"Yi Ming, what's wrong?Is Yang Fan dead?" Zhang Wuchang tightened the dragon head crutch in his hand with both hands, and his cloudy eyes were full of murderous intent.

The corners of Zhang Yiming's mouth rose, and he sneered: "I have already used puppetry to control Mu Bingxue. ”

"Just now, I asked Mu Bingxue to kill Yang Fan, thinking about it, Mu Bingxue should have already succeeded. ”

As Zhang Yiming spoke, he raised the tall red wine glass in his hand and took a sip of the red wine in the glass.

However, as soon as Zhang Yiming drank the wine, his brows furrowed.

"How is it possible?!" The corners of Zhang Yiming's mouth twitched slightly, and his palm held the tall red wine glass, because of excessive force, the entire tall red wine glass exploded, and the wine spilled Zhang Yiming's body.

"Yi Ming, what's wrong?" On the side, Zhang Wuchang's face was slightly gloomy, and a trace of bad premonition arose in his heart.

Zhang Yiming frowned, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "My puppet talisman has been broken. ”

"Looks like we're going to have to go down and see for ourselves. After speaking, Zhang Yiming turned around and walked straight out of the presidential suite.

Zhang Wuchang, supported by several men in suits, also stood up and followed.

……

At the same time, in the box of Yanjing Hotel, Mu Bingxue hugged Yang Fan and sobbed quietly in Yang Fan's arms.

On the side, Fang Ye was gloomy and gritted his teeth.

"Black Tiger, haven't they arrived yet?" Fang Ye grimaced, turned around and asked his subordinates beside him.

The subordinate shook his head and said, "Brother Black Tiger, they are already on the way, saying that there are still twenty minutes." ”

"Okay, just let that kid live for another twenty minutes!" Fang Ye clenched his fists, and the bruises in his entire arm bulged.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the box: "Yang Fan, I didn't expect you to be able to break my puppet technique." ”

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, looked back, and found that Zhang Yiming, who was wearing a neat suit, had his hands in his pockets and walked into the box slowly.

And beside Zhang Yiming, there was an old man with gray hair and a cane.

"Zhang Wuchang!" In the box, Fang Ye's pupils trembled slightly, and he hurriedly got up, walked in front of Zhang Wuchang, bowed down and said, "Xiao Fang has seen Old Man Zhang. ”

Although Fang Ye has some ability in Yanjing City, compared to the Zhang family, Fang Ye's energy is not worth mentioning.

Even, when Fang Ye encountered difficulties, the Zhang family also helped Fang Ye many times.

Therefore, Fang Ye was very in awe of the Zhang family.

"It's Xiaofang. Zhang Wuchang glanced at Fang Ye, turned his gaze, looked at Yang Fan, and said coldly: "You are the Yang Fan who killed my son Yi Cheng?"

Hearing this, Fang Ye trembled, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, Fang Ye never expected that Yang Fan would be so bold that even the people of the Zhang family dared to move.

"Dad, don't talk nonsense with Yang Fan, since Yang Fan has come here, then let's kill Yang Fan directly. On the side, Zhang Yiming put his hands in his pockets, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and walked out slowly.

Last time, Zhang Yiming was humiliated by Yang Fan in public in Yang Fan's class, and now Zhang Yiming still remembers it vividly.

Zhang Yiming couldn't wait to make a move now and eat Yang Fan alive.

"It's okay, Yang Fan should also die. Zhang Wuchang nodded, and the killing intent in his body overflowed like a tide!

On the side, a sneer appeared on Fang Ye's face, Fang Ye was very clear about the strength of Zhang Yiming and Zhang Wuchang.

At the beginning, Fang Ye had seen Zhang Yiming raise his hand to cut off the waterfall that was flowing down!

Zhang Wuchang was even more amazing, and with a slight stomp of the dragon head crutch in his hand, he directly razed a green mountain to the ground!

In Fang Ye's eyes, Zhang Wuchang and Zhang Yiming, that is like a god-like existence, Zhang Wuchang and Zhang Yiming make a move, Yang Fan will definitely die!

"Yi Ming, let's do it. Zhang Wuchang leaned on crutches and said with a calm expression.

Zhang Yiming nodded, stepped under his feet, and walked straight towards Yang Fan.

"Die!" Zhang Yiming didn't talk nonsense, and when he raised his hand, he went towards Yang Fan and killed him.

"Grandmaster Realm. Yang Fan looked at Zhang Yiming with a calm expression, and when he raised his hand, a strong immortal aura gushed out from between Yang Fan's fingers like silk threads.

"Not good!" Zhang Yiming's pupils shrank, his back was cold, and he only felt a cold killing intent slamming in.

Zhang Yiming gritted his teeth, his body twisted suddenly, and his body shifted slightly.

However, even so, Zhang Yiming's small half of his body was still slashed off by the strong immortal qi, and the blood gushed out, which was extremely hideous.

"Ahh

"Yang Fan, if you dare to break my son's arm, you will find death!" On the side, Zhang Wuchang's face was gloomy, and with a light stomp of the dragon head crutch in his hand, the entire hotel shook violently, and the ground cracked violently, and a ravine like a spider's web appeared!

"Die!" Zhang Wuchang drank in a deep voice, and the whole person flashed out like lightning, and went straight towards Yang Fan.

"Wonderland. Yang Fan looked at Zhang Wuchang with a calm expression.

Zhang Wuchang's cultivation is much stronger than Zhang Yicheng's, but even if Zhang Wuchang is a fairyland cultivation, in Yang Fan's eyes, he is still like an ant.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth squirmed, and his lips and teeth opened lightly: "Kill!"

Snort!

Yang Fan exhaled into silk, and the invisible immortal qi turned into thousands of silk threads, swarming towards Zhang Wuchang.

Zhang Wuchang's pupils trembled slightly, gritted his teeth, and waved the dragon head crutch in his hand forward, and the dragon head crutch was like paper paste, and it burst suddenly!

"Not good!" Zhang Wuchang secretly screamed, his feet slammed to the ground, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball.

However, Zhang Wuchang's speed was a little slower after all.

Zhang Wuchang's legs were swallowed away by thousands of immortal qi and turned into powder.

"Ah!" Zhang Wuchang's expression was hideous, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

On the side, Fang Ye's eyes widened, as if petrified.

Fang Ye never expected that Zhang Yiming and Zhang Wuchang, who could break the waterfall and destroy the mountain with one foot, were vulnerable in Yang Fan's hands!

He ...... Who the hell is he......" Fang Ye's gaze at Yang Fan became more and more frightened.

Now, there was already a trace of remorse in Fang Ye's heart.

Yang Fan's strength has exceeded Fang Ye's cognition.

"Yang Fan, you dare to break my legs!" Zhang Wuchang's eyes were about to split, his eyes stared at Yang Fan, and he said coldly: "Yang Fan, see that I invite the ancestor to kill you!"

After speaking, Zhang Wuchang quickly took out a crumpled yellowing talisman from his hand.

Snort!

The talisman turned into a streamer and disappeared into Zhang Wuchang's hands in an instant.

"Who is it?!Who dares to touch my descendants of the Zhang family!" At this time, a sound of incomparably vicissitudes suddenly sounded in the hotel.

Then, the whole hotel shook violently.