"He listened to the footwork, and he couldn't stay, but he was Xuan, except for him. Huang Tao screamed, cold as iron, and commanded.

"Understood. ”

The old man named Huang Dexuan answered, immediately moved, stepped out, and his figure was in a trance, rushing at Ye Fan.

This momentum is not at all comparable to what it was just now.

Normal, it was just a demonstration just now, and now it is to get rid of Ye Fan, it can be said that it was to teach elementary school students before, and now it is to kill people with a bright knife.

Ye Fan's body and mind have been tense to the extreme, naturally he doesn't want to die here, and he is not in the mood to vomit Huang Taoxiao's ruthlessness and impermanence, what he has to do now is: resist, resist with all his strength, and he must not die like this!

He stared at Huang Dexuan who rushed towards him with his eyes, his eyes were fixed as if he wanted to eat through Huang Dexuan's every body movement.

It's close, it's only two meters away.

Huang Dexuan stepped on footwork, his feet were virtual and solid, stepping out of the image of two Yisheng gossip, and his hands went up and down, as if he was in Kunlun, attacking!

Ye Fan didn't dodge, he stepped out violently, and with the simplest straight punch, he went straight to Huang Dexuan's middle lane, breaking through the opponent's thousands of changes with a hard momentum, and it was just like breaking through the surrounding ghosts and ghosts with a single knife.

Huang Dexuan snorted coldly, it should be aimed at Ye Fan's self-defeating death-seeking move.

His right hand was raised slightly, and he gently slapped Ye Fan's arrogant fist.

The seemingly light fist momentum was like a breeze-flowing water, and it was like a dragonfly skimming the water, but at the moment when it was about to collide with Ye Fan's fist, the void under his palm suddenly distorted, and then, the wind and clouds changed color, gushing out an incomparably powerful vitality.

Ye Fan naturally saw it, and subconsciously wanted to close his fist, but he still pushed it out with a hard head.

This move was undoubtedly a bit stupid, but this punch was like the depression accumulated in Ye Fan's heart, not vomiting or unhappy.

How can you imprison yourself?

How should you reward yourself with such inhuman treatment?

Why do you want your own life?

Unwilling!

Unyielding!

You're more horizontal than me!

You're mad, I'm even crazier!

This is Ye Fan's character, with shocking toughness, but the bloodiness is even more monstrous!

Fist collision!

Just like a heavy fist on a drum, the sound waves vibrate, and the rumbling sound rolls out in the air waves.

At the same time, Ye Fan clearly felt that his fist seemed to collide with Chongshan, and he seemed to hear the cracking sound of his finger bones, which made his whole body stand upside down, and even his scalp was cold.

What a strong punch!

Completely above yourself!

Ye Fan retreated violently, his right hand hung down unconsciously, and it was clearly visible that his entire arm was trembling.

Pain!

It was really painful, and the force of the punch was still raging on his arm, wringing at the muscles and veins in his arm.

Huang Dexuan did not pursue at the first time, but looked at Ye Fan's right hand with slight surprise, presumably because of an accident, Ye Fan's arm was still intact.

But it was only a slight pause, and in the next second, he moved again, stepped on the gossip footwork, and the figure shook, and slapped it with one palm.

Ye Fan's eyes were tightly focused, and he could see that his palm was not a real move.

In other words, the essence of his palm is not in his hands, but in the gossip footwork under his feet.

Move your feet, move your body, move your palms!

The footwork changes, the body shape changes, and the palm style changes!

If you want to deal with it, the first thing is to break through the reality of his gossip footwork, and see through the door of life and death between footwork.

Ye Fan exhaled sharply, his figure suddenly sank, his left foot stepped on a half-arc, his right foot interspersed up, and in a very small range, he stepped out a strange half-inch step, and his body also twisted with this footwork.

"Huh!"

Almost at the same time, three light "huh" sounds sounded.

One of them was sent by Huang Dexuan, who attacked.

The other two voices were Huang Taoxiao and another old man.

The surprise of the three of them can be felt.

Just because, between the two steps that Ye Fan stepped out, there was no more, no less, just right to rotate along Huang Dexuan's gossip steps.

In other words, Ye Fan did not break into the door of death, nor did he drill into the gap of the door of death, but stepped on the door of birth and death by himself, using the door of life to deal with Huang Dexuan's door of death, and the door of death to deal with the opponent's door of death.

In this way, they are interlocking and conform to the evolution of the opponent's footwork.

Huang Dexuan abruptly retracted, stared at Ye Fan with a sharp eye, and asked the doubts in the hearts of Huang Taoxiao and the other old man:

"Do you know how to gossip?"

Ye Fan took a step back slightly, nervously wary of Huang Dexuan, and at the same time, responded coldly:

"I won't!"

Ye Fan didn't lie, he wouldn't have gossiped in the first place.

Huang Dexuan couldn't help but look back at Huang Taoxiao.

The latter frowned, his eyes were as cold as before, and no one could see what was going on in his heart.

Listen to him spit out three words: "Try again!"

"Hmm!"

Huang Dexuan launched an attack again, and the offensive was even more fierce.

Ye Fan's eyes locked tightly on the changes in Huang Dexuan's footwork, and he stepped out of the door of life and death again.

Huang Dexuan didn't make a move, but his footwork changed abruptly, and when his body changed, the door of life and death was also exchanged in an instant, obviously forcing Ye Fan to move.

In other words, oppress Ye Fan to use footwork.

Ye Fan could only grit his teeth and step forward.

After three persecutions, Huang Dexuan retreated.

Huang Taoxiao's cold voice sounded at the right time: "He really doesn't know how to gossip, but he has seen through the gossip of life and death, presumably when the two of you oppressed him before, he has already spied out the mystery from it, such a comprehension, it is really terrifying, compared to the three stupid pigs, I don't know how much stronger, hey, why didn't the Huang family produce this kind of talent, it's a pity." ”

Huang Dali's three faces were red, not just ashamed, but ashamed.

When I thought of the condescending drama and abuse of the three of them at the beginning, I was even more ashamed of my face.

And the last three words in Huang Taoxiao's words, that is, the three words "It's a pity", mean that Ye Fan's death sentence is being announced.

Huang Dexuan understood what it meant, smiled inexplicably, and moved!

A move is terrifying, and he no longer hesitates to start, even if Ye Fan's strain surprises him, even if Ye Fan's steps are amazing, he does not hesitate.

After the two footwork pulled, Huang Dexuan forcibly swept away Ye Fan's defense, and a palm was imprinted on Ye Fan's chest.

Ye Fan immediately flew out upside down like a sandbag, spurting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

There's no way, the strength gap can't be beared.

Huang Dexuan didn't stop, and followed like a maggot attached to the bone.

Ye Fan wanted to dodge while flying upside down, but Huang Dexuan's speed was too fast, he broke into Ye Fan's chest first, and once again imprinted his palm on Ye Fan's chest.

With a "click", it should be a broken rib, and the body accelerated to fly upside down, and couldn't help but spurt out another mouthful of blood.

Two palms, for other people, I am afraid that I have already returned to the west, but Ye Fan has a turtle shield secret realm, and his body's ability to carry and hit is far better than that of ordinary people.

It can carry two palms, but it may not be able to carry three palms, or four palms.

Moreover, the two palms failed to slap Ye Fan to death, which had already annoyed Huang Dexuan's heart, and his body was longitudinal, and another palm slapped Ye Fan's chest.

At this moment, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth, which was stained with blood, swelled with a cruel sneer, terrifying and hideous, as if the dying wolf suddenly woke up......

Yes, if Ye Fan only has this ability, then he is really looking at him through the crack in the door, he is waiting for this moment, even if he is slapped twice, he has to wait for this moment!

Waiting for the other party to enter the cage, waiting for a fleeting opportunity.

It's time to fight back!

(End of chapter)