Looking at the two men around him, he said angrily: "didn't you two hear what I said just now? After listening to Long Hao's order, the two guards of Long Hao immediately rushed to Zhang Fan, with the strong breath of shackles.
Zhang Fan just as like as two peas, and then passed through the gap between the two. After that, the two men left and right, and flew out. The expression was painfully lying on the ground, just like the two guards before.
Seeing this scene, Long Hao was also stunned, and his expression froze directly on his face. He wanted to break his head, but he didn't understand what was going on. If Zhang Fan shot them out, he didn't see Zhang Fan's action at all.
Long Aotian is also slightly stunned. He can't help but scream in his heart. He's very fast. Although he's very weak now, with his many years of experience, the appearance of this kind of scene can only explain one kind of situation, that is, Zhang Fan's speed is too fast to be seen by other people's naked eyes He flew out.
Looking at Zhang Fan again, long Ao Tian's heart can't help but be surprised, even a little incredible. He surmises that this young man named Zhang Fan is really just a master of shackles?
But for long Xue, he was not surprised at the scene. If it took a lot of trouble to deal with the two bodyguards, Zhang Fan would not survive in the desert.
However, Long Hao's heart is still very angry. In his opinion, Zhang Fan may be a little better than his two bodyguards, but in his opinion, Zhang Fan is just an expert in shackles, nothing special.
After adjusting his mind, Long Hao narrowed his eyes and rolled his sleeves. Zhang Fan said, "well, it seems that you need me to do it myself. Well, today, I'll see what you can do with a shackle state."
At the end of the speech, Long Hao suddenly rushes towards Zhang Fan, making a fist with his right hand and smashing Zhang Fan's head. In addition, Long Hao's boxing style is full of a kind of white air with a strong wind. It seems that Zhang Fan will be smashed into meat sauce with this fist.
The owner of the long family stares at Zhang Fan's reaction carefully, especially just now, Zhang Fan beat them out without any action. This time, the owner of the long family wants to see how Zhang Fan did it.
Zhang Hao's face was not afraid to retreat when he turned around.
And also seized his wrist, with the help of force, without using any aura, forced a swing, directly threw long Hao out of the window.
With a dull roar, Long Hao's body directly smashes the courtyard wall outside the window, and the smoke flies. It also attracts many other people of the long family to come to see what's going on here.
When they saw long Hao lying on the ground covered with dust, they could not help but look surprised and murmur.
"What's the matter? Isn't this master Long Hao? He is a master of Mahayana. How could he be so embarrassed? Is there anyone else in the dragon family who dares to fight him? "
"I'm also very curious about this. I'm afraid there are few people who can make young master Long Hao so embarrassed. Is it difficult that he has offended which elder? That's why they were thrown out? "
"It's impossible. Long Hao is also the son of the three elders. Even if the elder wants to fight him, he has to think about it. After all, beating a dog depends on the master."
"No, from the direction of master Long Hao's flight, that room should belong to the master. However, in my opinion, there seems to be no such master around the master. Even if there is one, I don't dare to fight master Long Hao directly."
"It's really gone, don't you forget. At that time, the master of the family sent almost all his cronies to protect the eldest lady long Xue. So, how could there be such a master around the master of the family? "
"That's strange. If there is no such master around the master, who can throw master Long Hao out of the room? And so bold? "
They were very puzzled. They were surprised to see what happened in the yard. No one dared to step forward. After all, they did not dare to mess around until the matter was clear.
Long Hao got up from the ground, took a look at his clothes, and then looked around. His anger reached the limit. He was thrown out of the room by an expert in the shackles, and he was so embarrassed.
Thinking of this, Long Hao's eyes were red with blood, his mouth roared, his eyes burst out cannibal eyes, and he looked at the door of the long family.
With panic in their eyes, they retreat one after another, especially when they feel the anger of Long Hao, and they dare not get close to him.
At this time, Zhang Fan came out of the room with his hands on his back. His face was calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him. There was no waves in his eyes. His eyes were as deep as the night sky, which was unpredictable."Boy, you completely angered me! Today I will tear you to pieces
With a roar, Long Hao's whole body burst out the breath of a Mahayana master. At the foot, several green bricks on the ground had been crushed into powder by him. He instilled all his strength into his right fist. The fist style rubbed against the air and made a hissing sound. He rushed to Zhang Fan again.
Zhang Fan's eyes are still full of bland, the kind of eyes that are indifferent to everything in the world are still unshakable, and the kind of eyes seem to be looking at a baby without threat.
Seeing this scene, people all around held their breath, widened their eyes and exaggerated their expressions, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Just when Long Hao's fist is about to touch Zhang Fan's chest, Zhang Fan's figure disappears and appears again. Zhang Fan is above Long Hao, under his head and feet, with his right hand in his palm, and directly pats Long Hao's back heart.
With a dull bang, smoke and dust rose all over the ground, blocking everyone's sight, so that people didn't know what was going on there.
After a long time, the dust is gone, Zhang Fan's figure is still standing on the steps in front of the door of the long family, with his hands down and his eyes in an ancient well. It seems that everything in front of him has nothing to do with him.