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

Chapter 2592 Sword God Takes Action
Chapter 610: Sword God Shots
The bullet swished and shot at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan had been prepared for a long time, and he twisted his body like a willow leaf to avoid it.

"It's interesting!"

Seeing that Ye Fan was so powerful, Shen Changfeng, who had shot out all the bullets, let out a grin, and threw his gun at Ye Fan.

His body changed continuously, and everyone's eyes were dazed, and then he moved his footsteps, and got behind Ye Fan like a poisonous snake.

Punch out.

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and with a backhand palm, he quickly and firmly held the opponent's fist.

Shen Changfeng didn't get frustrated when he missed a hit. He jumped up and swept his legs like a whirlwind.

This kick hit Ye Fan's calf.

Shen Changfeng's legs were extremely sharp, and his attacks were continuous and powerful.

In the eyes of David, the guests present and others, Ye Fan was suddenly covered by the shadow of sharp legs.

David took the lead in cheering: "Young Master Shen is mighty!"

The hundreds of people present also cheered.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, what made Shen Changfeng's eyelids twitch was that Ye Fan was never swept to the ground by him.

Ye Fan just stretched out one hand and waved it a few times, and he forcibly blocked the continuous bombardment of his right leg!
After dozens of whip kicks, Shen Changfeng's offensive slowed down.

At this moment, Ye Fan didn't take another shot to block, but suddenly pointed out with his right foot.

Impartially hit the soles of Shen Changfeng's feet.

"not good!"

Shen Changfeng's eyes froze, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

There was a sound like a nail being nailed into the glass, making the soles of Shen Changfeng's feet tremble.

Following the sound, Shen Changfeng's expression suddenly twisted, obviously suffering from great pain, he stumbled and retreated.

The injured foot dare not step on the ground.

Because the tendons on the soles of the feet were hit!

"Ok!"

He backed up a few meters with a muffled grunt, almost fainted from the pain, and couldn't stand up no matter how hard he tried his right leg.

When he took out another shot with his backhand, Ye Fan had already appeared in front of him like a phantom.

with a snap.

Ye Fan slapped Shen Changfeng on the face.

Shen Changfeng, who couldn't dodge in time, fell out and fell heavily on a sofa.

There were red fingerprints on his cheeks.

The nose and mouth are also bleeding.

Ye Fan stepped forward and grabbed Shen Changfeng's neck.

With a sharp grasp, it is unstoppable!

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side and touched Ye Fan's palm.

"enough!"

"Just let the young master practice his hands, don't push himself too hard."

The old man with the wooden sword said indifferently: "Some people are not something you can hurt."

That voice revealed an unparalleled confidence and unquestionable.

It seems that what he said is the imperial decree from above!
Ye Fan stared at the old man with the wooden sword and smiled faintly: "Report the details?"

Before the old man with the wooden sword could respond, David jumped out and laughed grimly:
"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, and I don't even know the sword god Li Taibai."

"Let me tell you, Senior Li is the inheritor of the Millennium Sword Tomb in Xia Kingdom, and also the only disciple of the Sword Tomb School."

"He is one of the worshipers of the Shen family, and also the personal follower of Young Master Shen. He once broke through hundreds of armors with a single sword at the border gate of the Southern Wilderness."

"He once circumvented the 300 elephant army with one man and one sword, and led directly to the headquarters of the eldest prince of Xiangguo, beheading [-] people, forcing Xiangzhenguo to flee back to the king's city overnight."

"If it weren't for the Ninth Prince of Xiang Kingdom to stabilize the [-] army, the frontline army of Xiang Kingdom might be pierced by Senior Sword God."

"Senior Sword God told you not to push yourself too hard, you'd better keep your tail between your legs."

"Otherwise he can take your head off with a single blow."

David looked at Ye Fan with disdain: "You look powerful, but you are still as small as an ant in front of the sword god."

Hearing David point out the identity of the old man with the wooden sword, many people present couldn't help but exclaimed.

They could see that the old man with the wooden sword was awesome, but they didn't expect the old man with the wooden sword to have such an amazing history and achievements.

Ye Fan suddenly realized and nodded when he heard the words: "The only child of the Millennium Sword Tomb? It seems very powerful."

The old man with the wooden sword said lightly: "Young man, you really have to be frivolous when you are young, but you also have to look at who you are yelling at."

"It's nothing for you to act recklessly against David and the others, but you injured Young Master Shen, which is outrageous."

"It's interesting, just stand obediently and wait for Master Shen to dispose of you."

"As long as you keep your hands tied, I can guarantee that the punishment of Young Master Shen is only for you."

The old man with the wooden sword said, "Otherwise, not only will I bully you, but your family is also afraid of being involved by you."

Although Shen Changfeng was injured, he was still rebellious. He took out a white handkerchief to wipe the blood, and then combed his hair again.

He looked at Ye Fan and smiled sinisterly: "Come here, kneel in front of me, lick my shoes clean, I will spare your life."

The old man with the wooden sword withdrew his fist and tilted his head slightly to Ye Fan: "Aren't you going to do what Young Master Shen said?"

The delicate women and the others also looked at Ye Fan gloatingly.

This time, let's see how Ye Fan turns around.

It's just that there was no wave on Ye Fan's face. Looking at the old man with wooden sword, he sighed and smiled: "Are you the only disciple of the sword tomb?"

The old man with the wooden sword nodded: "That's right, the only disciple, sword tomb swordsmanship requires talent, there are not many people like me."

Ye Fan looked at the old man with the wooden sword peacefully and smiled:
"You said that you are the only disciple of the sword tomb, why don't you behave yourself with your tail between your legs, and jump out to help the evildoers?"

"You want your sword tomb to be completely extinct."

After the words fell, Ye Fan violently lifted a large round table next to him, and slammed the head of the old man with the wooden sword hard.

"boom!"

Although Ye Fan didn't expect Ye Fan to attack suddenly, the old man with the wooden sword reacted very quickly.

The harmless aura of humans and animals dissipated instantly, and Lei Ting punched a fist with his right hand.

"boom!"

The entire round table was hit by the fist of the old man with the wooden sword, and it was instantly torn apart and turned into a pile of fragments.

"call!"

Without stopping for a moment, Ye Fan turned around, and another chair flew out, hitting the old man with the wooden sword very quickly.

After the wooden sword old man smashed the big round table, he wanted to take down Ye Fan as quickly as possible.

It's just that I didn't expect Ye Fan's speed to be quite astonishing. Just as he blew up the table, the chair slammed down again.

"boom!"

The face of the old man with the wooden sword sank, and he bumped forward without saying a word.

With a click, the chair was smashed into a pile of pieces by the old man with the wooden sword.

A dozen or so foreign businessmen around were hit by debris, screamed and retreated while covering their wounds.

Look pained.

The old man with the wooden sword ignored his surroundings, his huge body knocked out of the debris and shouted, "Zhuzi, die!"

At this time, Ye Fan had stopped making moves, but retreated with a playful smile.

At the same time, he waved his finger: "Move him!"

"Whoosh!"

Atagu immediately blocked it, and swept the chair fragments away with one kick.

At the same time, a burst shot rushed towards the old man with the wooden sword.

Miao Fenglang showed regret, lost the opportunity and could only wait.

Seeing the foolish Atagu attacking him, the eyes of the tall old man with the wooden sword flickered with anger.

He is invincible with a single sword, and even Shen Qiye has to give way to Shen Qiye.

Many people lost their fighting spirit when they heard his name and even knelt down and begged for mercy.

Now not only Ye Fan dared to lift the table at him, but Atagu even dared to attack him.

Sword God was angry.

"Death to me!"

The sword god jumped up in the air.

His speed from standing still to starting is absolutely as fast as lightning, and he also carries a powerful momentum.

When he was in the air, he stretched out his hand and slammed it at Atagu.

When the sound came, his heavy punch had already reached Atagu's eyes, and there was an absolutely fierce impact!

What a great speed!

Ning Ningbing exclaimed subconsciously: "Be careful!"

A Tagu didn't panic at all, but his eyes were burning with excitement.

After feeling the opponent's real foothold, he turned sideways to avoid the opponent's heavy punch.

The old man with the wooden sword was a little surprised that he missed his heavy blow.

Then he yelled again, and his fists hit Atagu like a torrential rain.

Left fist!

Knee bump!

Right fist!

Whip legs!

Sweep!

The powerful attack made Atagu squint his eyes slightly, and even Ye Fan couldn't help feeling that the sword god was a little bit smart.

But he didn't show too much worry.

Atagu lowered his head and dodged inwardly with the smallest range of body movements.

He avoided the seemingly frenzied and domineering fast fists of the wooden sword old man one after another.

"when!"

The old man with the wooden sword kicked the table next to him with his right foot, and the thick and heavy table instantly shattered, and the pieces flew around.

He punched the bulkhead next to him, and there was a dent in the bulkhead with a click.

The moment Atagu retreated to avoid the debris, the old man with the wooden sword grabbed a wine barrel.

He pressed his hands violently.

The wine barrel shattered with a crack and flew forward.

Countless fragments and liquor covered Atagu.

Atagu crossed his hands in front of his eyes.

When the fragments and wine slapped on his arm and fell, the old man with the wooden sword jumped up and rushed to Atagu and swung his left fist.

"boom!"

He punched out.

The violent wind sounds but no shadow of the fist can be seen

Then, I saw Atagu's body tremble.

The whole person was beaten to the ground and backed up.

There are several cracks in the belly armor.

(End of this chapter)