This time, the left hand that grasped the sword contained the power.

The sharp sword continues to transform.

Ye Fan laughed unanimously, then gently flipped his palm.

"call!"

His palm hit the front of the straw straw hat with half a beat.

Facing Ye Fan's thunderous move, the old man's eyes suddenly became cold, and he shouted, and his left hand kept shaking.

Countless sword shadows were constantly stacking, and Ye Fan was about to crush one hand.

"Bang……"

Another collision sounded.

The old man in the straw straw hat screamed and fell out into the distance again. He flew out four or five of them before he hit the wall and stopped.

His left hand was still holding the sword, but his shoulder blades collapsed.

The left arm is also ruined.

"The third move."

Ye Fan did not stop there, and immediately arrived in front of the struggling old man with straw straw hat.

He punched the third punch.

The fist rubbed with the air like sparks, and it hit the old man in front of the straw hat with a whistling sound.

"call!"

The old man in the straw straw hat had broken his arms, and he could only spin his body and sweep his right foot towards Ye Fan.

"Bang!"

When the fists and feet were touching each other, the straw straw hat felt like the fire was burning, and then the center of gravity was lost with a click.

Breaked feet.

"Bang!"

When the old man in the straw straw hat fell to the ground, Ye Fan kicked him into the jeep.

Another loud bang, the old man in the straw straw hat fell to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Although he was not dead, he had lost his combat power. He looked frightened and wanted to move his body and run away, but he could not move at all.

With both hands and feet, the meridians and bones were broken and they were unable to fight again.

Nangong Yan and two men in black opened their mouths again.

Ye Fan was too fierce, and he beat the old man in the straw hat into a dog with three punches.

Thinking of his initial self-righteousness, Nangong Yan's cheeks became hot.

Ye Fan walked to the old man with straw straw hat, took away his weapons and hidden weapons, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Would you like to tell me what secrets are there for Long Tianao?"

"I think that showing a little value can make you survive if you lose this way."

Ye Fan's voice was very gentle, "If I don't say it, I'll cut my neck with the fishing line. I know, it's very painful."

"Ye Fan, kill me if you have the guts."

The old man in the straw straw hat spit out a mouthful of blood, "I tell you, I will never surrender."

"Dangdang!"

Ye Fan's hands were wrong, the knife broke and shot out.

Two men in black screamed, covered their throats and fell to the ground.

"Take him into the car and give him another sword."

Ye Fan stood up and sent an instruction to Kuangxiong, "Put this sword into his mouth."

The old man in the straw hat roared angrily, "Ye Fan, what are you doing? If you have the ability, please give me some pleasure."

"Ba"

The crazy bear slapped the old man in the straw hat, then stuffed him into the jeep, and put a sneaker sword into his mouth.

"If you want to commit suicide, you will be punished."

Ye Fan said lightly, "I hope I won't disappoint you!"

The crazy bear then closed the door with his backhand.

"Bang--"

With a loud noise, the car door isolated the struggle of the old man in the straw straw hat and also isolated Nangong Yan's vision...
Chapter completed!