The Return of Immortal Emperor:The Strongest loser

He keenly felt that these strong men were very unusual, absolutely not ordinary practitioners, and their bodies were full of powerful energy, giving people extremely dangerous breath.

Seeing that the other side has such a master, Ye Fan feels that today's robbers are not only asking for money, but also for himself.

Who sent these people? It's only two or three days since he woke up. In these three days, he has offended Liu kui'an and Pang Bo, but it's definitely not the two who are behind the scenes, nor the Chen family. They don't even know where they are.

Then there are only those two old youths who play with antiques. If they didn't send them, I can't remember who else has a grudge against him.

Thinking of two old guys, Ye Fan can't help sneering in his heart. Hum, although you have some skills, you're still a little weak to deal with me.

"Boy, it's not bad. It's just an hour. Remit the money, and you can take your father away."

Just when ye fan was analyzing the situation between us and the enemy, a man with Guan Gong's face deliberately controlled his throat, thick and deep.

"Dad, I'm Xiaofan. Are you ok?" Ye Fan saw that his father was covered with a black cloth bag, ignored the man and cried out.

"Son, I'm ok. Oh, why are you here? Don't you come? They're not ordinary people." Hearing his son's cry, ye Shangquan was very anxious.

"Dad, I'm not afraid. I'm relieved to hear that you're OK. Just wait for me."

"Run, don't stay. They want to kill you, Xiao Fan." Ye Shangquan saw that his son was so innocent that he finally couldn't help crying out.

"Ha ha... It doesn't matter. It's too late to remind now, boy. To tell you the truth, we not only want money, but also your father and son's life. Surround him." A man with a facial makeup, hearing the conversation between the two father and son, did not stop, then laughed and said.

May I ask his words, a few strong men scattered in an instant, and sealed all ye fan's retreat.

Ye Fan is not moved. Although these strong men give him a sense of extreme danger, they are not afraid. Now he is waiting for fat brother to take his place. He turns his eyes and immediately uses the tactics of procrastination.

"Is it necessary for Tao Yumin and Zhang Huaide to hide their true colors?"

Hearing that Ye Fan suddenly calls out his name, the two masked men in front of him are shocked. It is obvious that they are shocked by Ye Fan's insight into the truth.

A moment later, they took off their masks and Zhang Huaide said: "ha ha ha... What a powerful boy, not bad, but it's a pity..."

Tao Yumin also threw away his mask, shook his head and joked: "it's a pity that you will go to heaven with Lao Ye."

"Sure enough, you two old people are making demons. Do you think these wastes can kill me?" When ye fan saw that they were really the two old youths, he immediately put down his heart. He could not help but curl his mouth and sneer.

Two people suddenly feel choked by Ye Fan, although they don't think the invited master can't kill Ye Fan, but they feel like a lump in the throat.

The strong men were even more angry. They were so ignorant that they said they were rubbish. They clenched their fists one by one, and their arms were blue. They might attack at any time.

Zhang Huaide took a few deep breaths and forced himself to suppress his uneasiness. He pretended to be calm and said, "ha ha... What a big breath. Do you know who they are?"

Tao Yumin didn't wait for ye fan to speak. He went on with a tacit understanding: "they are the masters of the school captain. How about hearing their names and regretting against us?"

"The captain of the gold school?"

Ye Fan has never heard of this name, but he knows something about it in online novels, but he doesn't know what position these people belong to.

Several strong men saw that ye fan was surprised, and finally got a little proud. One of them even spoke.

"Boy, I'll let you die. My name is Wang Er Mazi. I heard that you can crack a stone with one blow, but we are all ancient warriors with the highest dark strength, so you are absolutely not unjust to die in our hands."

After hearing his words, Ye Fan's eyes brightened. It turns out that there are practitioners on the earth, ancient martial arts practitioners. Aren't they the martial arts practitioners inherited from ancient times?

Gu Wu, who is at the peak of dark strength, ha ha, it's interesting. Today, I'd like to see how many jin you have.

Ye Fan thought to himself, while observing the movement of fat brother. When he saw the figure of fat brother flash away at the gate, he was relieved.

It should not be a problem for him to control these captains, and for fat brother to deal with two ordinary old men and save his father.

"Since let me die to understand, can you tell me what realm is above the peak of dark strength?"

Ye Fan was not in a hurry. He took this opportunity to learn more about the ancient warriors.

Wang Er Mazi and others looked at each other in a funny way.

"OK, then satisfy your curiosity. The top of dark strength is Huang Jieqi."

"Above the Yellow stage?" Ye Fan continues to ask.

"Xuanji, Diji, Tianji and congenitally, how are they now satisfied?"

Wang Er Mazi was also very happy. He shook out the realm of the ancient warrior at one go.

"Ha ha, it seems that you are just at the bottom." After Ye Fan made clear the realm of the ancient warrior, he sneered and said sarcastically.

"Don't be wild, boy. Let's fight."

A strong man, seeing that he spoke rudely, had the intention to belittle him. When he was angry, he did not wait for Wang Er Mazi's order. As soon as he got to the ground, he rushed like a bull.

"Hoo

At the time of rapid impact, the strong man blows his fist to Ye Fan's face. His fist rubs against the air and makes a roaring sound that frightens his heart. It can be seen that the speed and strength of this man's fist is really extraordinary.

However, Ye Fan did not think so. When the corners of his mouth were slightly up, he did not forget to touch his nose.

"The speed is OK, but the strength is not. Let's see what the kungfu is."

Speaking, ye fan blows out without fear.

"Hoo

Fist out, also issued a deafening whistling sound, straight toward the opponent's fist.

Wang Er Mazi and others were shocked to see him fight violence with violence. They were all frightened by the speed and strength of Ye Fan's fist.

Zhang Huaide and Tao Yumin, who control Ye Shangquan, are shocked when they see that ye fan has the same skills. They are also thinking about taking Lao ye to leave first. After all, they are just ordinary people. Even if Wang Er Mazi and others are defeated by Ye Fan, they still have Lao ye to protect their lives.

"Bang!"

Between the lightning and the Firestone, Ye Fan and the strong man made a strong fight, which sounded like thunder. The energy storm swept wildly to all directions, rolled up layers of dust, and instantly submerged them in the dust.

"Ah... The trough is so hard. Brother pockmarked, the idea is too hard. Let's copy it together. "

After a blow with Ye Fan, the strong man felt that his arm suddenly lost consciousness. In horror, he retreated and yelled.

"Ha ha, in front of me, you still want to retreat. Don't you take me seriously? Go to die for me." Ye Fan see him want to run, sneer, bully the body.

At the same time, Wang Er pockmarked son also responded. He pulled out two machetes from his waist and cried out: "brothers, let's fight together and make a quick decision. We must not be soft hearted."

"Hula!"

As soon as the words came to an end, the rest of the strong men pulled out their machetes from their waists and followed Wang Er Mazi to chop Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was about to lay a dead hand on the man, but he was forced back by Wang Er Mazi.

When he retreated rapidly, he was chopped by others. For a moment, he could only dodge left and right in the light of the sword, which made him extremely passive and full of crisis.

Alas, if he hadn't just helped fat brother to wash his Sutra and practice cutting marrow, he would not have kept his opponent's arm intact when he was fighting against the strong man. In the case of lack of Qi, and the body was too weak to be dangerous, that would be a strange thing?

Seeing ye fan in a hurry, Wang Er Mazi and others became more energetic and aggressive. The strong man who fought against Ye Fan also regained his self-confidence, pulled out his machete from his waist and joined the regiment.

When ye fan was besieged by the five ancient warriors with the highest dark strength, Tao Yumin and Zhang Huaide also escorted Ye Shangquan to retreat to the abandoned temple.

As soon as they retreated to the temple, they were attacked by the fat brother who had been waiting for a long time. Without even humming, they fell to the ground.

Fat elder brother holds Ye Shangquan and says quickly, "Uncle Ye, I'm Xiaofan's brother. Don't make a sound. I'll take you out of danger first."

"Ah... You are Xiaofan's brother, then leave me alone and help Xiaofan. He is definitely not the opponent of those tomb robbers." While ye Shangquan was talking, the fat brother had already taken down the black cloth bag on his head. When he saw his son fighting with others, he was in a panic.

Fat brother looked at the fighting scene and said with a smile: "Uncle Ye, Xiaofan is not simple. These people are definitely not his opponents. Let's go."

"No, my son. He... When did he become so powerful?" While speaking, ye Shangquan can see Ye Fan's skill clearly. He can't help but be surprised.

"Leave here first and wait for Xiao Fan to explain to you." Fat elder brother smiles to shake head, way.

When ye Shangquan saw his son move freely in the shadow of swords and swords, he believed what he said, and then followed him to leave from the back door of the abandoned temple.

After taking Ye Shangquan to the Land Rover outside the Mountain Gate of Putuo temple, Pangge explained a few words and then hurried back.

When he returned to the abandoned temple, Ye Fan and others were still there. He rushed into the temple, and Zhang Huaide and Tao Yumin disappeared. He couldn't help looking anxiously.

When he came to the back mountain of the temple, he heard the fierce fighting and rushed to the temple.

Through the dense forest of thorns, I suddenly saw a terrible battlefield. A large area of the forest fell, and Wang Er Mazi and others fell three. Ye Fan was covered with blood, staggering and slow. He was forced to retreat by Wang Er Mazi and was surrounded by danger.

"Xiaofan, don't panic. I'm coming."

Fat brother rushed over without hesitation, picked up a machete and rushed into the battlefield.