pressure of the Indian Po, which also showed that Ye Fan was able to suppress the opponent.
In fact, Yinpo also showed a hint of surprise, and was very surprised by Ye Fan's strength.
"Inpo, if you want to play, let's have some fun with you."
At this time, Ye Fan spoke indifferently: "Miao Fenglang, Atagu, take down the Indian Po."
Miao Fenglang's huge body has a fierce fighting spirit, like a war tiger looking up to the sky and roaring: "Fight."
Atagu also moved forward one meter, staring at the Indian woman like a wild beast, ready to kill him at any time.
Faced with the threat of the two big men, India showed no fear and faced it with a sneer:
"No wonder you dare to challenge me. It turns out that I still have two capable people under my command."
"It's a pity that they look powerful, but they still act like a mantis against me and don't overestimate their capabilities."
Inpo was very proud: "In ten rounds, I can deal with them!"
Ye Fan's eyes and expression did not change at all, he still lazily leaned on the chair: "Take it down!"
Miao Fenglang and Atagu shot out of the Indian woman.
Inva roared: "Death!"
She stamped her foot suddenly, shaking the crossbow arrows and bullets, and then pushed with both hands.
Countless crossbow bolts and projectiles were poured towards everyone present indiscriminately.
Her wrist also shot out two large puffs of green smoke.
There were also many poisonous needles in the thick smoke.
Both sinister and poisonous!
"Shameless!"
Seeing warheads and crossbow arrows flying everywhere, Miao Fenglang and Atagu's expressions changed slightly.
They stood in front of the unconscious Wang Zheng gunner and Wu Meng bullet, waving their hands to sweep away all the crossbow arrows and warheads.
Zhuo Yiyi and the six geniuses also flashed their weapons and waved them.
They swept away all the poisonous needles in the thick smoke to prevent these things from harming Ye Fan and the others.
But India took this opportunity to slip out.
With a bang, Indian Po knocked several of Zhuo Yiyi's people away, then shrank to the ground and was in front of Ye Fan in an instant.
Before the astonished Wang Qingwu and Zheng Junqing could react, Yinpo's hand suddenly swelled.
A strange hand crossed the table and grabbed Ye Fan's neck.
