"Bang Bang Bang"

Zhao Fan and Jia Fugui punched more than twenty times in a row, and with each pair of punches, he took a step back, and at this moment he was about to retreat to the corner, and he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood anymore, and squirted it on his chest.

Jia Fugui smiled: "Lao Tzu hasn't exerted his strength yet, are you cowardly?" The strength of your family master is too weak, come on, come on, look at the power of my punch. ”

Jia Fugui gathered all his strength and smashed at Zhao Fan with a punch.

Zhao Fan didn't dare to slack off, crossed his arms in front of his chest to block, only to hear a loud bang, Jia Fugui's fist slammed into his arms, almost shattering his bones.

Zhao Fan spat out a mouthful of blood again, kicked back ten steps in a row, and slammed his back against the wall before stopping.

"Are you a descendant of the Vajra Gate?" Zhao Fan looked at Jia Fugui in disbelief.

Jia Fugui clapped his fists and laughed: "Even if you still have a little eyesight, yes, Lao Tzu is the new master of the King Kong Gate." ”

Zhao Fan's eyes were full of anger, and he felt that Jia Fugui's strength was similar to him, or even lower than him.

But the Vajra Gate's attack method is to reduce people with force, and if you fight them hard with them at the same level of strength, it is tantamount to looking for death.

Zhao Fan secretly scolded in his heart, if he had known that this guy had so much strength, he should have beaten him with a small body, and he would not have suffered internal injuries like he is now.

Liu Rufeng's cold voice came: "Zhao Fan, I think you are a sect master, you kill yourself, and leave you a whole corpse." ”

Zhao Fan's eyes were cold and vicious: "Liu Rufeng, do you think you can destroy my Zhao family in this way?" You're a little naïve, aren't you? ”

Liu Rufeng looked around: "Then you can open your eyes and see, your clansmen are being killed little by little, and the Zhao family will be wiped out today." ”

"You're dreaming." Zhao Fan roared angrily, and several elders and worshippers who were besieged immediately rushed towards him, protecting him and rushing out to kill.

Coincidentally, at this time, more than 100 people who rushed back from the front yard came to the backyard and fought with the people of the Dragon Group, breaking through a gap in their encirclement, and meeting with Zhao Fan and the others.

Zhao Fan met with his subordinates and immediately shouted: "Rush to the backyard to protect your family." The rest of the families will soon come, and if they hold on here, they will surely die. “

Hundreds of people protected Zhao Fan and rushed to the backyard like a torrent.

The dragons who stood in their way retreated, shooting at them with bows and crossbows from both sides.

"Stop them, don't let them run." Liu Rufeng roared and led the members of the dragon group to kill him.

At this time, Lin Feiyang also happened to come from the front yard, and when he saw the Zhao family fleeing to the backyard, he immediately rushed into the crowd of the Zhao family.

The two guards saw Lin Feiyang rushing towards him, and fiercely swung their knives at him.

Lin Feiyang didn't dodge, and his fists went directly towards their steel knives.

The steel fist glove directly smashed the steel knife, and before the two guards could see what was going on, the cold fist glove had already smashed into their faces, directly smashing their nose bones, and smashing a blood pit on their faces, and the bodies of the two of them flew backwards involuntarily.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The four Zhao family guards were smashed down by two corpses, and before they could get up, Lin Feiyang had already stepped on their bodies and rushed over.

Every time he fell, he took Xuanyuan Divine Skill with him, only to hear the spine of the guards clicking, and he was trampled off by Lin Feiyang.

He stepped on the bodies of several people and quickly rushed into the crowd, and punched the back of an elder's neck, the skin and flesh of the steel fist gauntlet were torn directly, and the neck was broken instantly, if it wasn't for the skin connection, his neck would probably be knocked off the spot.

The Zhao family's rear team suddenly fell into chaos, and Lin Feiyang smashed the necks of more than a dozen people like a meat grinder, which immediately attracted the attention of the two worshippers.

"It's this bastard again, go kill him, don't let him rush over." One of the worshippers roared angrily, and rushed over with a few Zhao family disciples.

More than a dozen people surrounded him in the center at the same time, and an enshriner with the strength of the early stage of the emperor waved a whip made of stainless steel in his hand and threw it towards Lin Feiyang's neck with a roar.

The two mid-king-level masters attacked Lin Feiyang's flanks one left and one right.

Lin Feiyang sneered, and suddenly dodged behind the king-level master on the left, grabbed his collar and picked him up as a weapon, and smashed it directly towards the steel whip.

With a loud bang, the steel whip blurred the flesh and blood of the king-level master, and the upper body was splashed with blood.

The worshipper was stunned for a moment, and taking advantage of this time, Lin Feiyang smashed the corpse towards him, and at the same time followed him like a shadow.

The worship instantly woke up, and with a steel whip, he struck the smashed corpse at the waist, and fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

But at this moment, Lin Feiyang rushed out from behind the corpse, and the Li family's free fist struck at the worship in a chic and elegant manner.

The offering didn't have time to swing the whip, so he snorted and struck it with his other fist.

"Ahh

Lin Feiyang's fist closed as soon as he touched it, spinning around the enshrined's body, and his fists smashed on the enshrined body like raindrops.

Although this worshipper has the strength of the emperor, he has no kung fu to protect his body, and uses his body to block the bombardment of the steel fist glove, and in the blink of an eye, his body is blurred by the beating, and his whole body trembles and falls to the ground.

Zhao Fan glanced back and found that the rear team was completely in chaos, and ordered ruthlessly: "Don't care about the back, rush inside." ”

Zhao Fan and more than a dozen elite elders of the Zhao family and the worship opened the way, whether it was a dragon thorn or a dragon blade, they couldn't stop it, and they killed in the backyard after a while.

At this time, half of the Zhao family's family members had been killed, and the rest rushed desperately to the front yard under the protection of the elders of the Zhao family, just in time to meet Zhao Fan and the others who came back.

"Father, they're too powerful, what should we do?" Zhao Fan's son was covered in blood and had an arrow in his left arm.

Before Zhao Fan could speak, Liu Rufeng surrounded the people of the Dragon Group.

A crossbow arrow was aimed at the people of the Zhao family, trapping the people of the Zhao family in a small circle.

"Zhao Fan, as I said, the Zhao family will definitely be destroyed today." Liu Rufeng raised his hand gently: "This is your life!" ”

Before he could wave his hand, Zhao Fan suddenly shouted: "Slow! ”

Liu Rufeng frowned slightly: "Do you have any last words?" ”

"Last words?" Liu Rufeng sneered, and suddenly an extra detonator appeared in his hand.

Liu Rufeng's face suddenly turned cold, and Jia Fugui yelled around: "Don't do it." ”

Zhao Fan laughed: "Liu Rufeng, you didn't expect it, right?" A large amount of explosives were buried under my Zhao house in order to prevent anyone from attacking my Zhao house. With the flick of my finger, we're all going to be finished. ”

Liu Rufeng said coldly: "What do you want to do?" ”

Zhao Fan snorted coldly: "It's very simple, you guys quit immediately now." Otherwise, I'll detonate the explosives. I said, you can't destroy the Zhao family, not today, not in the future. ”

Liu Rufeng's eyes are full of murderous intent, the opportunity he has been waiting for for twenty years will be in vain at the moment of realization?