"Hmph, you still want to hide, it's too late?"

Yang Zhigang snorted vigorously.

"Hide?"

What the?

Yang Zhigang was shocked, what does this guy mean?

Boom.

At this moment, Yang Zhigang's reckless bull fist fell on Yang Yifan's left shoulder.

"How is that possible?"

Yang Zhigang shouted.

The expected sound of bone cracking did not come, and Yang Yifan vomited blood and flew out backwards, and did not appear.

The physical strength of this waste is so terrifying, can it block his full force?

Not good.

Hearing the howling of the wind, Yang Zhigang was startled and wanted to dodge.

It's a pity that it's late.

Can't hide.

He gritted his teeth and could only resist.

Boom.

A non-fancy punch slammed into Yang's right shoulder.

Click.

The terrifying sound of bone cracking came, and the huge force surged, directly shattering Yang Zhigang's left shoulder bone, and the bone slag instantly pierced the flesh and blood, mixed with warm blood splashed out.

"Ahh ”

The terrible scream like killing a pig sounded, and Yang Zhigang flew out upside down, falling to the ground with a thud, smashing out a human-shaped pit.

Hiss.

The sound of gasping for air sounded, and a few guys next to him almost didn't stare out their eyeballs, and it was Yang Zhigang who was knocked over by a punch that was actually Yang Zhigang of the Nine Levels of Quenching Realm?

The Seventh Layer of the Quenching Body Realm can defeat the people of the Nine Layers of the Quenching Body Realm so easily, I'm afraid that even those genius boys in Wave City can't do it.

Looking at Yang Yifan, who was standing proudly, these guys' faces were as pale as paper, and they couldn't figure out how a waste could become so powerful.

"Don't you really want to step on me, do you want to be cool? Now, isn't it cool?"

Burst.

Yang Zhigang was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Glancing around at Yang Zhigang and the others, Yang Yifan said lightly: "You guys, let's go together." ”

What the?

Together?

What could be more humiliating?

These people, the lowest cultivation is the seventh level of the quenching body realm, and there are two quenching body realm eightfold, although they admit that Yang Yifan is beyond their expectations, but if they want to challenge all of them alone, is it possible?

"You said it yourself, don't blame us for bullying. ”

"Don't blame us if you're dead. ”

The guys came around.

Yang Zhigang also took out a bottle of gold sore powder, smeared it on the wound, and then gritted his teeth and stood up, not to cut this waste with a thousand knives, crush the bones and scatter ashes, and it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

"Up. ”

A cold murderous intent flashed in Yang Zhigang's eyes, and he stomped on his feet, like a tiger descending from a mountain, and rushed towards Yang Yifan.

Swish!

"Reckless Bull Fist. ”

Still coming?

I really don't know whether to live or die.

The corners of Yang Yifan's mouth turned up slightly, evoking a mocking sneer, but he turned slightly to the side, and easily dodged it.

Call.

After dodging it, his hand reached out like lightning, like a snake coming out of a hole, almost to the extreme.

Syllable!

A crisp voice sounded.

Yang Zhigang's head tilted suddenly, his mouth opened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, mixed with a few teeth, and half of his face was already red and swollen, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Ah, I'm going to kill you, kill you. ”

Yang Zhigang shouted.

Brush brush brush.

At this time, the other four guys also besieged it.

The sound of fists piercing through the air kept ringing out, and the amazing power was flowing.

"As I said, today, don't even think of leaving alive. ”

Yang Yifan's body was full of murderous intent surging wildly.

The previous hatred, and now the blasphemy of Ling'er, add up, these guys must die.

Whew.

Two straight punches roared out, and the huge force in the body suddenly exploded.

Crash.

The force was so violent, it directly broke through his sleeves, and the broken strips of cloth fell in all directions.

Boom!

Boom!

The four fists met, and immediately, there were two clicks, and a terrifying bone cracking sound sounded, and the two hands immediately fell down.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The two guys who fought against Yang Yifan kept retreating, and they kept screaming miserably in their mouths, like that, they didn't have the arrogance and pride they had before.

Knock knock.

The other two guys took advantage of the situation to attack, and their fists fell directly on Yang Yifan's body.

But they were disappointed.

The punch that contained their strongest strength didn't even play any role.

When their fists landed, they clearly felt as if they had smashed into a piece of Ten Thousand Year Divine Iron, and their hands were in pain.

Is this still that piece of waste?

A few guys were so frightened that their faces were so terrifying?

If they knew that Yang Yifan was cultivating the inheritance technique of the Ancient Dragon Clan, perhaps it would not be so strange.

"Isn't it cool?"

Hearing Yang Yifan's voice, the two guys looked frightened and hurriedly wanted to retreat.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Smack, smack.

Bows were fired left and right, and two slaps landed on the faces of the two guys.

Poof.

The two of them vomited a mouthful of blood in unison, and then fell to the side, their faces swollen like pigs' heads.

Grunt.

Looking at Yang Yifan, who was standing proudly, Yang Zhigang, who was about to rush over, stopped his steps, and kept swallowing his saliva with difficulty, his eyes were full of frightened looks, is this waste still human?

Unexpectedly, with the sevenfold cultivation of the Quenching Body Realm, one person was able to resist the five of them, and he still had the upper hand.

In particular, the strength of that waste was even greater than his quenching body realm ninefold, and his body was even stronger and outrageous, and he was attacked by a quenching body realm sevenfold and a quenching body realm eightfold, and he was unscathed.

Terrible!

It's horrible!

This guy is not human, he is simply a humanoid beast.

That's right, it's a humanoid beast, otherwise, how could it be possible to have such a strong strength and body in the Seven Layers of the Quenching Body Realm?

Step on.

Yang Zhigang took a step back, staring at Yang Yifan in horror, and then, one turned around, and ran desperately towards the rear.

Ran away?

Quenching the body realm ninefold, practicing a yellow-level middle-grade martial art to the Dacheng realm, the top ten geniuses in the entire Yang family were actually scared away by a sevenfold waste of the quenching body realm?

"Run. ”

There was almost no hesitation, and Yang Zhigang's four doglegs also turned around and started running.

Boom.

Yang Yifan stomped his footsteps, and his body shot out.

"No, Young Master Yifan, I'm just... ”

Boom!

A punch landed on the guy's head.

Burst.

That guy's head was like a ripe watermelon, it exploded suddenly, scarlet blood mixed with miserable white brains splashed everywhere, and the whole scene looked bloody and terrifying.

Knock knock.

Glimpsing the scene behind him, Yang Zhigang and the others were so frightened that they used all their strength to eat.

However, seeing that Yang Yifan was chasing those four guys and didn't care about him, he was also relieved, after running such a distance, the waste should not be able to catch up with him.

Of course, if he knew that Yang Yifan cultivated body martial arts, he might not be so confident.