Chapter 43

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Han Feiyu looked gloomy, his eyes shot two cold light, the corners of his mouth showed a sneer, like looking at the dead general staring at Ye Fan and Pang Bo, no longer speak. The four young men around him heard the almost command words and came forward together, all with mocking smiles on their faces, slowly surrounding Ye Fan and Pang Bo. One of them lowered his voice, as if he did not want the people around him to hear him, and said, "There are some people in the Lingxu Cave who cannot be offended if they do not know the lofty things, and just because you two dare to say those words, you do not know whether you are dead or alive!" Next to him, another young man pressed forward a few steps with a sneer on his face, teasing: "It's really amazing, it hasn't been a long time since I started, it's so dignified, I really don't know how to write dead words." But I don't suppose you two will die, for the only thing more painful than death is living, and it's hard to die without suffering." "Well, there's a way to make this easier for you two." At this time, another person opened his mouth, speaking very casually, as if the two people in front of him were just two grasgrasers, who could pinch to death at will, sarcastically: "You can break your own legs, kneel down and beg for forgiveness, and then climb into the lotus pond, and plunge yourself into the mud, and also fall upside down." "If I were you, I'd kill myself instead of suffering." These four people all said very casual, did not see Ye fan and Pang Bo in the eyes, it is mocking and ironic, standing in four directions, do not give two people the opportunity to escape. Ye Fan and Pang Bo have never been the Lord of patience, the words of these four people are too much, but they are not angry, two people casually, calmly answer. "What are these four silly thirteen doing?" "I guess when I just went out, I accidentally got my head crushed by the door panel, otherwise why would they all look silly and read incessantly there?" The two of them seem to be outsiders in general, speaking carelessly, as if they were watching from the sidelines, and occasionally commenting casually. This immediately let the four young people next to the fire three zhangs, they think that the two young people are fearless, such a posture, not put them in the eyes, mouth damage and poison, so that their anger rose, then sank the face, it is difficult to maintain the mocking smile. 'I don't know whether I'm dead or alive! One of them drank cold, but did not rush forward, they had noticed that the two men were not of average strength, and did not want to capsize in the gutter. titter There was a bit of light under his umbilical, and a water-like pattern of God broke out like an iron rope, and quickly rolled toward Ye Fan and Pang Bo. "The divine pattern that burst out of the sea of misery!" "The master of teaching the Dharma once said that only when one has achieved some success in cultivation can one exercise the Metaphysical Dharma. ... The onlookers issued a gasp of surprise, the vast majority of people here are just starting disciples, rarely see someone to display the magic of metaphysics, all show a nervous look to watch. Ye Fan and Pang Bo were very fast, each dodging to the sides, the line of light like an iron wire brushed their bodies, but soon turned back and continued to bind them. They are still the first time with the monks who can exercise the metaphysics, do not know how the power of the God pattern rushed out of the sea of suffering, dare not easily touch, two people avoid again. But this god pattern like shadow, simply can not get rid of, shining, with a metallic texture, looks shiny, quickly wrapped up. "Bang" Ye Fan suddenly lifted a boulder next to him to meet the swooping god grain, and the two collided with each other immediately with a loud noise, and there was a deep mark on the large bluestone with a thousand pounds of weight, like the general left by a knife and axe. This makes Ye Fan and Pang Bo change the color at the same time, the monk who can display the metaphysics is really strong, if it is mortal, it can not compete with it. titter Although the line of God like iron rope left a deep impression on the bluish stone, it also seemed to exhaust the power, the light dimmed a lot, became a shadow, quickly rushed back to the young man's sea of pain, his body shook and stepped back two steps. "The power of these two grasshoppers is really not the average big, be careful, if they hurt, it is really a disgrace." "Said one of the four young men in a low voice. "Chi", "chi", "chi", "chi" At the same time, Ye Fan and Pang Bo also launched a fierce counterattack, the rock near the cliff is the least lack of rocks, a thousand pounds of boulders were thrown out by them, four God lines repeatedly tremble. "Bang, bang, bang." Ye Fan and Pang Bo amazing power, a boulder continued to fly up, one after another toward the god in the air, while there are many large bluestones fell to the four young people. The four young monks who had first mastered the Metaphysical method were immediately in a hurry, and although they had created a filar of divine power, which could be gathered into a god line like an iron wire, they could not control the flight speed of the God line fast enough to quickly avoid the boulder and effectively kill each other. After a little magic power in the sea of suffering, although their physique has been greatly improved, but if it is only about strength, it can not be compared with Ye Fan and Pang Bo, at the moment, a piece of heavy boulders weighing up to a thousand pounds constantly hit, they can only avoid. The stone flew, the four young monks were not only blocked, but also kept retreating, deeply afraid of being smashed by the thousand Jun stone. brush Just then, Ye Fan suddenly rushed forward, extremely fast, leaving a faint remnant shadow in place. "Bang" The next moment he appeared in front of a young friar, a simple and direct punch, a heavy blow between the nose and mouth of the other side, so that the friar flew out on the spot. This is a very beautiful and powerful punch at the same time! Ye Fan is very elegant stretch body, right arm waving, there is a natural light spirit, very aesthetic, but when the fist waved out, but it is so violent, the young man smashed flying out of the foot more than ten meters away. You can clearly see a string of blood flowers from the mouth and nose of the monk, the blood flowers across the sky for several meters, forming a bloody arc, while seven or eight teeth flew out and fell to the ground. On the other side, Pang Bo also could not keep down, and took the initiative to attack, very fast, with a boulder severely patted on the body of another friar, there was a fracture on the spot, and the person flew out unashebly and fell to the ground. "Bang" "Bang" There were two more bang sounds, and the remaining two were also put to the ground by Ye Fan and Pang Bo, at this moment they staged a violent aesthetic, fists like iron hammers to hit the two people in the mouth of blood. At this moment, the four God pattern light Hua dim, quickly fell into the sea of suffering four people. Yefan and Pombo put the four monks on the ground side by side, and then stood looking down at them. "What did you say just now, that we two do not know the height of heaven, do not know the life and death, now I want to ask, do you know?" Speaking of which, Pang Bo is up to four feet, playing four people like a rolling ground ball. "When the two of us are grasshoppers, we can squeeze each other to death as much as we want?" "They also told us to break our own legs, kneel down and beg for mercy, and then crawl into the lotus pond and plunge ourselves into the mud..." "Want to make us wish we were dead, to suffer and die? What a shame!" "Bang bang bang..." Ye Fan and Pang Bo to these four people feel extreme, no pity, no mercy, even kicking with kicking, like stepping on bugs in general, the four people pack up like four piles of mud in general limp there. 'That's enough! Just then, Han Feiyu, who had been watching cold in the distance, came over, his eyes were very cold, and his face was dripping with water. Look for www.zhaoshuyuan.com Pang Bo gave him a sideways look and said, "You say enough is enough? You are nothing!" 'Let them go! Han Feiyu's voice is very cold, so that everyone around him is like falling ice cellar, although he looks but 14 or 15 years old, but the manner and temperament are not consistent with his age, it is too gloomy. "Why should I listen to you? " Pombo wouldn't buy it. As for Ye Fan, he ignored him even more, casually squatting down, lifting two people from the ground, and then stretching his body, waving his arms very lightly and aesthetically. The two figures suddenly swept through the air like two spears, flew quickly to 40 or 50 meters away, and plunged straight into the mud in the lotus pond, like two long guns gone into it, leaving only two pairs of feet still outside the mud. 'You want to die! Han Fei Yu finally showed a very angry look, the whole body is very cold, with a chill, forced forward. Ye Fan ignored him, the other two people raised, again thrown out, "pupupu" two light sound, and two people fell upside down, straight into the distant silt. People around the stunned, this result is really shocking and speechless. titter Han Feiyu's bitter sea of light bloom, very gorgeous and dazzling, a square, less than an inch long small wooden print rushed out, circulation of a green light, rapid magnification, toward Ye Fan and Pang Bo pressure. All around suddenly issued bursts of exclaims, this is a real green wood seal, rather than the bitter sea of filamentous divine force, by no means four God can be compared. After Aoki printing rushed out of the bitter sea, the flow of green gas, emitting a heavy pressure.
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