Chapter 280: The light of rice grains, dare the sun and the moon contend for glory?

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Hearing the thunderous roar on the top of the mountain, Dongfang Jin sighed like a drowning man, seeing the straw, his eyes filled with excitement.

In his opinion, as long as the Dongfang Family worships, Ye Fan has no chance of surviving!

"boom!"

The next moment, a terrifying breath fell from above the dome.

Ye Fan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky, but found a small black spot in his sight, which grew bigger and bigger, hitting the ground like a meteorite from the sky.

Looking intently, it was a figure!

The mountain on which the Dongfang Family Mansion is located, although not a great pillar, is hundreds of meters high!

Falling from such a high place, even a golf ball, under the action of inertia and acceleration, can smash a small hole on the ground, let alone a person?

"Boom!"

A few seconds later, as if sparks hit the earth, the figure finally slammed into the ground, and his falling point was only tens of meters away from Ye Fan and the others.

"Boom!"

The earth was shaking, the dust was flying, and the ground shook, it was like a small earthquake.

Then, a tall and burly old man walked out of the dust.

He is about 60 years old and 1.9 meters tall. Although his beard and hair are all white, he is not at all old. He is naked, his muscles are stretched, and he is high and bulging, exuding a metal-like luster, like a copper pouring iron. , Contains the power of terror, and brings great pressure to people.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

He is like a Titan, every time he takes a step, a spider web-like crack appears on the ground near his feet.

At this time, Dongfang Jin ran all the way to his side, enduring the pain of a fractured right wrist, and yelled at Ye Fan with his left finger:

"Fan Zhuanfeng, that stinky boy, dared to run wild at my Dongfang home and break my wrist. You will quickly smash his body for me!"

Hearing the words, Fan Gongfeng turned around and glanced at the eight guards on the ground at random, and finally his eyes fell on Ye Fan's body, his eyes looked like a divine sword out of its sheath.

"boom!"

At the next moment, with his body as the center of the circle, a substantive coercion filled Ye Fan from all directions.

Fan Gongfeng is the master of martial arts, standing at the pinnacle of the secular world!

If it is an ordinary warrior, under his coercion, I am afraid that it will immediately tremble with fear and frighten.

But now, Ye Fan was still calm and composed, his expression was as usual, he didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to be affected at all. This made Fan Zhuanfeng a little surprised.

However, Fan Zhuanfeng didn't care too much. In his opinion, Ye Fan was just a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. No matter how amazing he was, he couldn't be his opponent.

As for Ye Nantian, who had been silent next to him, because of a broken arm, he was completely ignored by him.

"Boy, don't think that you can underestimate the heroes of the world and do whatever you want with just a little bit of kung fu! The old man is Fan Baichuan, the master of Bajiquan. If you are obedient, you may be able to keep a corpse. Otherwise, you will be taken. Bone and ashes, there is no place to die!"

As Fan Baichuan said, he took a step forward again, the monstrous aura surging out like a volcanic eruption, pressing towards Ye Fan.

This time, even Dongfang Jin, who was far away behind him, was affected, as if a boat in a storm might be torn apart at any time.

However, Ye Fan still stood proudly, his waist straight, like a spear that pierced the sky, and stood still.

Fan Baichuan's aura and coercion seemed to him like a tickle, it was of no use at all!

At this moment, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, shook his head, looked at Dongfang Jin and said:

"Haha...Master Dongfang, is this the master of your Eastern family? It's too disappointing! To me, he is no different from the guards before, they are all ants!"

...

As soon as he said this, 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 belly guards and regard him as first class.

For a while, Fan Baichuan seemed to have received a great insult. The hair rooted up, the blue veins on his forehead bulged, the muscles swelled, and the whole body made a crackling sound, like a devil.

There was raging anger in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said:

"Zhuzi is arrogant! Since you are looking for death, the old man will fulfill you!"

As soon as the voice fell, Fan Baichuan lifted his hip and stomped his right foot abruptly, his shoulders trembling, and his power shook the sky.

Afterwards, with that counter-shock force, his burly body rushed towards Ye Fan like a moving fortress.

"Tie Shan Kao!"

Since ancient times, writing has not been the first, and Wu has not been the second!

In the traditional Chinese martial arts, in terms of the degree of strength, the Baji fist beats the Shaolin Strong Vajra hand and won the first prize.

In Bajiquan, the Tie Shan Kao that Fan Baichuan has now displayed is a powerful assassin.

Those who have reached a small level can easily break a tree that is surrounded by several people, and those who have reached a moderate level can crash through copper walls and iron walls, and those who have reached a high level can even crush a hill!

Fan Baichuan is the master of Baji. Now this move is made by him. It is naturally powerful and has abandoned the complicated fighting skills to bombard the world. Open and close, hard shock and shock, one move is deadly!

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Seeing this scene, Dongfang Jin's eyes were filled with the delight of revenge.

Before that, he had personally seen Fan Baichuan use this trick to crush many masters into flesh.

In his opinion, even if Ye Fan is strong, it is impossible to survive this trick. He has already stepped into the ghost gate with half his foot!

After all, in the city of Yanjing, this Fan Baichuan is a well-known strong man. He inherited from the closed disciple of Huo Qingyun, the authentic head of the Baji School.

When he was young, he was brave and combative. In one month, he played a hundred ring games without losing any results, but his opponents were beaten to bone fractures, either dead or disabled!

As the so-called acquisition of civil and martial arts, sell to the emperor's house.

With Fan Baichuan's strength, it is possible to start a sect, but the achievements that can be achieved are ultimately limited, and it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of real big people.

After breaking out of the famous hall, Fan Baichuan was recruited by the flourishing Dongfang family and became a family worship, guarded by the Dongfang family mansion.

Because of the treasures and panacea provided by Dongfang Family, Fan Baichuan's strength has been steady and progressing over the years, and he rarely meets opponents!

At this time, Fan Baichuan's offensive was only seven or eight meters away from Ye Fan.

Ye Fan could even hear the qi and blood tumbling in his body, and felt the murderous aura in him. He must have died in his hands.

At this critical moment, the corner of Ye Fan's mouth suddenly outlined a strange arc, he joked, and then suddenly opened the white package behind him.

Long ago, Dongfang Jin noticed the long white package, and didn't know what was inside. The length was far better than the sword.

"Stab!"

The white cloth was torn apart, and the murder weapon inside was finally revealed.

Looking into the distance, it was a long gun measuring one foot, three feet and seven inches. The body of the gun was dark gold, and there was a pattern of a chinch on the neck of the gun.

The tip of the gun was shining with cold light, like the bright stars in the night, giving people a sense of dignity.

Broken gun!

Pointed by the gunman, break the army and kill the general!

At this moment, Ye Fan held a spear in his hand, with a strong aura, and he was immersed with the broken army spear, like a ten thousand enemy on the battlefield, giving people an invincible feeling.

Seeing this scene, Fan Baichuan's expression changed drastically, and he never expected that such a huge change would happen to Ye Fan in an instant.

The killing air revealed on the broken army gun even gave him a threat of death.

But now, he has reached the point where the arrow is on the string and he has to send it. He can only crazily squeeze the inner strength in the dantian and try to kill Ye Fan with a single blow.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan swept the spear, as if a fierce dragon was about to come out, and at the same time issued a violent shout:

"Huh... the light of the rice grains, dare to fight for the glory of the sun and the moon? Die to me!"