Chapter 168

"Poof!"

Huang Zhong's chest was hammered, his sternum was sunken, his back was tired, and he burst out a mouthful of blood. The whole person was depressed. He was so depressed that he lay on the ground and couldn't move.

"NIMA! What's none of my business?! why am I always injured?!"

Huang Zhong roared in his heart and felt very wronged. 10000 sentences of MMP in his mind kept conveying to the middle-aged man holding Xia Zixuan.

If resentment can kill, the middle-aged man may have been killed by Huang Zhong more than 10000 times.

Too much!

Xia Zixuan wanted to die. It was none of his business as a bystander. As soon as he came up, he was bullied and seriously injured by this cowhide roaring guy. Huang Zhong's anger was hard to calm.

Yang Fan's side was the same. The overwhelming pressure suddenly came. Even if Yang Fan tried his best to defend, what iron cloth shirt and what spiritual barrier were all used, he was still weighed down by the powerful pressure of more than tens of thousands of kilograms.

"Wow!" at once, the seat under his ass was instantly broken and shocked into powder. The solid concrete floor was also stepped out of two deep pits of more than 20 cm by his feet.

Yang Fan's face was pale and bloodless, and the muscles on his cheeks were trembling because of excessive force.

But he didn't get down.

I didn't spit blood.

He still kept the posture of sitting and standing just now, even if the bottom of his ass was empty, his legs were as stable as Mount Tai, and he continued to stick to the horse step!

He breathed in his chest. At this time, he must not be counselled!

The students in the class, including Yan Han, Hua Yue and Zhao Chu, all sat in situ with a frightened face, stiff and afraid to move.

They were not attacked by this kind of real threat of Qi and blood, but only the aftershock of the threat emanating from Yang Fan and Huang Zhong had stunned them.

In particular, Huang Zhong suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground. The wooden chair under Yang Fan collapsed, and the people were even more frightened.

At a distance of 100 meters, you can emit such powerful residual power of Qi and blood. Even level 6 martial arts masters such as Huang Zhong can't afford to spit blood. It's so scary!

They even began to wonder whether the middle-aged man outside was a strong master?

Otherwise, where would an ordinary martial arts master have such a powerful power?

As for why Huang Zhong vomited blood and fell to the ground, but Yang Fan just broke a chair. At this time, no one thought too much. Many people intuitively thought that the strong man outside suspected of being a great master had exerted all his main Qi and blood power on Huang Zhong, which led to the current two situations of one heavy and one light.

After all, on the surface, Huang Zhong is much stronger than Yang Fan, and it is natural to be taken care of by key attacks.

On the contrary, Yang Fan is just a martial apprentice like them. How can he be qualified to attract the great master's attention?

"Tut tut! Good, really good!"

"In terms of defense ability, you are much better than your waste teacher. It is true that heroes have been born since ancient times. No wonder you dare to be so unscrupulous!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand to stop Xia Zixuan's blood, threw a life-saving pill into her mouth, and then accidentally raised his eyes to sweep Yang Fan.

Others don't know how powerful his angry Qi and blood pressure is. Don't he know that the pressure on Huang Zhong and Yang Fan is almost the same. If it's more serious, the pressure on Yang Fan is even greater.

After all, Yang Fan was the culprit who hurt Xia Zixuan. The punch Yang Fan hit Xia Zixuan just now was aimed at taking Xia Zixuan's life. How can middle-aged people not be angry?

Therefore, when shooting, they will naturally pay more attention to Yang Fan, and even have the intention of pressing Yang Fan into meat mud with one blow.

After all, even Huang Zhong of martial arts division level 6 can't bear the pressure. How can a normal martial arts disciple level 8 withstand it?

But the result was so unexpected.

Huang Zhong vomited blood and was seriously injured. He couldn't get up on the ground.

Yang Fan, who was even more severely and fiercely oppressed, was extremely tenacious!

When the middle-aged man was surprised, he was even more murderous in his eyes. Such an evil must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless trouble in the future.

"Poof!"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Huang Zhong spewed another mouthful of blood depressed. His eyes glanced in the direction of Yang Fan. He didn't believe the words of the bastard master outside.

He is Huang Zhong, an elite martial artist of level 6 martial arts. How can he compare with a rookie of level 8 Martial Arts?

That bastard must be confused. He's confusing the public. Well, it must be so!

Not only Huang Zhong doesn't believe it, but also Yan Han, Hua Yue, Zhao Chu and others don't want to believe it. Yesterday, Yang Fan, who was a martial arts apprentice, was properly "the shame of South China". How can he suddenly become more powerful than their talented players?

Brush!

A breeze blew, and the middle-aged man holding Huayue had appeared beside Yang Fan and looked down at Yang Fan.

"But even if your talent is strong, what can you do? If you offend someone who shouldn't offend, you'll die!"

The middle-aged man's eyes coagulated. He held Xia Zixuan in one hand in his right arm, freed up one left hand, slowly leaned out his palm and grabbed it gently at the top of Yang Fan's head.

No hiding, no avoiding!

The huge shadow of death is overwhelming Yang Fan!

What should I do?

Are you dying? one

From small to large, this is the first time Yang Fan has experienced such a huge life and death crisis.

Even if there is a system attached to him, even if his strength enters the country very quickly, it can be said that it is thousands of miles a day, but in the face of such a huge boundary difference, he is also powerless. He can only watch the palm of his head approach him bit by bit.

"You launched a mental spike against the second level Wuzong in the summer, and the mental attack failed."

"You show your charm skill to level 2 Wuzong in summer. The other party's spirit and will are very strong and unaffected. Charm fails and skill proficiency is + 1."

"You show your charm skill to level 2 Wuzong in summer. The other party's spirit and will are very strong and unaffected. Charm fails and skill proficiency is + 1."

"When you use the ground level martial arts cloud step, your body is limited by powerful Qi and blood pressure. If you fail, your skill proficiency is + 1."

"Ding! Today's main self dodge chance of the host is (00), please don't reuse it!"

“……”

Within a second, Yang Fan frantically used all the available skills he had to save himself. However, in the face of the summer, which is already the second level of Wuzong, he still has no chance to resist and escape.

"NIMA! Am I really going to die here today?"

"Chen Guang and Wang Zhe can't see a person when they are critical to Mao!"

"Also, who said that he was just a martial artist of the peak level of martial arts in summer? It's clear that he has already reached the second level of martial arts school, okay?!"

"I knew there was a strong man at the level of Wuzong standing behind Xia Zixuan. No matter how stupid I was, I wouldn't kill this chick so brazenly!"

Yang Fan was so angry that a strong man at the level of Wuzong would personally kill a little Wutu like him. It's really shameless to come this summer!

"Can you still have some more faces in summer?"

At the critical moment, Yang Fan's body suddenly shifted back three meters and just appeared next to Chen Guang who had just arrived.

Boom!

There was a loud noise at Yang Fan's position just now. In summer, his light palm opened a dark deep hole about one meter wide and ten meters deep on the ground. Standing at the hole, Yang Fan could almost hear the sound of water flowing from the rupture of the underground pipeline.

Yang Fan's pupils contracted violently. The blow in the summer was so terrible. If principal Chen Guang hadn't suddenly shot just now, the blow would fall on him.

With such terrible attack power, his iron cloth shirt of great fullness level can resist it.

This old man really wants to kill him!

Yang Fan's heart was filled with resentment, but he soon hid this resentment in his heart. With his current strength, in the face of a second-class Wu Zong, the more obvious the hatred on his face, it is estimated that he will die faster.

Now on this occasion, Chen Guang may not be able to protect him.

After all, Chen Guangcai is just the peak of martial arts. Even if he reaches the level of a half step master, he is not a master after all. If he really wants to fight, Chen Guangcai will have to rest in front of him in the summer.

Chen Guang narrowed his eyes and looked at summer: "the Lord of the city, he would kill a young generation so recklessly. The more you live, the more you go back!"

Glancing at the girl in summer's arms, Chen Guangdan said in a voice: "if you do this, you won't be afraid of the relatives behind Yang Fan. Do you use the same method to deal with your Xia family's descendants?"

Although he said so, Chen Guang still couldn't help staring at Yang Fan. How can this troublemaker beat away the big legs of other girls? Is there any humanity?

You say you really want to kill people. This half immortal tortures people and doesn't understand pity?

What's more, such a miserable situation was seen by someone else's Lao Tzu. No wonder people would be so angry in summer. If Chen Guang met this kind of thing, he might want to kill Yang Fan at the first time.

Yang Fan was a little puzzled by Chen Guang. Why? Others put their feet on my face. I can't backhand yet?

Yang Fan now seriously doubts that the reason why Chen Guang appeared so late, but so just right, must have arrived long ago, but he has been cat watching all the time and deliberately asked summer to beat him first.

This dead old boss is cruel!

It's the little old man who can't get the Yuling grass that makes his head purple.

Yang Fan's heart was full of discussion, but his body involuntarily hid behind Chen Guang. There was no way. He was now a thigh and a life-saving straw, so he had to grasp it.

As soon as the momentum of the summer came to an end, he raised his eyes and looked at Chen Guang: "President Chen, is this threatening Xia?"

"I'm not threatening anyone. I'm just stating a very likely fact to the summer city Lord!"

Chen Guang looked at summer in a dignified way: "similar things have not happened before. The summer city Lord should know better than Chen."

In the summer, he didn't give in, even took a step in the opposite direction, stared at Chen Guang, and his tone was still very overbearing: "if I say, I have to kill this Yang Fan today?! Chen Guang, dare you stop me?!"

Chen Guang heard the speech, his old face smiled slowly, his body withdrew, and directly revealed Yang Fan behind him: "if City Lord Xia really has this determination, let him die!"

"However, Chen is sure that after Yang Fan's death, all the personnel related to the Xia family will not survive tonight in the West Chu City, including the master of Xia City, the classmate Xia Zixuan in your arms, as well as the commander Xia Luo and Minister Zhao FengChen in the east city."

"If Xia Chengzhu doesn't believe it, he can kill Yang Fan now. Chen will never stop him!"