Hearing that ticking sound, Ye Fan knew that something serious was going on.
He hugged Yuan Qingyi and rolled out as quickly as possible.
At the moment when the explosion sounded into the sky, Ye Fan slapped the ground and was ejected.
He felt the violent lethality contained in this explosion.
"boom!"
Ye Fan held Yuan Qingyi in his arms and just bounced off the ground, when a big hole appeared in the hill.
A large ball of flame then bloomed in mid-air.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
This explosion is not the end, on the contrary, it is the beginning.
Before the aftermath had settled, the explosions sounded again intensively and extremely quickly.
Countless loud noises merged into a roaring dragon, shaking the eardrums with huge momentum.
The earth trembled, the mountains shook, the landslides and the ground cracked. This was Ye Fan's conditioned reflex.
The flames and air waves rolled and swallowed up the two figures.
Ye Fan felt as if several of his hairs had been burned off.
But what made his expression completely change was that a large cloud of black smoke enveloped him.
It is like a wild beast, constantly expanding and expanding in the explosion, swallowing up the grass, trees and people on the hills.
The smoke also carries a pungent smell.
Deadly poison gas.
"Master Ye, let's go!"
Yuan Qingyi also smelled the lethality of the black smoke, shouted and pushed Ye Fan's chest.
Ye Fan was unprepared and was pushed by Yuan Qingyi with all his strength, and his body flew dozens of meters away in an instant.
He passed directly through the black smoke and stayed away from the center of the explosion.
However, Yuan Qingyi rebounded and fell to the ground, swallowed by a large puff of black smoke.
Ye Fan's expression changed drastically: "Qing Yi——"
"boom--"
Just as Ye Fan twisted his body to shoot back, there was a final explosion amidst the fire and thick smoke.
All vegetation and rocks were overturned, and the entire top of the mountain was flattened.
Ye Fan, who rushed back, was also kicked up by the air waves seven or eight times, and his clothes were sprayed with more than a dozen holes by the fire.
Yuan Qingyi fell even more miserably. He was first engulfed by black smoke, and then was carried up more than ten meters by the air wave.
The rocks and mud were like waves crashing on the shore, and they hit her body!
"flutter!"
Yuan Qingyi spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, like a kite falling to the ground with its string broken.
Before she could struggle, the mud drowned her with a crash.
Then countless burning vegetation fell down.
Flames radiate.
Black smoke envelops
"Qingyi——"
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan roared and rushed back regardless of the explosion or the poisonous gas.
He rushed through the thick smoke and fire and slid to Yuan Qingyi's position as quickly as possible.
He swept away the burning vegetation with his kick, and then raked the dirt with his hands like crazy.
The power of this wave of explosions far exceeded Ye Fan's imagination.
This is even the strongest explosion he has encountered since his debut.
But he never expected that Yuan Qingyi would sacrifice himself to protect him.
While he was moved, he was also extremely scared, worried that Yuan Qingyi would die in an accident.
The flames made his body hurt, the poisonous gas made his blood flow to his heart, and his skin became red and swollen due to the poison.
Ye Fan was furious, and the enemy's brutality made him murderous.
He gritted his teeth and injected a piece of white light to dissolve the poisonous energy and injuries.
Then, he continued to rescue Yuan Qingyi with all his strength.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
Ye Fan dug with his hands like hot wheels, causing dirt and gravel to fly everywhere.
His fingers were bleeding and his arms were burned, but he didn't care, he just wanted to dig out Yuan Qingyi as soon as possible.
A moment later, Ye Fan touched Yuan Qingyi's body.
With a flick of his finger, he swept the dirt off the woman's head and took her out.
Soon, Yuan Qingyi, whose whole body was steaming, was lying in Ye Fan's arms.
Most of the three thousand black hair was burned off, many of the clothes were torn into pieces, and there were many scars on the hands, feet and neck.
Two ribs were also broken by gravel.
The arrow wound on his back that had just healed started to spurt out blood again.
The mouth and nose are black, indicating severe poisoning.
What made Ye Fan's eyes tremble the most was that half of Yuan Qingyi's pretty face was burned.
He was bleeding constantly and was contaminated with poisonous gas.
This made Ye Fan feel a pain in his heart.
For women, appearance is often more important than life.
"flutter!"
But before Ye Fan could recover, Yuan Qingyi straightened up and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Body functions decline rapidly.
"Qingyi, Qingyi!"
Ye Fan came back to his senses and shouted loudly.
Then, he poured all the white light he had accumulated from treating the disciples of the Wu Meng these days into the woman without reservation.
Ye Fan didn't consider his own safety at all at this moment.
As soon as Bai Mang lost, Yuan Qingyi's breathing returned to calmness, and his body gradually stabilized.
The burned half of the face also stopped bleeding.
It's just that people haven't woken up yet.
Ye Fan held the woman's hand: "Qingyi, I won't let anything happen to you."
"One group, search the east side, and the second group, search the west side."
At this moment, amid the billowing smoke and fire, Ye Fan caught twelve figures approaching from both sides:
"Three groups, stop the disciples of the Martial Alliance."
"This big explosion, mixed with the shark mustard gas we bought for 30 million yuan, is enough to kill Ye Fan and the others ten times a hundred times."
"But the president said that his death must be confirmed."
A hoarse and familiar voice sounded coldly: "After working for so long, it must be done smoothly."
Ye Fan shook his body and recognized who the other party was.
A powerful warrior from the Arctic Chamber of Commerce and a master of hair extensions, he was also the one who kicked half of his face to pieces.
Xiong Ba.
As Xiong Ba's command was issued, twelve voices responded in unison: "Yes!"
Then, twelve people wearing gas masks and holding weapons carefully walked through the smoke and fire.
They searched layer by layer, seemingly determined to see Ye Fan's body.
Xiong Ba also stepped forward to take a look in person.
His face was half collapsed, and his legs and feet were weak, but he still gave off the arrogant aura of a strong man.
"call--"
A gust of mountain wind blew by, the black smoke dispersed, and the fire dimmed.
The vision of Xiong Ba and the twelve masked men suddenly became clear.
There was one more person in front of them.
Ye Fan, with tattered clothes and blood splattered from the corner of his mouth, stood not far away like a javelin.
His face was full of murderous intent and fierceness.
"Ye Fan!"
Xiong Ba and the others almost screamed in surprise.
Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.
Xiong Ba never thought that Ye Fan could survive such a big explosion and shark mustard gas.
This is simply not human.
Then, Xiong Ba's face changed dramatically and he shouted: "Shoot, kill him!"
The twelve people hurriedly raised their weapons to shoot.
"Hurt me, Qing Yi, and die!"
Ye Fan roared, and the next second, his figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared from the sight of Xiong Ba and others.
Before Xiong Ba and the others could lock onto Ye Fan again, Ye Fan appeared in front of the person at the front.
"boom--"
He punched out angrily.
There was a loud noise, and the enemy was smashed to pieces by his punch.
The sky is filled with blood.
Ye Fan didn't stop. He turned around again and appeared in front of another person.
Boom, another punch.
The enemy didn't even scream, and turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
Xiong Ba's mouth went dry and he shouted: "Shoot, shoot!"
The remaining ten people pulled the trigger, and bullets poured into Ye Fan.
But Ye Fan avoided it with a flick of his body.
Then he appeared in front of the third person. When the latter retreated in panic, Ye Fan punched him.
Snapped!
The enemy's heart was punched out by Ye Fan.
Then, Ye Fan appeared in front of the fourth, fifth, sixth... and twelfth enemy.
"Bang bang bang——"
Ye Fan is like a killing god. He beats up all the Arctic Team with one punch and one punch after another.
Whether it was a gun or a knife, whether the opponent was attacking or fleeing, Ye Fan would punch him directly.
In the blink of an eye, all twelve Arctic elites fell in a pool of blood.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, staring blankly, as if they didn't believe that there were such horrible people in this world.
Killing them, Ye Fan turned around and walked towards Xiong Ba.
"Ye Fan, if you kill twelve of my brothers, do you know the consequences?"
Seeing Ye Fan walking towards him with red eyes, Xiong Ba raised the gun in his hand and shouted:
"Ye Fan, I am the veteran of the Arctic Chamber of Commerce. If you kill me, the price will be very heavy!"
"The Arctic Chamber of Commerce not only has warriors, money, but also high-tech killing weapons, which you cannot afford to offend..."
Xiong Ba warned Ye Fan with a stern look at first, but in the middle of the sentence, he probably didn't even believe him, so he turned around and ran away.
He was injured, but he still ran faster than a rabbit.
Soon, he ran out dozens of meters.
But just when Xiong Ba was about to call for the blocking team to come to help, there was already a fierce wind behind him.
Xiong Ba subconsciously turned his head and saw Ye Fan falling from the sky, stepping on him like a god.
"asshole!"
Xiong Ba had no time to shoot, so he could only roar and cross his hands to resist Ye Fan.
The hands and feet touched each other and there was a loud noise.
"boom--"
Countless thick smoke was dispersed.
There was a hole in the ground, and Xiong Ba lay on the ground with his eyes open.
His arms were broken, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his head was cracked.
