The two people in front of him were Wei Chong, who rushed back from Laoshan Mountain, and his senior brother Lin Qi.

With the Wei family's ability, it was not difficult to find out where Zhang Fan lived. In the eyes of the Wei family, Zhang Fan couldn't stay for a day.

Therefore, Wei Chong and Lin Qi basically rushed over as soon as they got Wei Yanfeng's instructions.

The battle of the masters, basically, will not say much, let alone ask the reason. After the two of them entered the courtyard, they rushed directly to the monk.

The monk is also not afraid of danger, and in the face of the two masters of the young generation in Laoshan, he clenched his fists and went forward. For a while, there was wind in the courtyard, and the fists sounded like thunder.

However, they searched the entire courtyard, but it did not affect Zhang Fan in the slightest. Zhang Fan just lay peacefully in the rocking chair, with a book on his head, and fell asleep.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wei Chong and Lin Qi are both masters of Ming Jin, and it is a little difficult for the monk to fight alone, let alone the two joining forces, the monk was caught by Wei Chong after a few fights, and threw a few punches into his chest.

These punches, fists to the flesh, smashed a pit. The last punch sent the monk Zhen flying.

"Poof!" the monk fell to one knee and spat out two mouthfuls of blood to the ground.

This mouthful of heavy bleeding made the monk grin.

"Hahahaha, worthy of a gentleman, the bloody disaster was fulfilled so quickly. Obviously he was seriously injured, but the monk was not afraid at all, but excited.

This shows Zhang Fan's strength even more. His physiognomy is simply invincible. In this way, the monk is even less worried.

Although Zhang Fan said that he had a bloody disaster, he also said that this disaster would not hurt his life, but after the disaster, the martial arts path was unimpeded.

"Hahaha, come on, fight with the monk for another three hundred rounds. The monk was excited and took the initiative to rush towards Wei Chong and Lin Qi.

With Zhang Fan's physiognomy, he knew his fate. Since you won't die, then fight unscrupulously.

The more the monk thought about it, the more frantic the fist in his hand felt.

Every punch that burst out, there was a thump, and the powerful energy made the air become hot. You can clearly feel that the temperature in the yard is starting to get high.

This is the battle between the masters of Ming Jin, which can raise the temperature of the battlefield. It's wild.

"What's going on with this monk, the more you fight, the more crazy you become. Wei Chong was a little surprised. They thought that the monk could solve it easily, but now, they were on par with the monk.

"Senior brother, you deal with him, I'll try that person's ability. Lin Qi didn't want to fight with the monk anymore, he looked at Zhang Fan, who was still sleeping on the recliner on the side, and rushed up with an arrow step, smashing towards the rocking chair.

"Hugh is going to disturb the gentleman's sleep. Seeing this, the monk crashed into that Lin Qi like a fierce bull. A wild bull rushed and knocked Na Lin Qi away.

On this side, Wei Chong came with an iron fist and smashed it on the monk's head. On the spot, the monk who had not yet reacted was smashed and dizzy.

"Get out of here!"

Na Lin Qi also attacked again, rushing towards the monk, and towards the monk's chest was a burst of poisonous punches, each punch leaving a pit mark on his chest.

However, the monk opened his hands and blocked in front of Zhang Fan, without taking half a step back.

"Look at my Laoshan Longhua fist, open!" Wei Chong saw that the monk was already shaking, and he was still short of the last blow. He stepped apart, his fists clenched, and above his fists, an invisible energy was condensed.

Then a punch collapsed, opening and closing, with the domineering power of collapsing mountains and destroying stones, and slammed into the monk's chest.

This punch directly shattered the clothes on the monk's chest, revealing skin and flesh, all red and swollen, and even bloodstained.

"Sir, I tried my best. The monk vomited blood in his mouth, his hands drooped, and he knelt down, who was already crumbling.

Just as he was about to fall down, a hand pressed on his shoulder and stabilized him.

"Good job, this disaster has passed, and your martial arts path will be smooth in the future. Next, leave it to me!"

Zhang Fan didn't know when, and sat up from the rocking chair. Seeing Zhang Fan's determined back, the monk grinned. Even though the inside of the mouth, on the teeth, there was blood all over it.

"You are the mage invited by the Yang family?" Wei Chong said as he looked at the man in front of him who looked about his age.

Apparently he didn't believe it, he thought it would be an old man of one hundred and eighty years old.

"That's right, who are you?" Zhang Fan had actually guessed the identity of the other party.

"The one who killed you. ”

"The one who killed me? But today I calculated a hexagram for myself, and there is no disaster and no trouble, and there is great luck. ”

"That's your hexagram is not accurate, I'll give you a hexagram, today, your death is coming, and you can't escape death. ”

Wei Chong and the others came to kill Zhang Fan today, and the two stopped talking nonsense with Zhang Fan and attacked Zhang Fan.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan said: "Look at it, this is the real 'knocking on the sky'." ”

Zhang Fan's words were obviously said to the monk. When the monk heard this, his eyes immediately widened, observing Zhang Fan's every move, even if it was a tiny detail, he would not let it go.

I saw Zhang Fan's figure turn, it seemed to be a slow movement, but it was surprisingly fast, and if you looked at it carefully, it seemed that there was still an afterimage. It is this afterimage that makes people feel that Zhang Fan's movements are very slow.

Immediately after, Zhang Fan rushed to the two of them first, his left and right hands attacked at the same time, bypassing Wei Chong and Lin Qi's powerful arms, and then followed their arms, clasped their palms, and hit the chins of the two with palm meat.

In the past, Zhang Fan used this trick and never used 'Qi', but this time, his clasp palm was obviously wrapped in a ball of 'Yuan Qi'.

The powerful energy instantly penetrated from the mandibles of the two of them into their heads, and then directly into their brains.

For a while, Wei Chong and Na Lin Qi suddenly felt that their eyes were dark, their brains were buzzing, and their brains seemed to have turned into paste, and the sky was spinning.

It feels like the whole person has ascended to heaven, and all kinds of senses, all kinds of senses, have begun to degenerate.

The next second, the two stood stiffly in place, and then fell to the ground with a clatter.

The monk behind him was dumbfounded. In just a split second, Mr. dealt with two guys who he considered to be masters.

"Is it dead?" the monk couldn't help but ask.

"Not dead, but it's like dead. In the future, I will be an idiot. ”

"Idiot?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Fan's answer made the monk extremely frightened. He remembered that when his husband used this trick to hit him, if he had used 'Qi' at that time, he would have become like they were now!