But Zhalong still didn't die. Instead, he hit his heart and then ejected.
He grabbed a long knife again and rushed towards the masked old man with a powerful force.
The indomitable move forward forced the masked old man to retreat continuously. A series of dazzling and cold sword lights made the masked old man feel a little interested.
He seemed to be unable to figure out where Zhalong got his fighting power. You must know that the punch just now had at least seriously injured Zhalong, but it looked like he was fine.
The masked old man didn't know what was going on, but in the face of this lunatic's murderous attack, he took two steps back in an understatement.
"Your evil barrier is stronger than I thought. It's really a rare product. It's a pity that I don't have time to keep you here to experiment."
"This is dooming you to die tonight!"
The masked old man sighed: "What a pity, what a pity!"
The iron lady's mouth was dry: "Master Yunding, hurry up, kill Zhalong quickly, this evil obstacle wants to kill me now."
The masked old man said calmly: "Don't worry, neither he nor Mark can escape."
"Hoo ho!"
At this time, blood was constantly flowing from the corner of Zhalong's mouth. His injuries became more serious with large movements, but his fighting power became even more fierce.
He seemed to have returned to his prime in a short period of time, as powerful as a mad tiger, fierce and domineering.
Facing Zha Long's attack, the masked old man took a few steps back, then stopped suddenly and stamped on the ground suddenly.
A pair of hands stretched out at the same time, and the moment the long knife landed on his head, they suddenly straightened and clamped the sharp blade tightly.
Zha Long's originally irrational eyes suddenly flashed an extremely strange look.
At the same time he whistled.
"Pop!"
As soon as the whistle sounded, Han Jianfeng pressed himself against the masked old man from behind and hugged him.
His eyes were blood red, and his whole body was pouring out all his strength, as strong as an iron hoop!
When the face of the masked old man changed slightly, Zhalong's stagnant body suddenly exploded, and he released the handle of the knife without any warning.
He also hugged the masked old man and bit him on the arm.
The Iron Lady screamed: "Master Yunding, be careful!"
"Die, evildoer!"
The masked old man finally became angry, roared, and then slapped Zha Long on the head.
Hearing a loud noise, Zhalong's head exploded and he fell to the ground bleeding.
Then the masked old man roared angrily and released all his strength.
There was another loud noise, and Han Jianfeng was thrown away more than ten meters, fell heavily to the ground and fainted.
"Go to hell!"
The masked old man didn't seem to be able to resolve his hatred, so he stepped on Zha Long's neck again, killing him so hard that he could no longer die.
Zhalong fell to the ground with a distorted face, but his blood-red eyes and face were half less violent. It seemed that he was happy enough to take that bite.
When the Iron Lady saw the dead Zha Long, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her serious worries were finally gone.
It's a pity that she can't go back either.
"The evil! The evil! The evil!"
The masked old man touched the blood on his arm and yelled three more times.
Then he leaned forward again and grabbed Han Jianfeng with one hand, as if he wanted to kill him and let out a bad breath.
"Old thief, give me a knife!"
Ye Fan shot forward without hesitation.
He stepped on the void and slashed out with a knife. The speed was so fierce that it seemed like a sonic boom.
The masked old man shouted angrily: "Zhu Zi, you are seeking death!"
He pushed horizontally with one palm, and the energy poured out overwhelmed Ye Fan.
The sharp tip of the knife touched this surging energy, and a bright light suddenly burst out.
The next second, with a bang, the entire long knife turned into pieces and fell to the ground, and Ye Fan fell back to the ground with a groan.
The energy poured out by the masked old man also disappeared without a trace.
"Old thief, he is really powerful!"
Ye Fan wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and laughed: "But you are still close to killing me."
The masked old man's face was livid. Ye Fan defeated him with such an overwhelming blow, which made him feel extremely complicated. He was getting better every time he met.
The most depressing thing is that Ye Fan's martial arts acceleration is faster than him.
He tried his best to temper, relying on high-tech potions and natural materials and treasures, and barely grew by one point, but Ye Fan grew by three points.
If this continues, it will become increasingly difficult to kill Ye Fan.
Thinking of this, the masked old man shouted: "Die!"
He yelled at Ye Fan, but his figure rushed towards Han Jianfeng, seemingly determined to deal with Han Jianfeng.
Ye Fan did not pursue, he just grabbed a gun and fired all the shots at the Iron Lady.
"Bang bang bang!"
When he heard the gunfire, the masked old man could only stand in front of the Iron Lady, waving his black robe to block all the bullets.
He laughed angrily: "Zhu Zi, you are extremely shameless."
Ye Fan took the opportunity to grab Han Jianfeng and threw him into the woods. Then he looked at the masked old man and smiled lightly:
"Old thief, you are despicable and shameless. You and I are the same. Stop talking nonsense and start fighting."
"You kidnapped so many of my brothers and sisters, it's time for you to have a taste of my trump card."
"The last few times I used my trump card to attack you, you quickly dodged it."
"But today, I have mastered the dragnet, and my trump card is ten times more powerful than before."
Ye Fan put on a praying mantis fist posture: "Be prepared to die."
"Shuzi! Shuzi!"
The masked old man stared at Ye Fan and smiled ferociously: "You have repeatedly ruined my good deeds, and today you have ruined my overall situation. You must die."
Not only did they release Zha Long to ruin his battle at the top of the sky, but they also locked him here to practice and disrupted his breakthrough.
As long as he is given one more night, he can make his body even more powerful and approach the stage of invulnerability.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan disrupted his last move, causing him to lose several of his men, and Han Jianfeng was also disabled.
Even he was bitten by Zhalong. Although he was suppressed by medicine, he didn't know if there were any sequelae, so he was full of anger towards Ye Fan.
"Tang Sanguo, it's obvious that you are shameless and have no bottom line. How can you have the nerve to accuse me of ruining your overall situation?"
"Let's not talk about Hua Jieyu and the others, but Han Jianfeng, are you worthy of him?"
"My brother-in-law has been in the Tang family for many years, and he has always treated you with great respect, but you went crazy and destroyed him."
Ye Fan complained: "You are a big boss who lives a small life, but you have made him a human being and a ghost. Tang Sanguo, won't your conscience hurt?"
The Iron Lady narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured: "Tang Three Kingdoms? Not the Song Dynasty..."
Halfway through, she realized that she had made a mistake again and quickly stopped.
The masked old man's voice deepened: "Do you hate your ex-father-in-law so much? Otherwise, how could you think of me as Tang Sanguo?"
Ye Fan shouted: "Tang Sanguo, it's already this time, what's the point of pretending? You and I know your true face."
The masked old man sneered: "Boy, haven't you ever heard that there is a gap between the heart and the belly? Seeing is believing, and everything else is false."
"Whether it's true or not, you and I will know after a bloody battle."
Ye Fan twisted his neck: "Don't you want a battle in the sky? Tonight you and I will have a fair duel."
"If you lose, let Dean Hua and the others go free. I will reveal your true identity and bring you to justice."
"I lose. If you kill me, you will have no rival in Pakistan. You can be your Yunding Lord. Of course, the Iron Lady will be abolished!"
Ye Fan took a step forward: "Come, let's decide not only the outcome, but also life and death!"
"die!"
The masked old man didn't talk nonsense. He stretched out a hand and grabbed Ye Fan from afar.
"boom!"
The air crackled.
The air between the two seemed to be compressed, and Ye Fan lost his center of gravity.
Ye Fan was like a fallen leaf being sucked in by the masked old man.