Super Golden Eye

Fang Yang lifted the long knife on the ground: "The two masters, as Buddhism middlemen, actually kill and have no compassion. Is this the work of Buddhism disciples?"

Leo Fan took a step forward: "Punishing evil is to promote good, and the poor monk will take care of you."

After talking about how Fan moved, the black and bright Buddha beads that had originally hung on his chest turned out to be alive, attacking Fang Yang's door like a spirit snake.

Fang Yang's long sword crossed, and the two intersected, and the sound of "dangdang~" was heard, which turned out to be made of stainless steel. Moreover, the great strength from the long knife almost let the knife in his hand get out of hand!

The dust on the other side was not idle, and the wide sleeves flicked towards Fang Yang's chest. Before the move, the strong wind has already suffocated the chest.

"Master!" Fang Yang didn't dare to insist, he knew that the opponent's strength was above him. Moreover, the stainless steel beads and iron sleeve skills are all strange weapons.

The main reason why Qimen weaponry is used by fewer people is that it is difficult to practice and requires great perseverance and endurance. Not everyone can persist.

But once persisted, they would surely become a tyrannical one. The two of them in front of them had obviously used their weapons to the realm of Furnace Pure Youth, and they were able to send and receive freely and cooperate seamlessly.

The same two-person cooperation, when you were in Jiangbei Hospital, those two were also very powerful, but compared with Hufan and Chenchen, you are the difference between a primary school student and a college student.

Fortunately, there is nothing to make Fang Yang scruples here, and the venue is large enough to allow his flexible advantages to be fully utilized.

At the beginning, both sides were probing, and did not use killer moves. After more than a dozen rounds, the fine bronze Buddha beads in Lefan's hand suddenly shook fiercely!

Eighteen stainless steel Buddha beads shrouded Fang Yang like bullets. At the same time, in cooperation with Chen, the two of them left and right, attacking Fang Yang with all their strength!

Fang Yang was immediately caught in a dilemma. He couldn't completely dodge the past. He had to make a choice in the shortest time!

Eighteen stainless steel beads came out of the air, full of vigor. The iron sleeves and iron palms of Chen and Lufan should not be underestimated either.

Fang Yang made a decision between the light of the calcium carbide and the body curled up and quickly backed away, preferring to be hit by the steel buddha beads instead of taking the attacks of Chen and Liaofan.

"Humph~" Fang Yang snorted, he had dodged as much as possible, and he was still hit by four stainless steel beads. The left arm was directly fractured, and the right leg was almost unconscious!

Naturally, Liaochen and Liaofan would not stop their hands. They had a wrong body shape and changed their positions. There was almost no pause. They were still one left and one right, and they rushed towards Fang Yang!

Just now when he was in good health, Fang Yang couldn't escape the attack of the two of them. After being injured, his actions were even more affected.

There was no way to avoid it, Fang Yang turned his heart stubbornly, not defensive, kicked Fan's heart with his left leg, and the dragon scale sword with his right hand slashed Chen's iron sleeve straight!

Naturally, Leo Fan didn't want to be kicked by this kick, and his body turned around like a top, just to avoid this kick. With a backhand palm, there was a crisp sound, and the left leg was also discounted!

As for the dust, as if he hadn't seen it at all, the iron sleeves brushed the upper chest, and Fang Yang suddenly felt as if he had been hit by the train head-on, and the blood in his mouth sprayed out as if he didn't need money.

Although the dragon scale sword in his hand was cut on the iron sleeve, it turned out to be only a white mark!

With just one blow, Fang Yang could be seriously injured. Common iron sleeves can ignore the benefits of the dragon scale sword. The last thing Fang Yang wanted to see still happened!

After vomiting more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood, Fang Yang fell pale on the ground. Four broken ribs, fractures of both legs and left arm, and no strength to stand up.

That's the case, Fang Yang's right hand was still holding the Dragonscale Sword tightly, and his blood-stained face was still smiling, "Hehe, if I didn't look away, the two of them are at least the strength of the heavenly ranks, right? "

Lifan naturally saw that Fang Yang had basically no danger: "Yes! So, you should feel extremely honored. Not everyone can have a chance to die in the hands of a master of heaven, and there are still two!"

"Hehe, can you still point your face?" Fang Yang spit out another blood foam: "Two Heavenly Rank masters, besieging me in a mid-level tier, they still say it is my honor? Is there any truth to this world? "

Li Chen grinned and walked up to Fang Yang: "Hey, kid, Lord Buddha will teach you a lesson today, as long as your fists are big enough, then everything you say is reasonable!

Since your fist is not as big as mine, it is you who die! Remember Buddha's name, don't go down there and there is nowhere to redress the grievances! "After finishing speaking, Chen's right palm fiercely patted Fang Yang's Heavenly Spirit cover!

"Hmph, I won't admit defeat easily!" Fang Yang had no fear in his eyes, exhausted his last strength, tremblingly trying to raise the dragon scale sword.

Before Fang Yang raised the dragon scale sword, Chen's iron palm had reached three inches above Fang Yang's head!

"Does it really end this time?" Fang Yang's eyes showed strong unwillingness.

He hasn't seen his grandfather, reunited with his parents, and hasn't revealed the truth about being kicked out of Fang's house. How could it end so soon?

But everything that is happening in front of me is telling ruthlessly that all of this may really be over!

Fang Yang's eyes were wide open. He wanted to remember this might be the last moment of his life and imprint it in his mind!

In the distant computer room, the old woman in Tsing Yi sighed slightly: "If he can be like his grandfather, maybe, the result will be completely different. Unfortunately, he is still too young."

Guo Qiru complimented: "It's all up to adults to plan, otherwise, we really can't deal with this kid."

The overall situation has been determined, and the old woman in Tsing Yi slowly walked out: "This is the difference between a genius and a fool. If you can solve it, will you still use my old woman to show her face?"

Just when everyone thought that Fang Yang was bound to die, Fang Yang only felt a breeze blowing by his side, and countless gray silk threads were intertwined on Fang Yang's head into a dark gray web that seemed to be deja vu!

"Ah~~My hand!" Liechen's palm was pressed fiercely on the gray dark web, and the entire right palm seemed to be melted and disappeared strangely!

Lao Fan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to lift Chen up, and looked around nervously, "I don't know where my friends sneaked in, and I have the ability to come out! What a good guy who sneaks!"

A hoarse and familiar voice came from Fang Yang's back: "Oh, it's magnificent, you two masters of the heavenly ranks, working together to deal with the mid-level, are you considered heroes?"

"Dad!" Fang Yang almost shed tears with excitement.

It was Fang Zhenming, Fang Yang's father, who had come. Seeing Fang Yang's injuries, Fang Zhenming's eyes flashed with killing intent.

Take out a porcelain bottle from his arms and pour out a pill into Fang Yang's mouth: "Take care of your injuries, and leave the rest to me.

I'm sorry, but Dad is not good. I didn't realize that this was their conspiracy, which caused you to suffer! Dad promises that justice will be restored for you! "

Fang Yang nodded heavily: "I believe you!"

With just four simple words, Fang Yang's prejudice against Zhenming from the other side has greatly dissipated. Don't care what he went through, what he was carrying, at least it was his own father!