"You, you...... You can't ......"

Yang Yan's eyes shrank to the size of pinholes, he felt the strong killing intent that was like a substance, and fear surged in his heart, and he stepped into the air with his backward steps, and the whole person fell to the ground.

But Yang Fan still walked towards Yang Yan.

"Ahhh......h

The legs seemed to have been smashed by a thousand pounds of boulders, and the huge force made Yang Yan's calves twist disproportionately.

Tears and saliva shot out on his face, and through the blurred vision, Yang Yan clearly saw the killing intent in Yang Fan's eyes.

"Keep yelling! You're running out of time anyway. ”

Yang Fan's cold and ruthless voice came into Yang Yan's ears.

Feeling the killing intent that permeated his whole body, Yang Yan shuddered, endured the sharp pain on his face and the pain in his calves, hugged Yang Fan's thighs, and cried: "Yang Fan, Brother Fan! I'm just joking! Don't take it seriously!"

"Bang!"

Yang Yan's body flew into the sky, and a line of blood shot out from his body.

Such a bloody scene suppressed the other Yang family disciples in the martial arts arena.

The disciples of the Yang family, who had just been dissatisfied with Yang Fan with Yang Yan, also felt a sense of happiness in their hearts.

Fortunately, it was Yang Yan who was insulting!

If it was him, thinking about the consequences, many Yang family disciples shuddered.

"Stop!"

A loud cheer sounded out of thin air, and no one was seen, but his voice was heard.

Then there was a black shadow that rushed towards Yang Fan with a thunderous momentum, and with a fierce wind, it shot towards Yang Fan.

Moving strongly and quickly, the wave of qi that swung his fist blew Yang Fan's scattered hair upside down.

A pair of indifferent eyes stared at each other with the black shadow, and the killing intent in the indifference soared several times.

Seeing this person, the disciples of the Yang family all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yang Ming!"

"Boom!"

The two fists were opposed, and Yang Fan was knocked back dozens of steps by Yang Ming's punch, and every kick shook up dust.

Yang Ming has not retreated an inch, and the one-yuan realm is eightfold, and he is really as strong as silk.

"Cousin Yang Yan, bastard Yang Fan! Even the clansmen are so ruthless, what my father said is right! You are an ungrateful person with wolf ambitions, and you are not worthy of being a disciple of the Yang family at all!"

Looking at Yang Yan, who was lying on the ground, his life and death unknown, Yang Ming's shrewd eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly.

The words that were said made the other Yang family disciples look at Yang Fan's gaze, and there was a trace of separation.

"Hahaha! I can be regarded as finding you! Yang Ming! When I was a child, I didn't look for you, but you ruined the only thing my parents left me, you, damn it!"

Even if Liu Tiansheng said that he was in a state of recovery in a short period of time and could not use his vitality, otherwise he would be left with a hidden disease, but now this situation makes Yang Fan forget these words.

Nowadays, at all costs!

Let this damned man, die!

"Bump!

The one-yuan five-fold vitality enveloped the whole body, with extreme speed, like a sharp sword shooting towards Yang Ming.

The fast speed, as well as the surging furious sound, made Yang Ming's eyes sink slightly, but there was a bright luster flashing in the depths of his eyes, and there was a trace of killing intent that was clearly visible.

"Since you are looking for death, then this son will play with you! This son has long wanted to attack you!"

With his left foot, the whole person arched slightly like a tiger hunting for food.

The eightfold vitality of the One Yuan Realm gathered in his hands.

Casting the same tiger roar, Yang Cheng's tiger roar is completely different from Yang Ming's tiger roar.

Yang Ming's palms turned into claws, like a real tiger descending from the mountain, and rushed towards Yang Fan.

The rapid movement unexpectedly kicked up a cloud of dust!

The other Yang family disciples let out bursts of exclamations, and in the eyes that looked at Yang Ming, in addition to awe, there was also envy!

Yang Fan's eyes were cold, and relying on the martial arts master's combat experience, he instinctively tilted his body slightly, wanting to avoid this claw, and then complete the twisting counterattack.

However, how Yang Ming's reaction power was in the eightfold of the One Yuan Realm, and when Yang Fan's body turned slightly, he forcibly reversed the attack trajectory, and hit Yang Fan with a backhand with the momentum of a thousand troops.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Yang Fan had no choice but to raise his arms and lift it to the mouth of the Hun to block the onslaught.

"Bang!"

A low collision sound sounded, Yang Fan flew upside down, flipped twice in the air, and only stabilized his figure when he landed on the ground with one hand.

However, the labor pain in his arm made Yang Fan's eyes reveal murderous intent.

The improvement of the physique represents the increase of defense!

And even if Yang Fan was like this, his bones felt the pain of almost being torn, indicating that this strength had completely exceeded the strength that the fivefold of the One Yuan Realm could withstand.

If it weren't for the strong body, I'm afraid that this hit on the sixfold martial artist of the One Yuan Realm might also be killed directly.

Shaking his numb hands, Yang Fan looked at Yang Ming with a gloomy face.

Both of them wanted to kill each other, but the strength of each other exceeded each other's expectations.

Yang Ming's face was also gloomy, obviously he had used all his strength, but he didn't kill Yang Fan, which made Yang Ming slightly surprised, but he sneered: "Sure enough, there are some means, Yang Jiawei takes people, and he dares to openly resist!"

As he spoke, Yang Ming rushed towards Yang Fan with a few steps.

Yang Fan's eyes showed murderous intent, judging from Yang Ming's strength, even if he resisted Yang Ming's style, he would not die, at most he would only be seriously injured.

And Yang Ming also ignored the defense and focused on the attack.

Yang Fan thought in an instant that if he gave up resistance, forcibly accepted Yang Ming's style, and exchanged injuries for injuries, his winning rate would be greater!

Thinking of this, Yang Fan's pupils suddenly constricted, he raised his arm, his fist formed into a palm, and a powerful vitality began to gather in his palm.

Seeing that Yang Fan had given up his defense in the face of his strong attack, and seeing his momentum, he had to fight with himself, Yang Ming laughed angrily and said with an angry smile: "Since you are looking for death, then it's no wonder that this son is going to be!"

"Drink!"

The palms and claws passed by, making Yang Ming slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Yang Fan to follow him head-on, could it be ......

The next moment, Hun Kou was hit by a force like a boulder, and smashed on Hu Kou.

Like the stamina of a volcanic eruption, Yang Ming's whole person spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down and fell to the ground, unable to move for a long time.

Yang Fan was also uncomfortable at the moment, he also gave up his defense and carried out a fierce attack, at this moment there were some cracks in the Hun bones, and Yang Ming's paw prints were on Yang Fan's Hun mouth, leaving a few blood marks.

The moment of impact, Yang Fan's heart stopped beating for a few breaths.