The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1142 He caught it
The first thousand and 140 five chapters he caught
"Victorious son?"

"You deserve it too?"

"Ye Fan, you are too arrogant!"

"Do you think that if you kill Black Rakshasa and Seraphim, you will be invincible?"

"Do you think that you can despise everything after entering the realm?"

"you are too naive."

"This world is more powerful than you think."

"This old man entered the Yellow Realm at the age of 16, the Profound Realm at the age of 25, and the Earth Realm at the age of 40. He has been the number one player in Xiang Kingdom for 20 years."

"My skills and Taoism are also the top of the pyramid in the world."

"But even with such achievements, I dare not say Sheng Tianbanzi, you boy in his early twenties, what qualifications do you have to say such a sentence?"

"Today, I'm here to teach you what it means to be beyond the sky, and to let you know what will happen if you kill my apprentice!"

Hearing Ye Fan's words, LP Pan couldn't stop laughing angrily.

He has seen many evil geniuses, and many young and frivolous, but Ye Fan is still the first one who dares to be so rampant in front of him.

In particular, Ye Fan said that he won the Tian Banzi, which made Long Po Pan, who loves Go, feel insulted.

"He's done!"

"He's dead!"

When LP Pan lost his temper, more than a dozen remnants and defeated generals appeared on the top of the mountain.

At the front are a woman in military uniform and a woman in purple. The former is from the Dragon Temple, and the latter is the closed disciple of Luang Phor Pan.

They originally guarded another mountain road, but when they heard the fight here, they ran over to support.

Seeing the scene in front of them, they were angry at Ye Fan's arrogance, and ridiculed him for committing suicide.

The woman in uniform looked at Ye Fan with a murderous look: "If Master is so angry, this kid will definitely die!"

The woman in purple also had cold eyes: "It's more than just death. Master must tear him apart, because Master hates others' arrogance and saying that he is better than the son of heaven."

The rest of the people also nodded in unison. Apart from the same hatred, there is also the fact that Luang Phor Pan is the number one master in Xiangguo, and it is impossible for Ye Fan to beat him.

The woman in purple yelled: "Master, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? You can leave him to us."

The woman in uniform also took out a hot weapon: "That's right, master, we will kill him with random guns and knives."

"A bunch of cannon fodder!"

"Long Po Pan, why don't you bring your disciples and grandchildren with you?"

Ye Fan, who was recovering his physical strength while running the "Tai Chi Sutra", looked at Luang Phor Pan and sneered:
"I'm in a hurry to save people, so it's a little troublesome to kill them one by one."

He didn't take the initiative to attack, but shot nearly a hundred crossbow bolts and killed nearly a hundred guards, which was a bit exhausting.

He needed a little time to recover, so he deliberately provoked the opponent.

"Get out!"

Luang Phor Pan signaled the women in purple clothes not to come.

Then he picked up a machete, looked at Ye Fan and said coldly: "Young man, you are really arrogant."

Ye Fan smiled: "Can you be called a young man if you are not arrogant?"

"court death!"

Long Po Pan got angry, raised her left hand, and slashed out with a knife.

"Snapped--"

In an instant, a gully opened on the ground and attacked Ye Fan.

The eyes of the women in uniform stared straight.

Oh my god, this dragon mother-in-law pan is too powerful, he split the ground like this with one knife.

"Small tricks—"

Ye Fan bowed his body and stomped on his left foot.

Horses stepping on thousands of troops.

With a loud noise, the crack that hit Ye Fan broke instantly, and the killing intent that was essentially the same dissipated.

"Whoosh-"

After missing a hit, LP Pan's face changed slightly, and he raised his left hand again.

The next moment, a knife crossed the sky, as if it wanted to penetrate the sky and the earth, and directly hit Ye Fan's chest!

Originally, it was just an ordinary knife, but it made the women in purple shudder instantly, showing horror.

Because the knife flew out, making explosive noises all the way, flying like a rocket.

"Dead!"

The women in purple shook their heads slightly, deciding that Ye Fan couldn't resist being pierced through his heart.

With this knife alone, the woman in purple thought that Ye Fan would not be able to stop it after another ten years of practice.

"call--"

Ye Fan laughed loudly, and then punched him hard!
"boom!"

A loud bang exploded!

The light dissipated, and there was an 'ah' from the crowd.

It was the surprised voice of the woman in uniform.

In the eyes of everyone, the knife that flew at Ye Fan was shaken back by him, and fell into Long Po Pan's hands again.

And Ye Fan stood there, as if nothing had happened.

The women in uniform frowned slightly, and they didn't like Ye Fan's calm appearance. In their view, this was the kindness that LP Pan could have.

Ye Fan is about the same age as them, why is he so arrogant?

"Although I don't want to admit your strength, but given you ten years, I'm afraid there is a high probability of breaking through to the peak of the realm."

"In 50 years, maybe he can break through the heavens like the old master of Cihangzhai."

A flash of surprise flashed in Luang Po Pan's eyes: "Because of the vastness of China, there are only a handful of young people who can block me twice."

"It's just a pity. Although the old man cherishes his talent, but you killed my apprentice, there are still people who want you to die. I can only kill the killer."

Long Phor Pan slowly stood up from the stone: "Young man, what a pity, you will die under my sword soon!"

The purple-clothed woman's eyes were hot: "Master is going to get serious."

The women in military uniforms were stunned: Is this really true?Is LP Pan really so invincible?
Feeling the shocked expression of her companion, the woman in purple curled her lips and snorted softly:
"Master was just warming up just now. He really shot with all his strength and could scare Ye Fan to death."

"However, this kid can die with peace of mind. In this world, there are not many people who can make Master feel true."

"And he still died under Fengyun's four swords."

She sighed quietly with her hands behind her back, as if Luang Phor Pan was seeking defeat alone.

"Four Swords of Wind and Cloud?"

They subdued the woman and they exclaimed: "Is it one of the top ten stunts of Tianlong Temple in the legend of Jianghu?"

"One knife breaks a person's intestines, one knife takes no thought, one knife leaves nothing to hate, one knife makes misty rain, these four swords?"

"This is a sword technique that has been lost for hundreds of years."

The indescribable shock in their eyes clearly knew the power of this set of saber techniques.

"That's right, it's these four knives."

The woman in purple smiled proudly: "I won't hide it anymore, my master is the last descendant of Tianlong Temple..."

"Ye Fan, I'm dead!"

The girls in uniform looked at Ye Fan sympathetically.

Fengyun four swords, shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods.

Ye Fan must die.

At this moment, Long Po Pan walked out of the gazebo, holding the sword and said to Ye Fan: "Young man, are you ready?"

Ye Fan said lightly: "I'm ready to see you off."

"Straight!"

Long Po Pan gave a strange laugh, then flicked her body, rushing towards Ye Fan like a bird.

He swung his sword sharply.

Cold light flickered.

Long Phor Pan is very confident and can kill Ye Fan.

"Kill Miyamoto, but what about Ma Shou? That's because he underestimated the enemy and was injured by you."

"So what if the situation is great? I haven't had a foundation for a year, but I'm just a child who has just learned to walk."

"My old man entered Dacheng at the age of 45. Although I haven't improved in 15 years, it's shameful that my foundation is so strong."

"Today, I will let you see what is the real achievement of the realm."

Long Po Pan sneered at Ye Fan, and pressed the sword with red eyes.

"One knife cuts people's intestines!"

The blade of the blade was instantly red, shining a dazzling red light, as if flowing blood.

As soon as Ye Fan raised his head, a knife came.

The saber aura was extremely sharp.

The woman in purple shook their heads and squinted together, concluding that Ye Fan was going to be split in two.

It's just that Ye Fan raised his hand and punched him.

"boom--"

When the fists and knives collided, there was a loud noise, and the red light scattered in the sky, and LP Pan retreated three meters in a hurry.

Ye Fan was still standing there.

The purple-clothed women and the others were dumbfounded:

He caught it?

How can this be?

(End of this chapter)