Yang Fan looked at the sharp knife in front of him at this time, listening to the ridicule of the violent people around him who licked blood on the tip of the knife.

His body trembled slightly, but not the trembling of his guts, but the trembling of excitement at this river and lake full of danger and mystery.

Ever since he was deboned by the old man in another dimension, Yang Fan always felt that he had inexhaustible strength in his body, he realized the change in his heart, and he longed for a battle to polish his physique.

Yang Fan didn't even consider whether this group of people was one of them, and it was possible that the martial arts realm was higher than his own. He just wants a fight right now.

So Yang Fan raised his head and looked at this group of people, and the young man in white said with a little ruffian: "If you want money, if you want life, then I can't give it to you."

This group of people all suspect that there is something wrong with their ears, what does this unruly kid say? Asking for money is not a fatal thing? Can't give the fuck back your life?

In an instant, a big man felt that his IQ had been insulted, and shouted, "Where did you come from, stupid boy, I'm afraid that I was frightened, and let me cut off your head so that you can sober up." ”

So he picked up the knife, strode towards Yang Fan, and wiped Yang Fan's neck with a horizontal knife in one hand. Seeing that it was a scene of blood gushing, the men around him were all smiling and waiting for Yang Fan's head to hit the ground.

But the reality is always unsatisfactory, I saw that the knife did not hit Yangfan's neck, but was dodged by Yang Fan by a twist, and Yang Fan clenched his fists, his left fist gathered strength, and smashed into the man's chest with a punch, and the powerful group instantly blew off several of the man's ribs, and the man who was completely beaten by this punch did not even have the strength to stand, covering his chest and retreating several times, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and fell to the ground, life and death are unknown.

The men around him obviously didn't expect that this boy who didn't stand through the wind turned out to be a fierce wolf who knew how to hide his fangs.

Before everyone could recover from the situation where his companion was beaten by a punch and seemed to be flying out of the sky, Yang Fan put away his fist and said with a bright smile: "You guys are fucking here!"

This sentence was used by Yang Fan to ridicule the dragon turtle, and sure enough, these men who were already full of blood shouted angrily, and they all raised their knives and slashed them.

Yang Fan turned his whole body to strength, his muscles tensed inch by inch, and he silently said in his mouth: "Spike defense!" Immediately, spikes composed of abilities vaguely appeared on the body, enveloping the body.

Yang Fan did not retreat but advanced, and took the initiative to face this group of fierce outlaws, the Meteorite Fist, which had long been familiar with the heart, took advantage of the situation, and smashed an oncoming steel knife with one punch, but the fist did not receive the slightest damage because of the excellent body refining and spike defense, at most, it was this powerful inertia that shook Yang Fan's arm a little numb.

Yang Fan's excellent defensive ability made Yang Fan's punch even more meaningless, Yang Fan instantly went behind a person, moved his big arm, suddenly shook his lower arm, and a punch was like a dragon raising his head, and the big man who punched with a punch was bleeding, his jaw was disjointed, and most of the souls that fell to the ground were flying out of the sky by a punch hammer.

The big man in the lead looked at Yang Fan in the field as if he was in a no-man's land, this young man had no murderous, vicious, and fierce aura, and he didn't even have the slightest desire to win.

But the momentum is still very strong.

This thoughtful man saw that Yang Fan's back was empty, abandoned his sword and clenched his fists, and the momentum of the martial artist in the Prosperous Realm suddenly climbed to the top. A fierce punch instantly smashed into Yang Fan's spine.

Although Yang Fan sensed the power of this punch, it was still too late, and he didn't have time to defend at all. As a last resort, Yang Fan stretched his back, his back was like a mountain bulging, his left and right ribs were swimming like a dragon, and the whole person didn't move a single step, and he ate this fierce punch that was strong and heavy.

But the blood oozing from the corner of Yang Fan's mouth is enough to show that this punch is not without achievements, and Yang Fan tried his best to resist this punch, and he also suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Yang Fan's chest at this time was like a river overturning the sea, and his breath was disordered, Yang Fan let out a long breath, turned around to look at this big man who was quite good in the martial arts realm, and swallowed the blood that poured up his throat. Yang Fan smiled in his heart: "This pain is the same as what I suffered from bone refining before, hahaha."

"Small!"

Yang Fan took a step forward and smashed a punch into Dahan's temple, who knew that Dahan didn't even defend himself, but also poked out with a punch and smashed it on Yang Fan's forehead in an instant.

The two of them suddenly oozed blood, and this appearance made people look really scary. Yang Fan took three steps back, and the big man only took one step back and stopped the momentum of regression.

Judge from above!

The big man smiled and strode towards Yang Fan, and laughed: "Hunting geese all day long, today I was actually pecked in the eyes by a bird, I didn't expect that this kid of yours is still a martial artist who has survived the bone refining realm, my brothers, don't complain if they die, go down and accompany them!"

Immediately smashed down with a punch, Yang Fan crossed his arms to block this ferocious style, and was actually slid backwards by this terrifying force hammer for two or three meters. Yang Fan stretched out his hand and touched the blood on his face, and smiled happily: "I think it's just right for you to be a big brother to go down with them!"

Dahan was stunned for a moment when he heard Yang Fan's words, looked up to the sky and smiled: "Good boy, you have courage, it's very different from those cowardly young masters I met before, today I have to let you die happily."

Immediately stopped talking nonsense, and continued to fight against Yang Fan with the ferocious fighting method of exchanging injuries for lives.

The two energy cores in Yang Fan's dantian were running extremely fast, and he told Xiao Bai to mobilize the maximum energy of the system with his mind, and the bones in Yang Fan's body flashed with black light, and the strength of his whole body climbed to the extreme, and there were dots of black light oozing out of his body.

Yang Fan felt the power surging all over his body at this time, looked at the fierce fist coming towards his chest, let go of the defense and directly let a punch hit his chest, Yang Fan snorted, his left fist clenched, and all his essence and spirit gathered on one punch.

Yang Fan's eyes were resolute, he felt that there was no enemy in front of him at this time, he just thought that this punch must be faster, it must be the fastest, and the person who will block it in front of him when the punch comes out feels that the sky is above!

It's coming in a flash! Yang Fan drank in his mouth: "Fist falls, falling star!" A fist smashed on the forehead of the big man, and he also retreated because of the loss of spirit, and fell to the edge of a stone.

After the big man received this punch, his seven orifices were bleeding, his eyes were open, and his whole body was completely empty, and he obviously died from this desperate punch, but he was so straight that he was clubbed to the ground, still maintaining the posture of the punch before he died, his forehead bone was shattered, and the flesh and blood on his face were blurred.

Die and not fall!

Yang Fan didn't care about his death, and his body was like a pot of stew, and his chest was tumbling. Yang Fan hurriedly endured the pain and got up cross-legged, and operated the two energy cores in the dantian to transmit energy to the whole body and restore the qi.