Sometimes, Feng Renliang is very unwilling.

Why is it that every time Ye Fan has a killer feature, he obviously has an advantage, but he is still at a disadvantage.

"I'll kill you!"

Feng Renliang's face was hideous, his face turned red, and after he shouted angrily, he immediately rushed forward.

"Fuck you!"

He roared angrily, raised his arms and swung his fist, and his huge fist hit Ye Fan like a cannonball.

I saw that this fist seemed to tear through the air, with a whistling fist wind.

At this time, Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, he was concentrating, and once again silently recited a sentence in his heart - double strength!

"Bang!"

The fists of the two of them collided hard, and they were heavily imprinted together.

The huge force made the ground under their feet crack with a "snap".

Suddenly, the ground cracked like a spider's web, and a lot of rubble was bounced up, and the air was covered with bursts of dust.

"Again?"

Feng Renliang laughed, he wanted to use brute force again, and forcefully rebounded the feminine energy coming from his arm.

He was about to exert his strength, but found that this feminine energy had become stronger.

He couldn't bounce back, but was devoured by the feminine power.

"Kick!"

"Kick!"

"Kick!"

……

The feminine strength of the flood bounced him away, and he took a few steps back sharply.

As soon as his footsteps steady, a stream of blood came from deep in his throat.

"Poof!"

He suffered internal injuries and vomited out a mouthful of black blood.

"Why has the internal strength become stronger?" Feng Renliang stared at Ye Fan with a horrified look in his eyes.

"Because I'm getting stronger!"

Ye Fan's eyes were cold.

The third needle of the Nine Acupuncture Technique of the Hidden Dragon - Kang Long has no regrets, but he has forced out the potential of his body.

"Really?"

Feng Renliang was unwilling, so he immediately roared angrily and gathered momentum.

Rushing towards Ye Fan with a galloping momentum, he suddenly unleashed a straight punch and blasted into Ye Fan's chest.

"Die!"

"You don't want to succeed!"

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, the usual Ye Fan was gone, replaced by a ruthless killer.

Double!

He once again concentrated his breath and suddenly punched Feng Renliang.

Seeing that the fists of the two of them were about to fight together, suddenly at this moment, Feng Renliang smiled strangely, and then shouted angrily: "Break!"

"Shhh

Suddenly, there was a sound of canvas tearing in the air.

I saw his gloved fist breaking through the ground like bamboo shoots after the rain.

Soon the blackened fist was exposed to the air.

"Bang!"

In the flash of light, the fists of the two fought together.

However, at this time, Feng Renliang was smiling strangely.

That's right!

He was laughing, and he was laughing treacherously.

Not good!

Suddenly, Ye Fan's heart suddenly chuckled, and then he soon felt that his fist was a little numb.

He looked down and saw that the skin of the fist was beginning to turn black, as if it had been poisoned.

"Poisonous?"

Ye Fan hurriedly withdrew his fist and reached out to point the acupuncture points on his arm, slowing down the speed of blood flow, thereby alleviating the spread of toxicity.

"Haha! You found out too late!"

Feng Renliang laughed wildly, after losing to Ye Fan last time, the old ghost let him soak his fist in poison.

Over time, his fist was infected with poison, and as long as anyone was contaminated with poison, once there was no antidote, he would definitely die of poison.

This is also the reason why Feng Renliang wears gloves.

"You mean!"

Ye Fan scolded angrily, and at this time he felt that his right arm began to go numb, and he couldn't use his strength at all.

"Haha! It's time for you to die!"

Feng Renliang sneered.

Taking advantage of Ye Fan's paralysis in his arm, he quickly met it and quickly punched a few times with both fists.

"Bang bang!"

Ye Fan was hit a few times, one arm lost his combat effectiveness, and he became even more passive.

His expression was cold, and the internal injuries on his body made him feel badly damaged.

Although he has no regrets, the potential stimulation only lasts for a while.

Now, he felt that the power in his body was slowly passing.

To make matters worse, the poison began to spread from the arm to the rest of the body.

Not good!

Ye Fan chuckled violently in his heart, he knew that if he dragged on like this, he would be the one who lost.

"In a short time, you'll be a waste, haha!" Feng Renliang laughed wildly.

"Fight again!"

Ye Fan forcibly used his internal strength and forced out the last potential in his body.

Quick!

This is the only way to defeat Feng Renliang.

"I can't help myself!"

Feng Renliang sneered, and then compared the speed with Ye Fan.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

The two of them moved quickly, leaving only bursts of afterimages in the air, and Li Jiajia on the side became dumbfounded.

Oh my!

This...... Is this making a movie?

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that there was such a fast speed in this world.

"Drink!"

Ye Fan stretched out his arm and punched Feng Renliang's left shoulder.

Almost at the same time, Feng Renliang also punched him in the right shoulder.

Suddenly, the two of them were punched by each other at the same time.

"Whew!"

Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of black blood.

In contrast, he suffered more serious injuries due to severe pain in his body.

At this time, he felt that the power in his body, like a leaking sand, was rapidly disappearing, and the area where the poison spread was getting bigger and bigger.

It wasn't long before he knew he was going to be paralyzed.

"Poof!"

Ye Fan put one knee on the ground, and at this moment, his face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss.

His breathing became heavy and hasty, and the vision in front of him became blurred.

Don't...... I'm going to lose?

At this time, he glanced at Li Jiajia.

I saw that the cute girl who usually tidied up with herself is now crying with pear blossoms and rain, and her face is full of sadness, grief, and despair......

Bang!

Ye Fan's heart seemed to have been hit hard by something.

No!

I...... I can't lose! I promised Lin Xiaolei that I must rescue Li Jiajia.

I can't afford to lose!

A strong desire to fight inspired Ye Fan, although his consciousness was about to blur, but subconsciously, the determination to never admit defeat was supporting his belief.

At this time, Ye Fan lowered his head, his hair stained with a lot of blood was a little messy, and his body was swaying, like a small tree swaying in the wind, as if it would be blown off at any time.

"Haha! I think you're almost!"

Feng Renliang laughed loudly.

This time, he finally has a chance to defeat Ye Fan, can he not be excited?

Suddenly, at this time, he stopped laughing, and the whole person was gloomy.

Immediately, his hoarse tone was full of hatred, "Ye Fan, let me send you to hell!"

After saying that, he stepped forward with an arrow, and the whole person rose in the air, his right leg stretched back, his eyes aimed at Ye Fan's head, and he roared angrily, "Go die!"

……