"What?"

A group of strong men couldn't help but look back when they heard the sound.

I saw a young man holding a girl in his arms, and after crossing a big tree, he ran towards them.

It was Ye Fan and Liu Ling'er.

Hou Zhengyang chased them relentlessly, and was so fast that they were dazzled.

These strong men were shocked when they suddenly saw the two people falling from the sky.

At this moment, Ye Fan was also complaining. Hou Zhengyang was too stubborn. No matter how he ran, the distance between the two was always within fifty meters. Moreover, as long as Ye Fan relaxed a little, the distance would be quickly pulled in.

However, looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Fan's face became a little weird.

Ye Fan didn't have time to think so much, and he flashed his body and came to the bald man.

The bald man only felt his eyes blurred, and then the submachine gun in his hand was snatched away by Ye Fan.

This scared the bald man, and his whole body trembled for a moment, and he subconsciously shouted: "What...who is it!"

Ye Fan ignored him, turned around and raised the submachine gun in his hand, pulling the trigger at Hou Zhengyang behind him without thinking.

"Da da da da!"

A gunshot.

Then, Ye Fan saw a shocked scene.

Although the bullets shot accurately hit Hou Zhengyang, the bullets hit him, but only sparked a few sparks. Hou Zhengyang's skin did not even leave a trace, let alone causing him to bleed and hurt!

What a fucking thing about Sumeru Divine Light is so perverted. Can you even resist the bullet?

Ye Fan had a better experience. The cultivator from the Xuefeng Mountain Sect was really powerful. The most important thing was that their martial arts were really unexpected!

Seeing Ye Fan holding a gun and sweeping at Hou Zhengyang, and then seeing that Hou Zhengyang was hit but not broken at all, everyone couldn't help but look like they saw a ghost.

Hou Zhengyang's face was also gloomy and terrifying, because the effect of his Sumeru divine light was almost at its limit. Once the Sumeru divine light was over, he would be subjected to a strong backlash, almost as if he had lost half his life. Therefore, Hou Zhengyang knew that he had to kill Ye Fan before this!

"I'm tearing you!" Hou Zhengyang's face was ferocious and he roared at Ye Fan.

Seeing that Hou Zhengyang was getting closer and closer, Liu Ling'er gritted her teeth and broke free from Ye Fan's arms, then quickly grabbed the slight rush from the two strong men's hands and shot directly at Hou Zhengyang.

Ye Fan also raised his gun again and cooperated with Liu Ling'er and shot another crazy shot.

"Da da da da da da!"

Almost all the bullets hit Hou Zhengyang.

However, Hou Zhengyang was unmoved, and his speed was not affected.

In the blink of an eye, Hou Zhengyang came to Ye Fan and slapped Ye Fan hard with all his strength.

Ye Fan's heart was shocked. He couldn't avoid this, so he could only fight hard!

So he hurriedly threw the gun in his hand aside, lifted up all the energy and gathered it on his right fist, and smashed it hard towards Hou Zhengyang's chest.

"Hmph!" Hou Zhengyang snorted coldly. He had almost exhausted his strength in this move. This blow must have killed this kid!

Seeing that Ye Fan's punch was not weak, Hou Zhengyang did not care at all, because the effect of the Sumeru divine light on his body had not disappeared at this moment, and his body was extremely hard. Hou Zhengyang was not even lazy to defend and allowed Ye Fan's punch to land on his chest.

Ye Fan's eyes were blood red, and he was extremely confident about his physical strength. Moreover, Ye Fan could only gamble that Hou Zhengyang's palm would not kill his life!

And if his full-strength attack could hit Hou Zhengyang in the chest, he might have a chance!

The current situation is almost a dead end. There may be a glimmer of hope for your life, but if you don’t fight, you will definitely die!

What's more, Liu Ling'er still has the ability to move now, and even if she falls down, she can win a glimmer of hope for this little loli.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Hou Zhengyang's mouth, and a palm hit Ye Fan's chest firmly.

At the same time, Ye Fan's punch also hit Hou Zhengyang's chest!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

Facts have proved that underestimating the enemy is indeed a taboo for cultivators!

Before, the young master of their Yin-Yang Gate was despised by Ye Fan, so Ye Fan directly sent him to the West with one punch.

When Ye Fan's fist hit Hou Zhengyang's chest, a faint light flashed suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the cruel smile on Hou Zhengyang's face suddenly stopped and his eyes suddenly widened!

"puff!"

The next moment, Hou Zhengyang's body was blown away, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed. A light red fist print was clearly printed on the skin that could not even be hit by bullets!

Hou Zhengyang's palm also slapped Ye Fan's chest firmly.

"puff!"

Ye Fan also sprayed a mouthful of blood without any suspense, and his body fell to the ground quickly like a kite with a broken string!

Liu Ling'er's pretty face turned pale, and she rushed over and hugged Ye Fan's falling body.

However, because Liu Ling'er had been hit by Hou Zhengyang with a palm before and suffered serious internal injuries, the moment he caught Ye Fan, Liu Ling'er's body became unstable and fell to the ground with Ye Fan. Then, the two of them rolled into the middle of the temple and a large group of strong men.

"Ye...Yefan, how are you doing? Are you okay?" Liu Ling'er's pretty face was full of horror, and she hurriedly helped Ye Fan up. Ye Fan didn't even have the strength to say something, and two ribs on her chest were broken, but fortunately her life was still there.

On the other side, Hou Zhengyang sprayed two mouthfuls of blood in succession, and then climbed up from the ground with difficulty.

Damn it, it's weird!

The boy almost broke through the defense of the Sumeru Divine Light with that punch. Not only that, he was also shocked by the punch!

Hou Zhengyang was really unbelievable. This kid was only in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, but why was his combat power so amazing?

Moreover, what kind of boxing is this?

You know, even under the protection of the Sumeru Divine Light, I was still hurt. Without the protection of the Sumeru Divine Light, this kid would have killed his own life with one punch?

But the kid just hit him with a slap, so he should be dead at this moment, right?

Thinking of this, Hou Zhengyang's gloomy gaze looked at Ye Fan.

The next moment, Hou Zhengyang's face changed, and the boy was not dead yet!

Is this kid a monster?

He slapped his palm with all his strength, and even an injured little rookie in the middle stage of the Golden Pill could not be killed. This was a huge joke!

Judging from Ye Fan's bone age, he looks like he is only in his twenties, but his strength is so strong that it is really unbelievable.

Hou Zhengyang's face became more and more gloomy. He must not let this kid grow up. He must die today!

"You...don't come over!"

Seeing Hou Zhengyang walking towards this side again, Liu Ling'er's pretty face suddenly turned pale again. She dragged Ye Fan's body hard and pulled it into the temple.

"Boy, go and die!"

Hou Zhengyang's face turned cold, and he raised his palm and wanted to slap Ye Fan's forehead.

At this moment, the white-browed abbot suddenly flashed and blocked Ye Fan and Liu Ling'er.

"Amitabha, when will the revenge be repaid? The donor might as well let go of his obsession and revenge, and don't add to the killing!" Baimei Abbot lowered his head and sighed.

"Go to the end, get out! A stinky bald donkey dares to point in front of me?" Hou Zhengyang snorted coldly with a gloomy face.

Baimei Abbot looked down at Ye Fan. When he saw the Qiankun Pearl on Ye Fan's chest, a ray of light suddenly flashed across his eyes. Then, he folded his hands together and looked at Hou Zhengyang and said, "Donor, the injured little donor has a fate with my Buddha. Please give me a thin face. If you have to forgive me, please forgive me!"

"Hahaha, old bald donkey, do you ask me to sell you face? Who do you think you are? I think you are tired of living. Since that's the case, I will fulfill your wishes. When I finish this kid, I will send you over to accompany him!" Hou Zhengyang said coldly.

"Big...Brother, am I...we still fight or rob?" A strong man asked in a low voice at the bald man.
Chapter completed!