"What's that?"

A group of strong men couldn't help but look back when they heard the sound.

I saw a young man with a girl in his arms, and he ran towards them behind a big tree.

It was Ye Fan and Liu Ling'er.

Hou Zhengyang chased after them, so fast that they were dazzled.

This group of strong men suddenly saw the two people falling from the sky, and they couldn't help but be startled.

At this moment, Ye Fan was also bitter in his heart, this special Hou Zhengyang was too tendonous, no matter how he ran, the distance between the two was always kept within fifty meters, and as long as Ye Fan relaxed a little, the distance was quickly pulled in.

However, looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Fan's face became a little weird.

Ye Fan didn't have time to think about it so much, his figure flashed, and he came to the side of the bald man.

The bald man only felt that his eyes were sparkling, and then the submachine gun in his hand was snatched away by Ye Fan.

This frightened the bald head, and he suddenly shuddered all over, and subconsciously shouted: "What... What people!"

But Ye Fan ignored him, turned around and raised the submachine gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger on Hou Zhengyang behind him without thinking about it.

"Da Da Da!"

A burst of gunfire.

Immediately, Ye Fan saw a shocking scene.

Although the bullets that shot out accurately hit Hou Zhengyang, these bullets only burst out a few sparks when they hit his body, and Hou Zhengyang's skin didn't even leave a trace, let alone make him bleed and hurt!

This special Sumeru divine light is too perverted, right, this can even resist bullets?

Ye Fan can be regarded as another long experience, the strength of the cultivators sent by the gate of Xuefeng Mountain is really strong, and the most important thing is that their exercises are really unexpected!

Seeing Ye Fan sweeping at Hou Zhengyang with a gun, and then seeing that Hou Zhengyang was hit but didn't break a little skin, everyone couldn't help but show a ghost-like expression.

Hou Zhengyang's face was also gloomy and terrifying, because the effect of his Sumeru divine light was almost to the limit, once the Sumeru divine light was too effective, then, he would be subjected to a very strong backlash, almost equivalent to wasting half a life, so Hou Zhengyang knew that he had to kill Yefan before this!

"Lao Tzu tore you!" Hou Zhengyang's face was hideous, and he roared at Ye Fan.

Seeing that Hou Zhengyang was getting closer and closer to this side, Liu Ling'er gritted her teeth, broke free from Ye Fan's embrace, and then quickly snatched the micro rush in the hands of the two strong men, and shot directly at Hou Zhengyang.

Ye Fan also raised his gun again, and cooperated with Liu Ling'er to shoot frantically.

"Dada-da-da!"

Almost all the bullets hit Hou Zhengyang's body.

However, Hou Zhengyang was unmoved, and even his speed was not affected.

In the blink of an eye, Hou Zhengyang came to Ye Fan's face, and slapped Ye Fan with all his palm.

Ye Fan's heart jumped, this Nima's couldn't hide, so he could only fight hard!

So, he hurriedly threw the gun in his hand aside, raised all his energy and gathered it on his right fist, and smashed it towards Hou Zhengyang's chest.

"Hmph!" Hou Zhengyang snorted coldly, he had almost exhausted all his strength in this move, this blow must kill this kid!

Seeing that Ye Fan's punch was not weak, Hou Zhengyang didn't pay attention to it at all, because at this moment, the effect of the Sumeru divine light on his body had not disappeared, and his body was extremely hard, Hou Zhengyang didn't even bother to defend, and let Ye Fan's punch fall on his chest.

Ye Fan's eyes are blood-red, he is also extremely confident in his physical strength, and Ye Fan can only gamble, betting that Zhengyang's palm will not kill him!

And if his full force blow, if he can hit Hou Zhengyang's chest, maybe he still has a chance!

The current situation is almost a dead end, and there may be a glimmer of life if you choose to work hard, but if you don't fight, then you will definitely die!

What's more, Liu Linger still has the ability to act now, even if she falls, she can win a glimmer of life for this little Lori.

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Hou Zhengyang's mouth, and a strong palm hit Ye Fan's chest.

At the same time, Ye Fan's punch also smashed Hou Zhengyang's chest!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

Facts have proved that underestimating the enemy is indeed a taboo for cultivators!

Before, the young master of their Yin Yang Gate was because he despised Ye Fan, and as a result, Ye Fan was directly sent to the West Heaven with a punch.

When Ye Fan's fist smashed into Hou Zhengyang's chest, a faint pale red light suddenly flashed.

Immediately afterwards, the cruel smile on Hou Zhengyang's face suddenly froze, and his eyes suddenly widened!

"Poof!"

The next moment, Hou Zhengyang's body was directly blown away, spurting a mouthful of blood, and a pale red fist mark was clearly printed on the skin that couldn't even be hit by bullets!

And Hou Zhengyang's palm also slapped firmly on Ye Fan's chest.

"Poof!"

Ye Fan spewed a mouthful of blood without any suspense, and his body fell to the ground at great speed like a kite with a broken string!

Liu Ling'er's pretty face turned pale, and she hurriedly rushed over and hugged Ye Fan's falling body.

However, because Liu Ling'er was hit by Hou Zhengyang's palm before and suffered serious internal injuries, the moment she caught Ye Fan, Liu Ling'er's body was unstable, so she fell to the ground with Ye Fan, and then, the two of them rolled down to the middle of the temple crowd and a large group of strong men.

"Night... Ye Fan, how are you, are you okay!" Liu Ling'er's pretty face was full of horror, and she hurriedly helped Ye Fan up.

Ye Fan didn't even have the strength to speak, and two ribs on his chest were broken, but fortunately, his life was still there.

On the other side, Hou Zhengyang spurted out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and then got up from the ground with difficulty.

Damn, it's evil!

That kid's punch just now almost broke through the defense of Sumeru's divine light, not only that, but he was also shocked by this punch and injured his internal organs!

Hou Zhengyang is really unbelievable, this kid is only in the middle stage of Jindan, but why is his combat power so amazing?

And, what kind of punch is this?

You know, just now, even under the protection of Sumeru's divine light, he was still hurt, if it weren't for the protection of Sumeru's divine light, this kid's punch wouldn't have killed him?

But that kid was also slapped by himself just now, so he should be hanging up at this moment, right?

Thinking so, Hou Zhengyang's gloomy gaze looked towards Ye Fan.

The next moment, Hou Zhengyang's face changed, that kid was not dead!

Is this kid a monster?

He slapped his palm with all his might, and he couldn't even beat an injured rookie in the middle of Jindan, which was a big joke!

Looking at Yefan's bone age, he is only in his twenties, but his strength can be so strong, it is unbelievable.

Hou Zhengyang's face became more and more gloomy, he must not let this kid grow up, he must die today!

"You... Don't come here!"

Seeing that Hou Zhengyang walked over to this side again, Liu Ling'er's pretty face suddenly turned a little pale, and she dragged Ye Fan's body hard and dragged her towards the temple.

"Boy, die!"

Hou Zhengyang's face turned cold, and he raised his palm and wanted to slap it towards Ye Fan's head.

And at this moment, the white-eyed abbot suddenly flashed, blocking in front of Yefan and Liu Ling'er.

"Amitabha, when is the time for retribution, the donor might as well let go of his obsessions, let go of his grudges, and stop killing!"

"Go to Nima, get out! A stinky bald donkey dares to point a finger in front of Ben Gongzi?" Hou Zhengyang snorted coldly with a gloomy face.

The white-eyed abbot glanced down at Ye Fan, and when he saw the Qiankun bead on Ye Fan's chest, his eyes suddenly flashed with a fine light, and then, his hands were folded, and he looked at Hou Zhengyang and said: "Donor, the injured little donor has a relationship with my Buddha, and I also ask the donor to sell a thin noodle to the old man, so you have to spare people and spare people!"

"Hahaha, old bald donkey, you let Lao Tzu sell you a face? Who do you think you are? I think you are tired of life, since this is the case, then I will fulfill you, and when Lao Tzu finishes solving this kid, I will send you over to accompany him!"

"Big... Big brother, I... Are we still going to fight and rob?" asked a strong man in a whisper to the bald man.

The bald man touched his bald head, pretended to be bold, and said in a low voice, "Of course you want to rob!"