Bang bang bang—"

The huge Bear is good at attacking, and the Demoiselle is also good at attacking.

The two of them are not restrained, they are all domineering roads with wide openings and closings.

The fists and feet intersected intensively, and the dull collision sound that tugged at people's hearts was connected.

Every time the mad bear strikes and kicks, it seems like a cold wind blowing on his face, and his heart is pounding.

And the Demoiselle is also hard-hitting, which is breathtaking.

"Kill!"

After the Bear's successive attacks didn't work, his two arms regained strength and leaped out in stride.

He was on his toes, and his body was striking straight into him.

Rock breaker.

Instead of retreating, he stepped forward with his waist low, avoiding the bear hug that the wild bear could crush all his internal organs.

"Bang bang bang!"

Then his fists sank, and raindrops fell on the lower abdomen protected by the wild bear's hands, quite a Wing Chun artistic conception.

It's faster than lightning, and it's endless.

This series of attacks actually knocked the mad bear, which was originally rushing forward, back again and again.

Ye Fan picked up a broken knife and leaned against the wall to watch the play, not worried at all that the wild bear would fall behind.

Seeing this, Nangong Yan despised him for being ruthless and unjust, and he was not nervous about the life and death of the mad bear at all.

"Bang bang bang-"

Demoiselle, who had seized the first opportunity, leaned sideways and bent on his waist, clinging to the body of the mad bear, and slid out of the punch like a shadow.

Fist to palm, force through the heart.

The wild bear, who endured the continuous punch of Demoiselle, although he passively blocked the attack, did not lose his position, and retreated step by step in an orderly manner.

Demoiselle's eyes narrowed.

Then, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he leaned back to pull away, his hands jerking up.

Countless silver needles shot at the mad bear.

"Kill!"

The bear roared, waving his hands and sweeping most of the silver needles to the ground.

However, there were still more than a dozen nails in the weak spots of his body, which made a pain pass through the mad bear's eyes.

It also slowed him down.

Silver needles are poisonous

Seeing this, Nangong Yan couldn't help but exclaim: "Despicable!"

"Whoosh!"

Lisa Weng didn't care about Nangong Yan's spurning at all, and his slender arms shook again.

Two Hidden Arrows shot into the Bear's eyes.

In a fit of rage, the bear struck his arms to block the arrows that shot into his eyes.

"When—"

With a sharp sound, the sharp arrow fell to the ground.

"Whoosh-"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Demoiselle moved his footsteps, and kicked quickly and ruthlessly.

Right in the middle of the bear's navel.

"Bang!"

The bear flew out and slammed into the wall, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The two sides separated again.

"Whoosh-"

Demoiselle didn't stop there, flicking his ten fingers.

Ten crystal clear fishing lines shot out, entangled the mad bear's hands, and wrapped them around his feet.

The bear roared, and his strength skyrocketed, trying to break the shackles of the fishing line.

As a result, the tenacious fishing line not only did not break, but instead penetrated into his joints, making him unable to stop the corners of his mouth.

"Die. ”

With a flash of his right hand, he pulled out an extra Hidden Blade and stabbed at the bear's body.

Nangong Yan, who was fighting all the time, was like ashes: "It's over, it's over, the big man is dead." ”

Everything was as she expected, and Wild Bear was no match for Demoiselle.

"Can't die!"

Ye Fan's footsteps slipped sideways, and with a wave of his left hand, all the fishing lines were broken.

Then he pressed the sword and held the sharp sword of Demoiselle.

"Die!"

Lisa Weng didn't talk nonsense with Ye Fan, he punched Ye Fan out.

Ye Fan also punched out.

Fists like the wind.

In Nangong Yan's frightened eyes, Ye Fan punched on top of Demoiselle Weng's fist.

"Boom!"

The fists collided, and a muffled sound exploded.

Ye Fan's strength came out of his body, and the clothes on Demoiselle Weng's arm were shattered.

The joint of the fist was also broken in an instant, and the arm was twisted into a twist.

Lisa Weng also snorted, his face was pale and fell out of seven or eight meters, sweat dripping from his forehead like rain, and he looked at Ye Fan with a frightened expression.

Scrapped!

Nangong Yan and the two men in black were all stunned......

"Damn!"

"What's going on?"

"Why is Ye Fan's strength so terrifying?"

"How is that possible?"

Seeing Ye Fan abolish Demoiselle Weng's right arm with one punch, Nangong Yan couldn't help but rub her eyes violently, unable to believe this scene.

She couldn't accept it at all, the Demoiselle Weng, who had beaten her and the mad bear and had been famous for many years, was so vulnerable in Ye Fan's hands.

When Han Ziqi saw this scene, she also passed a trace of surprise, Ye Fan's power was beyond her imagination.

"Ye Fan—"

Demoiselle almost bit off her tongue before she could barely suppress the scream that reached her throat.

He looked at Ye Fan in shock and anger: "You dare to abolish me?"

Ye Fan pulled out the poisonous needle on the mad bear and gave him a seven-star life-sustaining pill:

"Originally, I didn't want to play a small role like you. ”

"My brother has accompanied you through tricks, just let you know the difficulties and retreat. ”

"But you are a poisonous needle, a sleeve arrow, and a fishing line, and you have dirty methods, I can't let my brother die unjustly. ”

Ye Fan was light: "So I'll give you a punch." ”

Demoiselle was furious: "I'm going to cut you with a thousand knives." ”

Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Without a hat to protect yourself, three moves are enough to kill you." ”

"Boy, I'll kill you. ”

Lisa Weng couldn't accept Ye Fan's contempt, he felt that he was careless for suffering a loss just now.

He roared and then rushed towards Ye Fan.

This time, the left hand that grabbed the sword contained all its power.

The sword keeps changing.

Ye Fan laughed noncommittally, and then flipped his palm slightly.

"Whew!"

His palm slammed into front of him with a half-beat.

In the face of Ye Fan's thunderous move, Demoiselle's gaze instantly turned cold, and he screamed, and his left hand kept shaking.

Countless sword shadows continued to superimpose, trying to crush Ye Fan's hand.

"Bang ......"

Another crash sounded.

With a scream, he stumbled off into the distance again, and threw four or five heels before hitting the wall and stopping.

His left hand still held the sword, but his shoulder blades collapsed.

The left arm was also scrapped.

"The third move. ”

Ye Fan didn't stop there, and instantly came to the struggling Demoiselle Weng.

He threw a third punch.

The fist rubbed against the air like sparks, and smashed in front of Demoiselle with a whistling sound.

"Whew!"

Demoiselle's arms were broken, so he could only spin his body and slash towards Ye Fan with his right foot.

"Bang!"

The fists and feet collided, and Lyric felt his right foot heat like a fire, and then lost his center of gravity with a click.

The ball of the foot is broken.

"Bang!"

When Demoiselle fell to the ground, Ye Fan kicked him in the jeep.

There was another loud bang, and Demoiselle fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Although he was not dead, he had lost his combat effectiveness, and his face was full of terror, and he wanted to move his body and run, but he could not move at all.

With two hands and one foot, all the meridians and bones were broken, and he was unable to fight again.

Nangong Yan and the two men in black opened their mouths again.

This Ye Fan was too fierce, and he beat Lisa Weng into a dog with three punches.

Thinking of her initial self-righteousness, Nangong Yan's cheeks became hot.

Ye Fan walked up to Lisa Weng, took away the weapons and hidden weapons on his body, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Would you like to tell me what kind of secret Long Tianao has?"

"Show you a little value, I think that you are wasted like this, you can survive. ”

Ye Fan's voice was very soft: "If you don't say it, I'll cut off your neck with a fishing line, you know, it's very painful." ”

"Ye Fan, if you have a kind, kill me. ”

Demoiselle spat out a mouthful of blood: "I tell you, I will never give in." ”

"Dangdang!"

Ye Fan's hands were wrong, the knife was broken, and he flew out with a whoosh.

The two men in black screamed miserably, clutching their throats and falling to the ground.

"Throw him in the car and give him another sword. ”

Ye Fan stood up and gave an order to the mad bear: "This sword, put it in his mouth." ”

Lisa Weng roared angrily: "Ye Fan, what are you going to do? ”

"Smack-"

Bear slapped Demoiselle in the face, then shoved him into the jeep and put a Hidden Blade in his mouth.

"If you want to kill yourself, you will kill yourself. ”

Ye Fan said lightly: "I hope you don't let me down!"

Bear then backhanded the door.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, the car door isolated Lisa Weng's struggle, and also cut off Nangong Yan's sight......