Huang Jianfeng didn't seem to be so comfortable, his face turned pale, and blood flowed out of his seven orifices.

The two of you went back and forth, and they made two or thirty moves in an instant.

The surroundings are constantly agitated, and it is simply flying sand and rocks.

Even some of the trees were uprooted, and the thicker canopy swayed as if a pair of invisible hands grabbed their bodies and shook them violently.

And even if the hundreds of thugs were twenty or thirty meters away, many of them rolled down from trees or cliffs, and their heads were broken and bleeding.

They were so frightened that they obediently retreated a long distance, and sat on the ground and watched in horror.

At this time, the scene of the fight is not just flying sand and rocks, it is like ten thousand horses galloping.

The hundreds of thugs could no longer see the figure inside, only the yellow sand rolling.

From time to time, there was the sound of thunder and thunder, and even the roar of a beast and an unknown super heavy object crashing together.

Faintly, there were terrible thunderbolts and fires in the yellow sand, and this was simply not a human fight.

There is a gangster who is more educated, and he shook his head and chanted two lines of poetry: "The earth-shattering is not human, and it is suspected that the gods and demons are fighting the law." Heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals fight monkeys, scaring people to death. ”

There were also a lot of thugs around clapping.

Suddenly, a figure flew out of the billowing sand and fell to the ground.

Everyone hurriedly looked at it and immediately let out cheers.

But the mountain-moving gangs who had woken up and who had not passed out in a coma shouted bitterly: "Helper! Helper!!"

It turned out that the person who threw it out was Huang Jianfeng.

He fell to the ground, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as white as a miser.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, and finally got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His men crawled up to him, their faces gloomy:

"Helper, are you ...... Did you lose?"

"That kid is so powerful, even you can't fight him!"

"He's just a bad star, and he's beaten you so badly, we'll just fight him!"

......

They crawled and ran towards the opposite side, as if they wanted to die with Xia Fan.

Then, he was pulled by Huang Jianfeng.

He shook his head slowly, but didn't speak, just looked over there with a solemn face.

The dust gradually dispersed, and the hundreds of thugs who were originally happy were suddenly taken aback, and their faces turned pale.

I saw a man lying on his back, motionless, as if he were dead.

He was covered in blood, and his face was pale like a wisp of wronged soul, wasn't that Xia Fan.

A large chunk of his chest collapsed, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

Although he passed out, blood continued to gush from his mouth and nose.

This scene is very miserable, just by looking at it, you know that he is many times more miserable than Huang Jianfeng.

Suddenly, Elder Huo and the others shouted in surprise: "Gang Master is mighty! Gang Master Shenwu!! Sure enough, he is worthy of being the number one leader of our mountain-moving faction, and he actually defeated this kid, and he fought so badly!"

Then someone shouted, "Let's go and see if the boy was killed by the gang leader, and if not, give him another stab." This must kill this mourning star, or it will be infinitely troubled. ”

Several people led by Elder Huo were fierce and vicious, and crawled over, but they were stopped by Huang Jianfeng.

He said coldly: "This is a matter between me and Xia Fan, and it has nothing to do with you. Whoever dares to lift a finger at him, don't blame me for being rude. ”

As soon as the words fell, the power of the gang leader was vividly emanated, so frightened that Elder Huo and the others quickly stopped, and they didn't dare to move.

Lao Huo turned his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Helper, you see that both of my hands have been abolished by that kid, and ...... in the future." I'll be a wreck. If we don't kill that kid to take revenge, in the future, in this huge river and lake and in the huge dark world, we mountain movers will not be able to be people. Others will say that Xia Fan beat the Huang Gang Leader and your subordinates so badly, and you still didn't kill him and avenge us, this is ......"

Huang Jianfeng stared at him coldly: "Shut up for me, Huo Zhikun, you still have the face to tell me such a thing." I have repeatedly warned you not to do anything to Xia Fan again, everything is based on the overall situation, but how do you do it?"

This old guy named Huo Zhikun lowered his head, and he didn't dare to speak, but his face still showed extreme resentment.

Looking at him like that, he will still find a chance to clean up Xia Fan.

And at this time, Boss Xia, who was motionless, finally let out a breath.

He struggled to his feet, then sat cross-legged on the ground.

Huang Jianfeng slowly approached him, and said with a little guilt: "Xia Fan, I'm sorry, I injured you." But the fists and feet have no eyes and they have to judge the victory or defeat, and they are very lucky not to cause human lives. I've also been injured a lot, I haven't had an injury like this in a long time. I have moved a total of eighteen mountains, but I can only move to the eleventh mountain. But you can resist my tenth mountain, and it seems that in another two or three years, unless I can move more mountains, you will never be your opponent. ”

As he spoke, he sighed.

The middle-aged man next to him who pretended to be Kong Remnant lost no time and hurriedly said: "Helper, Xia Fan, this kid is narrow-minded, and he likes to do blood for blood and tooth for tooth the most." If you don't kill him now, and in two or three years, he will be even more powerful, then not only you, even if we move the three factions, we will be wiped out, please kill him while he is seriously injured now. ”

Next, whether Huo Zhikun or others said such things.

Xia Fan struggled to stand up, took two steps forward slightly, and swayed his body.

He took a deep breath and felt his internal organs crack.

In particular, several comminuted fractured ribs were even more painful.

If it weren't for a strong and good man like him, even if someone else had such a miracle, he would have fallen down and couldn't speak, so he could only wait for the doctor to give first aid.

Xia Fan said coldly: "Do you want to kill me?" Okay, then come on." Although Lao Tzu is very likely to be killed by you, at least you can pull a few of the bottom ones to Huangquan Road together. Come on, come on. ”

As he spoke, he raised a hand and shook it vigorously, spitting out a large amount of blood from his mouth.

He was bombarded by Huang Jianfeng's Shiju Mountain just now, and every part of his internal organs was almost irreparably damaged.

If it weren't for the Xuanhuang Qi constantly operating to heal those serious injuries, even the iron man would no longer be able to support it.

However, Xia Fan's words were not wrong, it was indeed easy to beat him to death now, but it was impossible not to pay a few lives.

Huang Jianfeng said lightly: "Xia Fan, when I duel with you at the beginning, I had already decided that although our battle would be very tragic, it would never cause any deaths. I don't want to kill you, you're a very nice person. If it weren't for my disobedient disciples, maybe I would have drunk with you by now. But it's a pity that it has to be forced into a fight. ”

"But anyway, I won, you have to keep your promise, stop here, and I'll take these people away. ”