Urban Madness

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Quiet!

Deathly silence!

A punch blasted life and death!

With only one punch, Ye Fan blasted a death tunnel in front of him, blasting dozens of Hong Yi elites into scum, leaving no bones, as if they had never existed in this world.

The rest of the surviving Hong Yi elites, their pupils shrank sharply, their facial features twisted together, and their faces were filled with unconcealed fear.

The punch just now, like Pangu breaking the world, caused an unprecedented visual impact and soul shock to them.

Almost everyone's back was soaked in cold sweat, as if walking before the gate of a ghost.

They knew that if their position was a little bit to the side and was enveloped by that fist, then they would be wiped out now, and there would be no bones left.

For a while, the remaining dozens of Hong Yi elites seemed to have been subjected to a fixation technique, and stood in place, without the strength to move their fingers, and even their souls were trembling.

An emotion called "despair" filled everyone's hearts.

Able to guard this secret base, they are definitely not weak, and they have seen many big battles.

But no one could imagine that Ye Fan, who didn't look amazing in front of him, could use his mortal body to perform such terrifying moves, which was as powerful as a rocket bomb.

However, after doing all of this, Ye Fan still looked like an understatement, without even a drop of sweat on his forehead, as if he had done something trivial and effortless.

At this moment, the surviving Hong Yi elites were all shocked, and a word subconsciously emerged in their minds--

Devil!

Ye Fan in front of him was like the supreme demon **** among the Nine Nethers, unstoppable at all!

...

At the same time, the abandoned factory is deep underground.

An extremely hidden secret room is the hiding place of the leader Yang Zhenkun.

On the wall, there is a huge projection screen, through the surveillance camera, 100% of the battle outside the factory can be restored.

At this moment, Yang Zhenkun's face was pale, and his expression was extremely embarrassing, his forehead was bulging out like a centipede, and his fists creaked.

In addition to the monstrous anger, there is also an unprecedented level of panic in his eyes!

Yes, it's just panic!

As the underground emperor of Yang Zhenkun, in the huge Huahai City, there are few people who can make him jealous.

But now, seeing Ye Fan's earth-shattering punch, he finally understood why he sent three martial arts masters, but they were killed by Ye Fan!

In the huge secret room, besides Yang Zhenkun, there was an elderly man.

He was about 60 years old, burly figure, full of silver silk threaded meticulously combed, Yuanzhu Yuezhi, lonely high, like a lofty mountain, one can only look up, not dare to look directly.

Despite his advanced age, he did not have the slightest decay of an elderly person. There was a sharp meaning in his eyes, and his eyes swept away like a sharp blade.

If you are a cowardly person, I'm afraid you will be frightened.

At this moment, Yang Zhenkun looked at the old man, leaned slightly, and said in a respectful tone:

"Venerable Chi Xiao, this little **** is the murderer who killed Xiao Ting! Please always take action to punish this dog and avenge Xiao Ting!"

"Zhen Kun, Yang Ting is the closed disciple of this seat. Someone dared to kill him. This seat will never sit idly by! This kid is indeed a genius with amazing talents. The punch just now is comparable to the yellow realm. Grandmaster’s pinnacle blow! But—"

Speaking of this, Venerable Chi Xiao's words changed, he straightened his chest, and said proudly:

"This seat is the pinnacle of the Profound Realm. It is only half a step away from the legendary realm! In the secular world, this kid is a leader, but compared to this seat, he is like an ant on the ground and above the nine heavens. Shenlong, there is no comparison!"

"With just one move, I can make this kid die without a burial place!"

"boom!"

Speaking of the last, Venerable Chixiao burst out with an overbearing and overbearing aura, like a wild and ancient beast, breaking free from its shackles and born out of nowhere.

Yang Zhenkun felt the horrible coercion first, and his body was shocked, like an electric shock, invisibly as if he had big hands, squeezed his heart so hard that he was almost out of breath.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

It took more than half a minute before he slowed down, panting heavily, shocked by the terrifying pressure, and secretly said in his heart:

"Xiao Ting, don't worry! As long as Venerable Chi Xiao takes action, he will soon be able to avenge you!"

Many years ago, Yang Zhenkun met this Venerable Chi Xiao by chance.

At that time, Venerable Chi Xiao was only at the pinnacle of the Yellow Realm, but because a treasure presented by Yang Zhenkun broke through to the Profound Realm, the two talents formed a great connection.

Later, Yang Zhenkun sent his grandson Yang Ting to Venerable Chi Xiao to learn the supreme exercises along with him.

In Yang Zhenkun's view, as long as Venerable Chi Xiao was willing to take action, even if Ye Fan had three heads and six arms, he would not be spared.

"Zhen Kun, go with me to meet this kid!"

As Venerable Chi Xiao said, he grabbed Yang Zhenkun's back collar, and his figure flashed, like a Category 12 hurricane, swept outside.

...

Before the abandoned factory.

After Ye Fan blasted that domineering punch, he picked up the locust wood coffin again, sinking into his dantian, and using his inner strength to shout:

"Old dog Yang, I, Ye Fan, brought you a coffin, come out and die!"

This anger rushed straight into the sky and rushed in all directions, even ripples appeared in the air.

The rest of Hong Yi's elite felt that the tympanic membrane was vibrating, invisibly as if he had hit a giant hammer in his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan scanned the audience with a sharp gaze, as if the **** of war was looking down at all living beings, and he said every word:

"Those who block me, die!"

The few numbers contain an irresistible will.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan picked up the locust wood coffin and walked towards the abandoned factory in a stride.

And those elites of Hong Yi, all face like ashes, like mourning concubine, looted and looted, they dare not give birth to any resistance, and stand in place like wooden people.

"boom!"

At this moment, an extremely powerful aura erupted from the inside of the factory, and the vitality between the heavens and the earth was like the convergence of rivers and oceans, frantically gathering there.

"Boom!"

After the hurricane passed, there were two more people in the field, it was Venerable Chi Xiao and Yang Zhenkun.

In Yang Zhenkun's eyes, an unprecedented fierce light burst out, like a jackal who chooses a person and eats him, wishing to swallow Ye Fan alive.

Ye Fan had seen Yang Zhenkun through his tablet computer when he was in the jing game before, and he naturally recognized his identity the first time.

However, at this moment, all Ye Fan's attention was focused on Venerable Chi Xiao, his whole body tense, as if he was facing a big enemy, he didn't dare to be negligent.

powerful!

Unparalleled powerful!

Even though he was far away, Ye Fan could feel the incomparably powerful aura lurking in his seemingly old body.

With Ye Fan's keen senses, if you listen carefully, you will find the sound of blood flowing in his body, like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

This is the real powerhouse!

In the daytime, the three martial arts masters added up, I'm afraid they didn't have enough shoes for him.

...

While Ye Fan was looking at him, Venerable Chi Xiao was also observing Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

He suddenly took a step forward, a big earthquake trembled, and the concrete floor quickly cracked, and cobweb-like cracks appeared.

"Stab!"

The next moment, his eyes shot out sharp and extremely sharp light, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, enough to tear the space and split the yin and yang, and said sharply:

"Boy, I am Venerable Chixiao! The Yang Ting who was killed by you is the closed disciple of this seat! Give you a minute to squat yourself in front of this seat immediately, otherwise, you will definitely get cramped. Eviscerate corpses!"

Speaking of the last, Venerable Chi Xiao burst into a substantive coercion, pressing on Ye Fan overwhelmingly.

Hearing these words, Ye Fan curled his lips in disdain, straightened his chest, and resisted the overwhelming pressure, and said coldly:

"Venerable Chixiao? Never heard of it! Which corner came out of the corner?"