"Ah~~~"

Murong Baihe's left fist that tested the void and reality was only halfway there, and he was pumped by the fighting stick. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He screamed, his left hand retracted as if he had been electrocuted, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat...... Dear, you don't have a chance.

Ye Fan flashed and approached Murong Baihe, and the already impatient fighting stick slammed towards Murong Baihe's shoulder.

"Bang!"

"Ah~~~"

Another terrible scream!

Murong Baihe felt that his entire shoulder bone was shattered, and his tears flew in pain.

Compared with the fear in his heart, this pain doesn't seem to be a big deal, for example, at this moment, Murong Baihe's three souls and seven spirits were all scared away, and he didn't expect to be cleaned up by the other party as soon as he saw his face.

He couldn't figure out what was going on at all, he only had a strong feeling that playing with Ye Fan by himself was like a child fighting with an adult, and he had no power to fight back, just to give it to the other party to fight.

Only then did he understand: why his son refused to go to the police station in the first place, and why his son was full of fear when he mentioned Ye Fan.

It turns out that Tamar is so staked and so terrifying!

At that moment, he screamed for help: "Lord, save me!"

Save your yarn!

Ye Fan had already flashed to his side and kicked him away directly.

Then, following like a shadow, the fighting sticks in both hands slammed at Murong Baihe on the ground.

"Ah~"

"Ouch~"

"Stop fighting~"

"Ahhh~"

"Help me~"

Murong Baihe rolled on the ground with his head in his hands.

After Ye Fan smoked more than a dozen sticks, he took a breath, and then began to pump violently again.

After whipping more than a dozen sticks, Ye Fan stopped.

He squatted down, knocked Murong Baihe's blue nose and swollen face with a fighting stick and said, "Didn't you just yell for me to beat you, how is it, are you satisfied?"

Murong Baihe rolled his eyes and groaned with pain on his face: "Help...... Help me...... Help ......"

"It doesn't seem to be cool enough, okay, then I'll work harder. ”

Ye Fan got up, picked up the fighting stick again, and jerked it......

Mingyue, Taixu and the other four people who were watching could afford goosebumps, and they were completely stimulated by Ye Fan's ruthlessness.

And Murong Chuan was in a cold sweat, feeling sorry for his father, and at the same time, he secretly scolded his father for being stupid, with so many masters present, what kind of ability do you have, you will be beaten!!

Of course, he was even more glad that he didn't show up, as for the idea of saving his father, heh, he never thought about it like this.

Murong Baihe was finally knocked unconscious by the stick, curled up in a ball and shrunk on the ground...... It is estimated that the next time he sees Ye Fan, he will definitely hide like Murong Chuan.

Ye Fan exhaled, adjusted his breathing, and looked at Mingyue.

Mingyue had been waiting impatiently for a long time, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Lan Rui?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you when I'm done cleaning up Ouyang Yongtai. ”

“……”

Mingyue's face turned cold, Ye Fan said before: After cleaning up Murong Baihe, he told himself, and now he pulled out Ouyang Yongtai again, do you want to!?

When she was about to speak, Ouyang Yongtai had already laughed and said: "Hahahaha, I've seen arrogance, but I've never seen you so crazy, okay, I'll play with you and see how you want to clean me up." ”

After speaking, he strode towards Ye Fan.

He, the air is hot and majestic, like a general going into battle.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth curled slightly, and he walked towards the other party with a fighting stick in his hand.

He is not afraid of Ouyang Yongtai, although the other party's cultivation is higher than his own, but fighting is a technical job, and it is not something that can be won with strength alone.

This is like a buffalo and a lion, in terms of strength, the lion is definitely no match for the buffalo, but can the buffalo beat the lion?

Explosiveness, agility, reaction arc, anticipation, and combat experience are the main factors that determine victory or defeat.

And Ye Fan is definitely a terrifying monster in terms of explosiveness, agility, reaction and prediction.

As for combat experience...... When this thing was in the master's gate, he didn't fight with Xin Wuxing and the senior brother three times a day, and he was uncomfortable, so that when Xin Wuxing saw him, he immediately raised his feet and ran.

The eldest brother always has cigarettes and snacks that Ye Fan likes to eat in his pocket, often before Ye Fan provokes, and serves cigarettes and snacks......

Ye Fan had to go to the martial arts hall outside to find someone to fight, and often came back with a blue nose and swollen face, but at dawn the next day, he went out again energetically, and in less than three months, many martial arts halls were afraid of this ancestor.

Of course, this was not the case at first, at first, when Ye Fan went to the martial arts hall to provoke, the people in the martial arts hall immediately cleaned him up, thinking that he had a long memory, but the second day came again, and then the third and fourth days......

Once, there was a deputy curator who was hairy, and Ye Fan vomited blood with a heavy hand, thinking that Ye Fan should have a long memory now, but in less than an hour, Ye Fan came back with Xin Wuxing and Senior Brother.

Without saying a word, the third senior brother pounced on him like a brute bull and beat the deputy curator to the point of foaming at the mouth......

After the deputy curator woke up, he was furious and vowed to demolish the three brothers, but the curator found him in a panic and said to him with a frightened face: "Don't come nonsense, I just found out that the three little ancestors are Mr. Meng Da's apprentices." ”

Mr. Meng Da!!

The deputy curator was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

Just ask the people on the martial arts in the provincial capital, who doesn't know Mr. Meng Da!?

Therefore, this thing has so much combat experience that you don't want to want, half of it depends on understanding, and the other half is the hardships that come out of being beaten.

Back to the scene.

The distance between Ye Fan and Ouyang Yongtai is closer.

At two meters, Ouyang Yongtai moved, his figure flashed, and he was as fast as a fierce horse, approaching Ye Fan.

Ye Fan moved at the same time, and with a slash of the fighting stick in his right hand, he pumped it towards Ouyang Yongtai's chin.

"Oh, it's too slow!"

Ouyang Yongtai sneered, took a wrong step under his feet, and his body was slightly sideways, dodging the stick blow.

At the same time, the withered old hand grabbed Ye Fan's right wrist like an eagle's claw.

Ye Fan seemed to have expected his hand, changed his move, flipped his wrist, and the fighting stick was pumped towards Ouyang Yongtai's claws.

"Heh, it's still too slow, how can you clean me up like this. ”

Ouyang Yongtai lightly dissipated Ye Fan's offensive, and his figure approached Ye Fan a little more.

Seeing him like this, it seemed that he was teasing Ye Fan.

What a mood!

However, in the next second, his face changed drastically.

Just because, Ye Fan's body suddenly twisted out of a strange solitude, flashed to his left side from an incredible angle, and pumped it over......

Ouyang Yongtai was shocked into a cold sweat and hurriedly dodged, but before the figure moved, Ye Fan drew another stick, which was just sealed on the route he was dodging.

There is no way to avoid it!

No way!

Ouyang Yongtai roared, his forearm was blocked, and he carried a stick stiffly.

Nima's, it hurts!

No matter how hard your arms are, they can't be as hard as a stick.

Moreover, this kind of fighting stick is made of iron birch, and the bullet hits this tree like hitting a steel plate, which can be imagined to be hard.

Ouyang Yongtai was so painful that he was cold, and his anger suddenly burned, and when he was about to fight back violently, he didn't know that another stick came one after another.

What's even more infuriating is that Ouyang Yongtai saw that the fighting stick in Ye Fan's other hand was waiting in the direction he wanted to dodge, waiting for him to hit the stick.

"Bang!"

Ouyang Yongtai carried another stick with his forearm.

"Whoosh!"

The pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

The next stick is here again!

Damn, do you want me to carry this old bone with a stick!?

Ouyang Yongtai scolded in his heart, tried his best to eat, and withdrew two meters in a strong form.

thought he could breathe a sigh of relief, but the situation was so cruel that he wanted to scold his mother.

Because Ye Fan stuck to his side like a piece of kraft candy, he pulled it over with a stick.

Well, carry it again.

Ouyang Yongtai was aggrieved and used his forearm to block.

"Bang!"

"Whoosh!" Ouyang Yongtai trembled in pain.

When he was frightened of which direction Ye Fan's next stick would come from, Ye Fan restrained his attack.

I saw him shaking the fighting stick in his hand and said: "It's too slow, it's really too slow, hey, it's three sticks, Ouyang Yongtai, can you do it, can you react faster." ”

“……”

Is it too slow!?

Isn't this what I said lightly before!? As a result, he was beaten three times, and he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes......

Ouyang Yongtai's old face instantly turned red.