Although Zhang Fatzi had seen Su Fan in the inn, he was able to fight twenty of them.

But when I thought of it, at this time, the opposite side was the invincible Yan Chaofan of the Divine Fist who had been famous for many years and was ferocious.

He was desperate, not to mention that Yan Chaofan was surrounded by more than fifty bandits.

trembling for a while, I felt that I could not escape death.

Su Fan didn't know the bottom in his heart, he didn't have a clear understanding of his strength.

And listening to Zhang Fatzi's meaning, this person should be extremely powerful, and I don't know if I can handle it.

Just as he was thinking about whether to say something, one of the bandits stepped forward, pointed to Su Fan, who was wearing pajamas, and whispered to Yan Chaofan: "The third master is the little white face wearing strange clothes!"

Yan Chaofan, the third master, stared at him with a pair of ringed eyes, and looked Su Fan up and down.

Suddenly he turned around and slapped the man who spoke in the face, knocking the man upside down.

shouted: "More than twenty people can't even beat a little white face, and they also gave the lives of two people, what do I want you to do!" He spoke as if he was yelling, and the ears of the people who shook him were buzzing.

"Little white face, am I a little white face?" Su Fan heard this, touched his face, not only was he not angry, but he was a little happy, you know, he dreamed of eating a bowl of fragrant soft rice.

On Earth, no one has ever said that he is a little white face, which makes him a little unconfident, and he doesn't know how many bowls of soft rice he can eat.

Unexpectedly, on the first day of this other world, he actually got the coveted title of little white face.

can't help but have some good feelings for the three masters, and even his violent eyes that are about to pop out of their sockets are much more pleasing to the eye.

Yan Chaofan glared at Su Fan with a pair of violent eyes, and scolded: "That little white face, can you recognize your third master Yan Chaofan in Wulong Village?"

Su Fan looked at his appearance and listened to his question, and suddenly had a sense of déjà vu of Zhang Fei and Ma Chao.

Zhang Fei: "Do you recognize Yanren Zhang Yide!"

Ma Chao: "My family has been a prince for many generations, how can I know the village and the wild horseman!"

Zhang Fei: "......"

When Su Fan thought of this, he really couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Yan Chaofan was laughed at inexplicably, only when Su Fan was laughing at himself, he was suddenly furious and was about to jump off the horse.

Unexpectedly, Su Fan jumped out of the carriage first, walked to the front of the convoy, and looked at the leopard's head and eyes, like the three masters that Zhang Fei had reappeared.

Remembering that Lu Bu had also scolded Zhang Fei, called the ring-eyed thief, his brain twitched, and he said, "Hey, that leopard-headed ring-eyed thief, are you Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide?"

Yan Chaofan is ugly, the leopard's head and eyes are a dead hole, a lifelong pain, and he hates others to make fun of him the most in his life.

At this time, when he heard Su Fan scolding him for being a leopard-headed and ring-eyed thief, his angry eyes burst out, as if they were about to fly out of his sockets.

He screamed, pressed his hand on the saddle, flew up, jumped down from the horse's head, and shouted angrily: "The thief is looking for death!"

The steed was pressed by him, and its limbs went limp, and it neighed, and fell to the ground!

Yan Chaofan kicked the ground with his feet angrily, blowing up a small crater.

With both hands clenched into fists, his body was like electricity, and he rushed to Su Fan in the blink of an eye, and his fist the size of a casserole went straight to Su Fan's door.

Su Fan never thought that Yan Chaofan's reaction would be so big, and when he was caught off guard, he could only swing his fist and make a hard hit!

Yan Chaofan was disdainful in his heart, with a cruel smile on his face, he had never lost!

"Bang!"

The two fists intersected, and there was a loud bang, and a ripple spread, stirring up dust in the sky.

Su Fan is thin and slender, while Yan Chaofan is eight feet long, with big shoulders and a round waist.

In such a stark contrast, the bandits were already whining, as if they saw Su Fan die tragically under Yan Chaofan's fist.

Fat Zhang's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't bear to look at it!

Rumble!

The fists collided, Su Fan did not move, and stood still in place.

The three masters, Yan Chaofan, were beaten with his feet off the ground, slid back a few meters, and took a few steps back, so that he could barely stabilize his figure.

"How is that possible!"

Yan Chaofan was shocked in his heart, he was born with divine power, he had infinite strength since he was a child, and he had practiced Brute Bull Boxing for more than 30 years, which helped him run and increase his strength, but he was beaten away by Su Fan, who was standing in place, and he felt unbelievable for a while.

The bandits were even more silent, and they couldn't believe that their own powerful three masters would be defeated by their strength!

When Zhang Fatzi heard the sudden silence in the field, he secretly opened his eyes and saw Su Fan standing in place without moving, while Yan Chaofan shook his hand and stood in the distance, he couldn't help but be shocked, and a little hope rose in his desperate heart!

Yan Chaofan shook his hand, stared at a pair of ringed eyes, and shouted: "What a lot of strength! But today you will not escape death!"

After speaking, he rushed to Su Fan again.

He could see from the punch just now that Su Fan was just strong, but his shot was out of order.

Although his strength is only seen in his life, he has never practiced martial arts, and his punches are straight and straight, and there is no change.

If you don't understand the routines and the method of hard work, no matter how much strength you have, if you can't hit someone, it's in vain!

"It's just a pity that this divine power talent!"

How did he know that Su Fan was just an ordinary person sleeping at home half a day ago, and his strength was all based on the idiom "strong and strong".

It's okay to bully and bully ordinary bandits with this, but when you meet people who have successful cultivation and routines, it is even more difficult to hit.

When Su Fan saw Yan Chaofan rushing over, he knew his shortcomings and didn't dare to be careless.

On the one hand, he put on a military body fist starting pose that he had learned during military training, trying to scare and scare him.

While carefully recalling the moves of the military body fist.

However, before he could remember, Yan Chaofan had already attacked with one punch.

Su Fan was helpless, and also punched out.

However, at this time, Yan Chaofan had already seen his hypocrisy and reality, and no longer fought with him, just dodging in a flash.

Hurriedly took two steps, used the authentic Brute Bull Fist, and attacked Su Fan from the bottom up.

Su Fan raised his arms to defend, but was bypassed by Yan Chaofan and hit in the chest.

Yan Chaofan was unforgiving, and his fists were like a storm, hitting Su Fan one after another.

The situation reversed, and Zhang Fatzi's heart gradually sank with a little hope, becoming more desperate, and he felt that every minute was torment!

The bandits were even more wow-wow, cheering for their three-in-command Yan Chaofan.

"The three masters are mighty!"

"Kill him! Let him know how powerful our Oolong Village is!"

"Kill him and avenge the hairy brother!"

Su Fan was beaten and retreated again and again, with severe pain all over his body, and he couldn't help screaming.

I want to dodge, but I don't know how to dodge!

I want to defend, but I don't know how!

I want to attack, but I can't hit anyone!

There was no choice but to swing his fists indiscriminately.

Yan Chaofan seemed to have succeeded again and again, but he was actually depressed.

Ordinary people just punch him, even if he doesn't die, he should be seriously injured!

Where would he be like Su Fan, who was punched countless times, but he was still jumping around and yelling.

After a long time, Su Fan also slowly became aware of it, and said in his heart: "Why doesn't this fist hurt when it hits the body?

Anyway, he couldn't hit anyone, so he simply used his hand to protect the most important little white face, regardless of anything else, and mocked in his mouth: "Aren't you invincible with a divine fist?

"Use a little force, a little bit on the left, a little bit on the right, a little bit down, yes, yes, that's it, harder, harder, harder, ah!

"Your massage skills are so good, what kind of bandit are you? How good is it to open a massage parlor, it will definitely make money?"

"Isn't it just for money to work hard to be a bandit?" I advise you to wash your hands in a golden basin and do a good massage business, which is much better than being a bandit from birth to death!"

"Why don't you speak? I'm doing this for your own good?

"Talk?"

Yan Chaofan's angry eyes seemed to burst out of his sockets, and he roared up to the sky, roaring again and again!

"Bring the knife, bring the knife! I'm going to kill this little white face!"

No one knew that Yan Chaofan not only cultivated the Brute Bull Fist, but also had an extremely powerful sword technique.

Because all who know are dead!

Although Su Fan once again heard Yan Chaofan boast that he was a little white face, he was still taken aback.

"No matter how strong you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist the knife cut!" Su Fan muttered in his heart, "If you are strong and move up a few levels, you should not be afraid of the knife cut." ”

Seeing that a bandit threw a knife at Yan Chaofan.

Su Fan didn't dare to hesitate, and when Yan Chaofan took the knife, he suddenly kicked out and kicked Yan Chaofan with all his strength.

Su Fan had been protecting Xiaobai's face with both hands before, and only did passive defense.

At this time, Yan Chaofan was caught off guard, unable to dodge, and tried his best to block with both hands.

Su Fan's strength is so huge, it is not comparable to Yan Chaofan at all.

Yan Chaofan was kicked, flew out directly upside down, and smashed to the ground!

He hurriedly turned over and stood up, only to feel that his arms were numb and he was unsteady on his feet!

If it weren't for the fact that he had practiced brute bull boxing since he was a child, his arms were like a pair of horns, which were extremely hard, and he would have been scrapped long ago!

Su Fan grabbed the long knife first, and while Yan Chaofan's foothold was not stable, he went up and slashed indiscriminately, forcing him to be in a hurry.

But Su Fan didn't know how to use swordsmanship, and he could only let Yan Chaofan be in a hurry, and nothing else.

Yan Chaofan couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Let's go together, hack him to death for me!"

More than 50 bandits responded with a murderous awe, and rushed on horseback with knives.

Although Su Fan couldn't beat Yan Chaofan, it was more than enough to deal with these ordinary bandits.

He brandished his long knife and cut off the legs of the horse that rushed to him, and the horse screamed and fell to the ground along with the bandits on its back.

kicked out, hit the bandit's neck, only to hear a click, the bandit's neck broke, and the soul flew to the west.

Misshaped, dodged a long knife, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's arm.

With a strong flick, the bandit flew backwards like a cannonball, smashing over a group of bandits!

After all, Yan Chaofan was a giant who had experienced a hundred battles, he took a long knife, and when he saw Su Fan with his back to him, he cut down a bandit to the ground.

Secretly: "Good opportunity!"

Decisively took out the knife, slashed at Su Fan's back, and cut a foot-long gap!

However, the sight of blood gushing out did not appear.

I saw the long knife slash, and as soon as the blood oozed out, the muscles on both sides of the wound suddenly contracted to stop the bleeding.

Seeing this, Yan Chaofan's eyes widened, and he was surprised: "What kind of demon art is this!"

Su Fan couldn't help but scream, he had grown so big, he hadn't been cut yet.

"It's over!" Su Fan felt that the wound was extremely long, "I'm going to bleed to death!"

"Alas, there wasn't much bleeding!" Su Fan felt his muscles close, "Is this also the effect of being strong?"

Su Fan felt the pain of the wound, but there was no blood, and the courage in his heart couldn't help but be strong, and he took the initiative to attack and fight hard.

Yan Chaofan saw that Su Fan's wound was closed, thought for a while, thought it was some kind of method to contract muscles, and didn't take it to heart, and said secretly: "Cut you a few more times, see if you are not dead!"

found another opportunity and slashed through Su Fan's chest!

Su Fan screamed in pain, and his feet retreated one after another, only to feel unbearable pain!

Yan Chaofan used his knife technique, slashed left, right, up, and poked on Su Fan's body, cutting Su Fan's pajamas into strands, and the blood was even more mushy!

There were also other bandits, who from time to time added wounds to him.

After a long time, Su Fan's whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he regretted in his heart, he should have run away just now, regardless of the life or death of the fat man.

Now it's good to put yourself in.

Su Fan had wounds on the front and back, left and right, and the blood had not gushed out, but it was slowly oozing out, and he was already a bloody man at this time.

If it weren't for the "strong body" supernatural power, he would have been hacked to death with a knife!

Yan Chaofan and the bandits also felt a little hairy in their hearts, in their long career of cutting people, they had never seen anyone who was cut like this, still standing, and still alive!

Su Fan's mind was dizzy, his eyes were a little dizzy, and he was annoyed in his heart: "Are you really going to die here?"

Gritted his teeth and felt ruthless in his heart: "Damn, Lao Tzu will pull a few pads when he dies!"

only attacked but not defended, frantically output, and hacked seven or eight people to death in an instant.

And he himself was slashed several times, and he stumbled under his feet, and he was about to fall down when he staggered!

Yan Chaofan is waiting for this opportunity!

"Cut off your head and see if you can live!"

With a hideous smile on his face, the long knife flashed with blood, and slashed at Su Fan's neck!