"Die!"

King Ming's face was hideous, he didn't care about the injury in his abdomen, like a beast, he ran rampant towards Yang Fan!

The rough fist smashed into Yang Fan with great force, and fell on his arm fiercely, shaking him back step by step!

"What a strong force!"

Yang Fan showed a solemn expression.

I used the sword before, and I didn't feel how strong King Ming was.

Now that they are fighting each other, he clearly realizes that this guy is like a beast!

"I regret it now, it's too late!"

But King Ming was unwilling to miss this good opportunity to pursue, so he smiled and waved his fists again!

He frantically mobilized the qi in his body to bless his fist and launched a fierce attack like a storm!

It's really no fancy at all, punching to the flesh!

Yang Fan was shocked, and hurriedly raised his numb arm to block.

Bang bang bang!

The three punches fell, and Yang Fan only felt that his throat and eyes were a little sweet, and he was shocked:

"It's such a heavy punch, could it be that you practiced fighting before this dog's day?"

He gritted his teeth, he definitely couldn't carry it anymore!

A few more punches, even if he is a martial god, his arm will be broken!

Treasure Treasure Divine Pupil launched!

King Ming's fist speed slowed down more than ten times at this moment.

"Let you fight for a long time, it's time to taste my fists, right?"

Yang Fan sneered, retreated with his steps, half-zag step, and put on a starting hand style of Erlang Danshan, followed by a half-step crash!

Although he doesn't know how to mobilize qi to do attribute blessings, the true qi is poured into his fist, and he is still extremely fierce!

Collapse!

There was a dull loud noise, and King Ming only felt that his abdomen was like being hit by the head of a plane, and the sharp pain of exploding!

"How so?"

King Ming's pupils shrank sharply, his face suddenly turned pale, and then he flew out upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood!

Originally, he had a penetrating wound in the abdomen, but now he was hit by Yang Fan and collapsed in half a step, and he began to stand unsteadily!

"The world is too big, nothing is impossible, you think your hand-to-hand combat is very powerful?"

"Wrong, big mistake, I'm Yang Fan, I'm much better than you!"

Yang Fan grinned, stretched out a thumbs up, and then flipped down!

Although he is usually more stable, his personality is also easier to speak.

But in the face of the Pixiu Club, these two advantages can't be shown, and they are arrogant to the extreme!

"Good boy, does my brother-in-law still have such an arrogant side?"

Long Youlin, who had just woken up, happened to see this scene and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

I don't know why, he suddenly feels that such a brother-in-law is a good middle two!

"Arrogance!"

King Ming seemed to be enraged, and rushed again with red eyes!

"Then try to eat me again!"

Yang Fan sneered, and the Treasure Appreciation Divine Pupil continued to activate.

One bowed his head and bent down, dodging the powerful swing fist, and his true qi condensed on the fist.

This time it is a killer move in Tai Chi, and progress is moving!

Bang!

A fist smashed horizontally into King Ming's abdomen, and Yang Fan did not stop it, but instead raised his elbow and slammed his elbow on King Ming's chest.

Hearing only a "click", King Ming flew out upside down again, his chest bone was broken, and his abdomen was injured even more.

This time, King Ming no longer spurted blood, but directly began to vomit blood!

"Pretty fight!"

"Brother-in-law, that's it, teach that bastard a hard lesson!"

Long Youlin was extremely excited, raising his arms and shouting!

His grandmother's, let your turtle grandson sneak attack Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu asked my brother-in-law to beat you to death!

Although Wu Yao didn't speak, he watched Yang Fan show his might, and his beautiful eyes were full of brilliance!

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"Seniors of King Ming, we, we...... Let's withdraw first! ”

Zhuge Miaoyu's face was extremely pale, and his voice trembled and persuaded him.

Of course, she didn't care about King Ming's life or death, but she was afraid that King Ming would be killed directly by Yang Fan, and she would have to be buried with her!

She suddenly began to regret being an enemy of Yang Fan.

This guy is a pervert and a demon!

Even a strong man comparable to the peak of the Martial God can't take him, so why should he take revenge?

"Get out of here!"

"Yang Fan, I won't kill you today, I swear not to be a person!"

King Ming's eyes were blood-red, and he pushed away Zhuge Witty Words and roared angrily.

He is clearly obsessed, commonly known as the Upper Head.

Injury?

Just ignore it!

King Ming rushed towards Yang Fan like a truck.

His speed is not slow, although he is not as fast as Yang Fan, but no one can see his figure clearly.

At this moment, King Ming seems to have been stimulated to his potential, and his combat power is even more fierce than before!

"You can't play without blood, do you?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and sneered, if he didn't have the Treasure Appreciation Divine Pupil, he might really be afraid of one or two, and even get injured.

Just like the first battle with the Dark King, a crushing victory!

But now?

"Heavenly hand, first style!"

His arms were outstretched, and the real qi around him boiled like boiling water, and the whole warehouse seemed to tremble!

"Damn, there's an earthquake?"

Long Youlin was terrified, don't make trouble!

"It's not an earthquake!"

"It's Yang Fan who is performing martial arts!"

Wu Yao gasped and stared at Yang Fan in shock.

She had seen many powerful martial artists before, but no one had ever been able to perform such a domineering move like Yang Fan!

Is this really an ancient martial art?

"Impossible!"

King Ming was shocked, his face was shocked, and his scalp was numb The moment he stopped the attack, turned around and ran!

He had a hunch that this move was enough to kill him!

"Want to run?"

"I'm sorry, you can't leave today!"

Yang Fan sneered, his palm fell, bursting the air, and it was extremely ferocious on King Ming's head!

Rumble!

King Ming's body is like a thousand pounds of boulders falling from a high altitude, smashing the ground and shaking!

"Dead ...... He's dead? ”

Zhuge Miaoyu's face turned pale.

Damn King Ming, was slapped to death by Yang Fan?

It's not that she doesn't believe in King Ming's strength, but she doesn't believe that King Ming can withstand Yang Fan's slap!

No, you have to run!

This was the idea that came to Zhuge in an instant, and while the dust and smoke were billowing in the warehouse, she quietly jumped on the windowsill and ran into the night......

"Ahem!"

Long Youlin and Wu Yao coughed, kept waving their hands to disperse the dust, and almost choked to death.

But when the dust fell and the scene in front of them was revealed, the two ran directly to the corner of the wall and spit out!

I saw that where the two of them were fighting in the field, a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared.

The pit was at least two meters deep, and a headless corpse lay quietly in it!

King Ming, he was really slapped to death!

Yang Fan's figure staggered a little, and his expression was slightly bitter: "Is it still a little reluctant?" ”

This is the second time he has used this martial art, and the consumption is still so terrifying.

However, compared to the first time Xiao Tianqi tried to recruit, it is obviously much better!

He glanced at the corpses in the pit and let out a long breath.

This bastard of the Pixiu Club is finally dead!

"Wait!"

"What about Zhuge Witty Whisperer?"

Yang Fan suddenly remembered something, and then looked around, his face sank.

Damn, let her run away!