Chapter 29

Yang Fan's scornful eyes made the middle-aged man angry. He strode forward, bit his tongue open, and urged the secret skill. His eyes turned red.

Yang Fan is high spirited, and the middle-aged man's action is just the end of a crossbow in his eyes.

The middle-aged man hit Yang Fan straight.

There was a red light outside his fist. The red light was not from the blood wound, but from the bright red blood vessels on his arm.

The fierce blow drove the gale, which was full of murders.

Yang Fan's hair is raised and his cheek is sunken.

Such a thick punch directly at Yang Fan's head was understated by Yang Fan.

The middle-aged man was stunned and looked at his full blow.

The middle-aged man didn't believe it. He felt like he was dreaming until Yang Fan punched him.

There was no sound, no wind.

It's like a child playing the house, gently touching.

Even the middle-aged man didn't feel any pain.

All of a sudden, he felt that there was a smell inside his body, destroying his internal organs.

Poof!

The middle-aged man fainted before he laughed.

He wanted to call for help, but he couldn't say anything.

The assassins all follow the rules, and the rules come from the commander's words.

He didn't shout, which means he had to wait to die.

That originally protected his two protect his life and death were all killed by Yang Fan, he panted in despair.

Yang Fan, with both hands on his back, walks heavily to the chair, sits down and looks coldly at Yang long.

A mouthful of old blood almost came out.

Dan medicine began to bite back, and he forced to hit the consequences of the second punch also appeared.

More than half of his right hand was broken.

Even if his cultivation reaches the end of the day after tomorrow, it's not solid after all. If he doesn't lay a solid foundation, he will hit the second fist, which is equivalent to letting him run without learning to walk.

He sat solemnly on the chair. The assassins didn't mean to avenge the middle-aged man at all. They only surrounded the three families, and they were in a state of peace.

Yang Fan looked at the three big families in the encirclement and wanted to laugh, especially those of the Yang family.

At the beginning, he was about to be destroyed one by one, and his arrogance was extremely arrogant.

But now, it's like a wretch.

Yang Fan wiped his mouth and leaned back in his chair, looking at the people in the circle.

"Hand over your demon Dan, I can save you."

Yang Fan's words are full of air, but he knows that he is just at the end of a strong bullet, so he must finish quickly.

Just then, Shangguan Chengfeng came with Han jiuer.

"Brother Yang Fan!" Han jiuer shakes off Shangguan Chengfeng's hand and runs straight to Yang Fan,

Shangguan became popular and went up to the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man was dying, he saw Shangguan Chengfeng. He laughed and looked forward to Shangguan Chengfeng.

The seventeen pavilions are weak, and their comprehensive strength is indeed decadent. The reason why they are the first is that Shangguan has become popular.

Shangguan Chengfeng despised the middle-aged man, "waste, don't pretend if you don't have the strength next time. Oh, sorry, I forgot that you don't have the strength next time!"

Shangguan Chengfeng's foot stepped lightly.

Boom!

In the middle-aged man's waist as the center, two middle-aged men's body length as the radius of the hole appeared.

This is Shangguan Chengfeng's tomb.

The huge sound shocked Yang Fan. He suddenly turned his head and came up with the air.

He brushed his sleeve with one hand and pointed at Yang Fan with the other.

Han jiuer looked at Yang Fan's nervous appearance and immediately comforted him, "brother Yang Fan, don't worry, that brother is a good man, he brought me here!"

Han jiuer wanted to go on, but Shangguan Chengfeng, who was wearing a black robe, suddenly came to her. As soon as she pinched her shoulder, she fainted. Then Shangguan Chengfeng gently lifted it, and Han jiuer flew out.

Yang Fan was shocked. All this happened between lightning and flint.

He forced his left fist to bear the pain, but Shangguan Chengfeng's hand was too fast. With a push, he flew out directly.

The surrounding scenery quickly faded away.

There was a loud bang.

Yang Fan fell into the mud.

"I'll take this girl. It's the best medicine for such a beautiful girl. But if you don't die, get up, or you'll regret for life." Shangguan Chengfeng smiles and his eyes are narrower.

Yang Fan's consciousness has been blurred, his right hand has been comminuted fracture.

He knelt up with difficulty, his coat was completely broken, and the skin on his back was all removed. Looking at the pit that his body smashed out, he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

He took out two pills and chewed them. The pain was relieved a lot. Then he opened the medicine that Zhao Ba Ye gave him and finished the last pill.

His pain immediately disappeared, and his cultivation once soared to the congenital level.

It's a false birth, but it's enough.

He stood up and reluctantly raised his right hand by means of the innate spirit power.

Then he half squatted, with a fierce force, the whole person bounced out.

He's going to hit the third one this time.

The third fist is different from the first two. If the first two just emit blue light, then the fourth fist is the blue light guard.

Such as silk blue light around Yang Fan's arm, purple light also appeared three or four.

It's a powerful fist with seven hundred threads.

He drew a circle in the air with both hands, and his body shape rushed through the circle of the void. The whole person came to the spirit of the bell.

Shangguan Chengfeng only feels very interesting, but Han jiuer is about to land. In a blink of an eye, he comes to Han jiuer, catches her and gently puts her on the ground. In a flash, he comes to Yang Fan's face again, and the next punch.

It's popular that boxing can't hurt Shangguan, but boxing can do it.

If the fist meaning of silk spreads from Shangguan Chengfeng's palm to the arm.

He sneered and kicked Yang Fan in the stomach. Yang Fan flew out again. He fell into the position he just got up. This time, however, the hole Yang Fan smashed out was bigger.

……

Han Wuxuan talks with Han jiuer all the way from the sky to the ground.

The official history and unofficial history of the state of Chu have been explained once again.

Just as they are about to go out, a gust of wind suddenly blows. Han Wuxuan finds himself talking to the air.

That's when he realized it wasn't right.

"Big brother!" Han Wuxuan shouts the front Han Zhilong.

Han Zhilong doesn't understand and turns around. When he sees the cat lying on Han Wuxuan's head, he knows that something is wrong.

He went to Han Wuxuan and looked at the cat. It had cat shape and no cat soul. Suddenly, the cat turned into a butterfly and fell asleep on its head. Finally, it turned into a rabbit and finally a cat.

Chi Mengyao!

Three words poured into Han Zhilong's heart.

He quickly ran out of the monster mountain and came to the rest place where the families of Star City and his father were sitting.

He ignored the crowd and jumped directly onto his father's bloody horse.

At the sound of the horse's hooves, Han Zhilong rushed into the mountains again.

Han Wuxuan immediately looks at Han Wuxuan in doubt. Han Wuxuan modifies the story and just entrusts it out.