Chapter 280: The light of rice grains, dare to fight for the glory of the sun and the moon?
Hearing the thunderous roar from the top of the mountain, Dongfang Jin was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and his eyes were filled with excitement.
In his opinion, as soon as the Dongfang family's offerings arrived, there would be no chance of Ye Fan surviving!
"boom!"
The next moment, a terrifying breath fell from the dome.
Ye Fan subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to find that a small black spot appeared in his sight, getting bigger and bigger, and actually hit the ground like a meteorite falling from the sky.
Looking closely, it turned out to be a human figure!
Although the hilltop where the Dongfang family's mansion is located is not a giant pillar, it is still hundreds of meters high!
Falling from such a high place, even a golf ball can make a small crater on the ground under the action of inertia and acceleration, let alone a person?
"Boom!"
A few seconds later, like a spark hitting the earth, the figure finally hit the ground. The point of his fall was only a few dozen meters away from Ye Fan and others.
"Boom!"
The sound was earth-shattering, dust flew up, and the earth shook. It was like a small earthquake.
Immediately afterwards, a tall and burly old man walked out of the dust.
He is about sixty years old and 1.9 meters tall. Although his beard and hair are white, he is not old at all. His upper body is bare, his muscles are stretched and bulging high, exuding a metallic luster, like copper pouring iron.
, contains terrifying power and brings huge pressure to people.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
He was like a Titan. Every time he took a step, spider web-like cracks appeared on the ground beside his feet.
At this time, Dongfang Jin trotted all the way to his side, enduring the pain of a broken right wrist, pointing at Ye Fan with his left hand and yelling:
"Fan Chongfeng, that brat, dared to run wild in my Dongfang family and break my wrist, please cut him into pieces for me!"
Hearing this, Fan Zongsong turned around and casually glanced at the eight guards on the ground. Finally, his eyes fell on Ye Fan, his eyes like a divine sword unsheathed.
"boom!"
The next moment, with his body as the center of the circle, a solid pressure filled the air and surged toward Ye Fan from all directions.
Fan Chongfeng is a martial arts master, standing at the pinnacle of the secular world!
If it were an ordinary warrior, under his pressure, he would probably immediately tremble with fear and become frightened.
But now, Ye Fan is still calm and composed, his expression is as usual, he doesn't even wrinkle his eyebrows, and seems not to be affected at all, which makes Fan Chongfeng a little surprised.
However, Fan Chongfeng didn't pay too much attention. In his opinion, Ye Fan was just a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. No matter how amazing and talented he was, he could not be his opponent.
As for Ye Nantian, who had been silent next to him, he didn't take him seriously at all because he had a broken arm.
"Boy, don't think that just by learning a little kung fu, you can look down on the world's heroes and do whatever you want! I am Fan Baichuan, the master of Bajiquan. If you just surrender and capture him, you might be able to leave a whole body. Otherwise, I will definitely kill you.
Crushed bones and scattered ashes, dead without a burial place!"
Fan Baichuan said, taking another step forward, and the overwhelming momentum surged out like a volcanic eruption, pressing towards Ye Fan.
This time, even Dongfang Jin, who was far behind him, was affected, as if a small boat in a storm might be torn apart at any time.
However, Ye Fan still stood proudly, his waist straight, like a spear piercing the sky, unmoving.
Fan Baichuan's momentum and pressure were like scratching an itch for him, and it was of no use at all!
At this time, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, shook his head, looked at Dongfang Jin and said:
"Haha... Young Master Dongfang, is this the master of your Dongfang family? It's too disappointing! To me, he is no different from the previous guards, they are all like ants!"
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As soon as these words came out, Fan Baichuan's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe his ears.
He never expected that Ye Fan would compare him with those fish-bellied guards and regard him as first class.
For a moment, Fan Baichuan seemed to have been greatly insulted. His hair stood up, the veins on his forehead bulged, his muscles swelled, and his muscles and bones made crackling sounds, as terrifying as a demon.
There was burning anger in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"You are so arrogant! Since you are seeking death, I will grant your wish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Baichuan raised his hips and stomped the ground with his right foot, his shoulders shaking, and his power was overwhelming. He had the potential of "swaying his arms and hitting the sky and falling, stomping his feet to shake the nine states".
Then, with the force of the counter-shock, his burly body rushed towards Ye Fan like a mobile fortress.
"Tie Shan Kao!"
Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts!
In traditional Chinese martial arts, in terms of strength, the Bajiquan beats the Shaolin Vajra Hand and takes the top spot. There is a saying in the martial arts world that "the world is settled with Tai Chi in literature, and the Baji in martial arts determines the world."
And in Bajiquan, Fan Baichuan's "Tie Shan Biao" is now a powerful and powerful weapon.
A person who has practiced to a small level can easily break a big tree with several people hugging him by relying on his power. A person who has practiced to a medium level can break through a copper wall and an iron wall. And a person who has practiced to a great level can even knock down a small mountain!
Fan Baichuan is the master of the Eight Extremes. Now that he has used this move, it is naturally extremely powerful. He has abandoned the complicated fighting skills to bombard the world. Open and close, hit hard and shock, one move is enough to kill!
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Seeing this scene, Dongfang Jin's eyes were filled with the joy of getting revenge.
Before this, he had personally seen Fan Baichuan use this move to crush many masters into pulp.
In his opinion, even if Ye Fan was very powerful, he would not be able to survive this move. He was already halfway through the gate of hell!
After all, Fan Baichuan is a well-known strong man in Yanjing City. He is a disciple of Huo Qingyun, the head of the Baji Zongzong. He is extremely talented and has learned the true inheritance of Bajiquan!
He was very brave and aggressive when he was young. He once fought in a hundred ring matches in a month without losing a single victory. However, his opponents were beaten to the point of broken bones and were either dead or maimed!
As the saying goes, learn civil and military skills and sell them to the emperor's family.
With Fan Baichuan's strength, it is true that he can establish a sect, but the achievements he can achieve are limited after all, and are not worth mentioning in front of the real big shots.
After becoming famous, Fan Baichuan was recruited by the prosperous Dongfang family, became a family member, and guarded the Dongfang family's mansion.
Because of the treasures and panacea provided by the Dongfang family, Fan Baichuan's strength has been steadily improving over the years, and he rarely encounters opponents!
At this time, Fan Baichuan's offensive was only seven or eight meters away from Ye Fan.
Ye Fan could even hear the surging energy and blood in his body, and feel the solid murderous aura in his body. I don't know how many warriors must have died in his hands!
At this critical moment, Ye Fan suddenly made a strange arc at the corner of his mouth, smiled jokingly, and then suddenly opened the white package behind him.
Long ago, Dongfang Jin had noticed the long white package and didn't know what it contained. In terms of length, it was far longer than the sword.
"Stab it!"
The white cloth was torn open, and the murder weapon inside was finally revealed.
Looking from a distance, it was a long spear measuring one foot, three feet and seven inches. The barrel of the gun was dark gold in color and there was a chi kiss pattern on the neck of the gun.
The tip of the gun shines with cold light, like the bright stars in the night, giving people a solemn feeling.
Army-breaking gun!
The point of the spear point will break the army and kill the general!
At this moment, Ye Fan held a spear in his hand with a fierce momentum. He stood tall and merged with the broken army spear, just like ten thousand enemies on the battlefield, giving people a feeling of invincibility.
Seeing this scene, Fan Baichuan's expression changed drastically. He never expected that such a huge change would happen to Ye Fan in an instant.
The murderous aura revealed in that broken military gun even gave him a death threat.
But now, he has reached the point where he has no choice but to shoot. He can only frantically squeeze the inner energy in his dantian, trying to kill Ye Fan with one blow.
Seeing this, Ye Fan swept across with his spear, as if a ferocious dragon was about to come out of the blade, and at the same time let out a violent shout:
"Hmph... The light of a grain of rice dares to compete with the sun and the moon? Die to me!"