"Drink" a deep drink rolled out from his throat. Under the pressure of the palm wind, Ye Fan could not avoid it. He had no time to think about Ye Feng's despicable means of sneak attack. His body was half squatting, and the profound energy from his whole body spurted out and then condensed into
In the palm of the hand, the fingers were gathered into a fist, and the power of the whole body was poured into the fist. During the breath, the immature palm expanded to the size of an adult. The huge fist rolled up and exploded with a cold and fierce howl.
At the moment when the fists were about to collide, Ye Feng's face showed a strange arc. Immediately under Ye Fan's frightened and angry eyes, he turned sideways, avoided Ye Fan's fist, and then pointed the knife towards the latter.
Next to her, Ye Ling'er put her hood up.
When Ye Fan saw this, his eyes were about to burst, and he forcibly stopped his forward motion.
"Poof." The profound energy backfired as the movement changed, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his throat. He didn't bother to wipe the blood around his mouth. Ye Fan suddenly turned sideways before Ye Feng's attack fell, and opened his arms like a hen with wings spread to protect him.
Ye Linger, who had a dull face.
"Bang...puff!" A sharp pain hit his mind from his shoulder blades, and blood spurted out of his mouth again, splashing on Ye Ling'er's pretty face. She endured the pain of broken bones and reluctantly turned around.
. I saw Ye Feng standing not far away with a playful look on his face. "Ahem..." Another mouthful of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth. Ye Fan stared at the indifferent Ye Feng, his eyes fierce as a demon who wanted to choose people to devour.
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"You are despicable!" He gritted his teeth tightly, grinding his lips for a long time before he forced out three words from the gap between his teeth.
Ye Feng didn't care at all about the former's cannibalistic gaze, and the corners of his lips slightly raised on his calm face.
"It's just that a king becomes a king or a bandit loses. As your brother, I have the obligation to remind you that you should not insist on morality when you go out in the future. Otherwise, if you die, it will affect the family affairs..." The last word "big" has not yet been spoken. Ye
Feng Yi changed his previous frivolity and put on a humble expression. He bowed his head humbly behind Ye Fan and shouted: "Master..." Upon seeing this, Ye Fan and the others hurriedly turned back.
There wasn't even half a figure behind him. "No, I've been fooled." Ye Fan was heartbroken. Turning around, he saw Ye Feng approaching Ye Ling'er without knowing when. A pair of fleshy palms holding violent curls
The energy slammed down fiercely. The violent wind poured into Ye Ling'er's slightly opened mouth. The words spoken in the throat were choked back into the stomach by the cold wind. In despair,
The little girl looked frightened, and her big watery eyes looked helplessly at Ye Fan beside her. Such a pitiful look made Ye Fan feel sad. At this time, Ye Fan was beyond rescue. In a hurry, he stretched out his hand
One arm is blocking the middle of the palm position.
"Gaba." The violent attack was as unstoppable as the flood that broke the embankment. Even though Ye Fan suffered a broken arm, it only slightly changed the trajectory of his palm.
"Bang." The palm of his hand hit Ye Ling'er's thin shoulder, and the latter's weak body fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken. The cute little face as delicate as a porcelain doll was actually frighteningly pale at this time.
.The sight of a strange red petal on the slightly undulating chest makes one’s heart stop.
"Ling'er" cried out sadly, Ye Fan rushed to Ye Ling'er who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. He wanted to help her up but found that both of his arms were broken and he couldn't use any strength.
"Brother, is this going too far?" Ye Yu walked out of the crowd and whispered in Ye Feng's ear.
"Excessive? You can't even beat a loser but you still have the nerve to say that I'm too much. If it wasn't to vent my anger, would I be doing this?" However, in response to Ye Yu's reminder, the latter's face not only showed no trace of regret, but
He scolded Ye Yu vehemently. Everyone in the audience saw Ye Feng's fierce look on his face, and then recalled the latter's despicable methods just now. In the past, the admiration-like eyes were unknowingly mixed with a bit of admiration.
A look of disdain.
Fights between the younger generations in the family often happen. Although fists and kicks are blind, injuries in fights are inevitable. But there has never been a vicious person like Ye Feng today. What is even more unacceptable to everyone is the latter.
He clearly had the strength to defeat Ye Fan head-on, but he abandoned it. Instead, he used intrigues and tricks to entrap his opponent. He also directly threatened Ye Ling'er, who had no ability to resist. These methods can no longer be described as shameless.
Behind him, Ye Yu felt the disdainful gazes of everyone behind him. His eldest brother had done such a despised act, and he felt that he had lost all face. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to get in, so as not to be here.
Embarrassed. Ye Yu clenched his palms. He wanted to persuade Ye Feng to try to make amends, but was afraid of the latter's scolding. He glanced at his side and found that Ye Feng was looking at the two people who fell to the ground, stunned.
Next, doubts abounded. "What happened to big brother today? He is a completely different person than before."
"Little girl, you are too weak to resist the beating. I only used three-thirds of my strength, and I am already injured like this. A waste will be a waste after all!" Ye Feng sneered and mocked his face as his eyes passed over the two of them lazily.
He put on a sick smile and didn't pay attention to the hateful looks of the people behind him.
Hearing this, Ye Fan's face instantly darkened, his eyes fell on the little girl's broken shoulder bone, and a torrential chill swept out. The air was freezing for a few minutes at this moment. Ye Feng's despicable behavior was completely untrue.
Humiliation. Just like when an old cat catches a mouse, it always plays with it before eating it. To him, this kind of playing is tantamount to crushing its face on the ground and then ruthlessly ravaging it with the soles of shit-stained shoes.
At this moment, the hatred in Ye Fan's heart reached an unprecedented level. The steel teeth in his mouth creaked, and wisps of bright red spilled out from between the teeth. The cold words were like steel knives grinding white bones, and they were forced out of the throat inch by inch.
out.
"Ye Feng, I will ask you to repay the hatred you incurred today a hundredfold during the clan competition."