Ye Fan's extremely arrogant words completely angered the remaining ten eunuchs.
In their view, no matter how strong Ye Fan is, one person's power is limited after all, so how can one fight against ten?
But they don't understand that a thousand ants added together cannot move an elephant in the slightest.
The strength gap between them and Ye Fan is like the huge gap between heaven and earth, which cannot be made up by quantity!
"boom!"
At this moment, a burly figure soared into the sky like a cannonball, and a flying kick swept towards Ye Fan's neck with a devastating force.
This move is extremely powerful, abandoning all tedious and fancy techniques, and is a hard blow. If an ordinary person is kicked, the neck bone will break on the spot and die.
However, in the face of this terrifying blow, Ye Fan still stood on the spot, his feet motionless, and a calm smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under control.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his right hand, slightly bent his index finger, and pointed at his opponent's steel-hard leg.
Ye Fan's fingers were slender and slender, but also looked very fragile, like a mantis' arm acting as a cart, as if it was about to be kicked off in the next moment.
"Peng!"
One finger and one leg, colliding in mid-air.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, a volcanic eruption-like force erupted from Ye Fan's fingertips,
The iron legs that were strong enough to kick through the steel plates of the city wall were penetrated at this moment, and bright red blood sprayed out like a fountain. The man's body immediately flew backwards, paralyzed on the ground, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
In just one meeting, another eunuch was defeated by Ye Fan.
Seeing this scene, the remaining people were furious and at the same time felt a sense of fear in their hearts.
…
"You brat, you're looking for death!"
Suddenly, several more people attacked Ye Fan from all directions at the same time.
The moves they practice are all different.
The eight cannon fists bombard the world, opening and closing, the most rigid and powerful.
The magic power of eagle claws, the goshawk fights the rabbit, penetrates the gold and cracks the stone, swallows the wolf and drives away the tiger.
The Wandering Dragon Palm Technique is ethereal and light, a horse flies in the air, and an antelope hangs its horns.
The Thirteen Taibao under Master Kong Fo are considered to be good hands in the world.
Although they had never had the experience of working together to deal with one person before, at this moment, they had a tacit understanding and perfect cooperation, almost blocking any angle of Ye Fan's dodge.
And as soon as they came up, they used their strongest trump card, leaving nothing behind, trying to kill Ye Fan as soon as possible.
But they didn't expect that from the beginning, Ye Fan never thought of dodge.
"Like an ant!"
Ye Fan uttered a word through his teeth, and then his body suddenly glowed with light, as if he was covered with a layer of armor from the gods, as powerful as a god Lingchen.
And in his eyes, pure white flames were burning, as if he had recreated two stars out of thin air, and even the sun in the sky looked dim.
For a moment, everyone present felt their breathing was stagnant, and the hairs on their bodies stood up, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Suddenly, Ye Fan moved.
He randomly punched the remaining Taibos.
With one punch, he was extremely domineering, the situation changed, and the mountains collapsed and the earth shattered.
"Peng!"
The nearest Taibao couldn't dodge and was hit in the chest, and there was a loud sound that shook the sky and the earth.
Looking from a distance, he saw that a hole had been punched out in his chest, his heart was beaten to pieces, and his huge body fell to the ground with a crash, and it seemed that he would not survive.
One effort will bring down ten!
In the face of absolute power, no fancy moves are useless.
Just when everyone in the venue was immersed in shock and had never recovered, Ye Fan's figure disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, he appeared behind another Taibao and punched again.
Caught off guard, the man had no time to dodge before his spine was shattered and his life was completely lost.
However, this is just the beginning!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The sound of iron fist bombardment is endless.
Faced with the enemy's siege, Ye Fan walked through the crowd as if he were strolling in a garden. His footwork was ethereal and nimble. Every time he punched, a Taibao fell down.
His pace has an unparalleled sense of rhythm, not like fighting, but like dancing some kind of elegant waltz, flowing smoothly, in one go, without any sloppiness!
The ancient poet Li Bai wrote in "Xia Ke Xing" that "Kill one person in ten steps. Leave no trace in a thousand miles!"
But now, Ye Fan killed one person in one step.
…
After a cup of tea, the place returned to calm, but the indelible smell of blood filled the air.
There was not a drop of blood on Ye Fan's body, but the ground around him was filled with blood.
Except for Liang Zhongyu, who died in the Lihuo of Nanming last night, the remaining twelve eunuchs all fell to the ground at this moment, a sea of corpses and bones, with broken limbs and arms, leaving no one alive.
Looking around, it is terrifying and ferocious, like an Asura hell.
Among the piles of corpses, Ye Fan stood proudly, his eyes as cold as ice, as if the devil was alive.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, even the bald male and the others couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, as if they were under a restraining spell and couldn't move their whole bodies.
Before that, Ye Fan defeated the great eunuch Kong Yuanba, which had already surprised them.
But the strength that Ye Fan showed now simply shocked their eyes.
It is hard for Bald Xiong and others to imagine that there could be such a terrifying and powerful person in this world!
"Stab it!"
The next moment, Ye Fan's sharp eyes pierced Kong Foye on the other side.
Nowadays, Kong Foye is alone and has no other helpers around him.
And he no longer looked like the underground tycoon he had been before. His face was extremely depressed, and his body was shaking uncontrollably, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.
You know, these thirteen Taibao, but he spent many years to recruit elites, each of them is a general who can stand alone!
Today, all the thirteen Taibao died in Ye Fan's hands, and his heart was bleeding!
At this time, Ye Fan said coldly: "Master Kong Fo, I advise you not to use any crooked ideas to let snipers ambush a thousand meters away to shoot me! I can guarantee that before they shoot, I I can kill you a hundred times!"
Upon hearing this, Master Kong Foye's facial muscles twitched.
After seeing Ye Fan's terrifying strength, he knew that Ye Fan was definitely not joking.
…
Suddenly, Kong Foye's eyes became extremely gloomy. He stared at Ye Fan and said word by word: "Your surname is Ye? Could it be that you are the legendary young master - Ye Beichen?!"
"Oh? Have you guessed my identity?" Ye Fan said lightly.
"Hmph...it's really you!"
Seeing Ye Fan admit his identity, Master Kong Foye's eyes were extremely complicated. He pondered for a moment and then slowly said:
"Falled in your hands, Lord Buddha, I admit it! But... don't think you will win like this! I am not the only one who will deal with Zhan Tiange this time. As long as the backers behind me step in, even you will be able to win."
There is no chance of survival!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he said disdainfully: "Master Kong Fo, you traitor and traitor, you really treat yourself as a dish! Didn't you just collude with the Japanese Black Dragon Society? Serve as a lackey for the Japanese, you are not worthy of being a Chinese!"
"You...how do you know this?!" Master Kong Fo was suddenly shocked.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and shouted loudly:
"It's Leng Chao?! I see, no wonder I couldn't contact him all night! But even if you know the truth of the matter, the Black Dragon Society's invasion of Jiangnan is an inevitable trend and cannot be stopped by you alone! I might as well tell you the truth, the Japanese country
Grandmaster Yuda Yu has personally rushed to Suzhou and Hangzhou to take your head!"
"Haneda Xiong, so what? If he dares to invade my Chinese territory, I will let him never come back and die without a burial place!"
Ye Fan said, his long eyebrows swept, his eyes shot at the cold stars, his body straightened, his clothes moved automatically in the wind, and he looked down at the world. His aura of arrogance over the common people came out, and the whole person's energy seemed to have turned into an unsheathed divine sword.
Sharp and unstoppable.
"Shu Zi is arrogant, what a loud tone!"
At this moment, from far away in the eastern sky, a high-pitched and harsh scolding sound that penetrated gold and cracked stone suddenly came: "I want to see how you are going to let me die without a burial place!"