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

Chapter 2864 Tang sect master?
Chapter 860 Nine Tangmen?
The old man in black smiled and said, "Why don't you think this child is from Temujin?"

Ye Fan snorted, "Tiemujin is the one who wants to be the ruler of the country. Why is he making a fuss with a child?"

"Perhaps, Temujin wants to bet on both sides."

The old man in black smiled faintly: "If the superior is successful, he will be the ruler of the country. If the superior is not successful, his child will be the ruler of the country."

Ye Fan responded noncommittally: "It is possible, but the probability is too small,"

"Of course, on the bright side, this child must belong to Tiemujin, otherwise he would have killed Yan Ruohua long ago."

Ye Fan raised his chest: "And my intuition tells me that it has something to do with you, you should be Lu Buwei."

Lu Buwei?
Hearing these three words, the old man in black stared: "Ye Fan, you are really a smart kid."

"Are you admitting it in disguise?"

Ye Fan let out a hearty laugh, and then changed the topic:
"You admit your intention and purpose like this tonight, it seems that you are determined to kill me here."

"Otherwise, why would you tell me your heart without reservation?"

"Unfortunately, although you are powerful, it is not easy to kill easily."

Ye Fan showed self-confidence: "Otherwise, you won't let me run away if Shen Jiabao and Wangbei Tea House are two times."

"I had some scruples last time."

The old man in black smiled: "But this time, there is no more!"

"I do not believe!"

Ye Fan smiled, and as soon as the words fell, he burst out.

He arrived in front of the black-clothed old man in an instant, and flashed a knife with his right hand, as fast and fierce as lightning on a sunny day!
Wanyan Ruohua and several court ladies wanted to make a move but were stopped by the old man in black with a wave.

The old man in black narrowed his eyes, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth:
"Where's your trump card?"

"Without a trump card, you are no match for me at all."

While speaking, he took a straight shot with his right hand unhurriedly.

His moves were peaceful, it didn't look swift and gorgeous, but extremely weird, with one slap, the long knife shattered into pieces.

Then his palm suddenly reached Ye Fan's chest.

A chill broke out.

"boom!"

The blood on Ye Fan's chest almost froze and congealed at that moment.

Facing the strength of the old man in black, the corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched a few times, but he didn't panic.

He flicked the handle of the knife in his hand and shot at Wanyan Ruohua who was beside him, then he swung his hands and bumped the palm of the black-clothed old man head-on.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Ye Fan was shaken out.

The old man in black didn't move at all. He not only slapped Ye Fan hard, but also grabbed the handle of the knife that was shot at Wanyan Ruohua.

Then a backhand flick.

The handle of the knife swished into Ye Fan who was retreating.

Seeing this, Ye Fan let out a low growl, and blasted out with his right hand.

With a bang, Ye Fan knocked the handle of the knife to the ground, but he also flew out with a muffled grunt.

Ye Fan turned over and half-kneeled on the ground, panting slightly to cushion the attacking palm of the old man in black.

Although the old man in black didn't hurt his internal organs, his tiger's mouth still hurt slightly.

Ye Fan was astonished, the old man in black was much stronger than himself.

He also knew that if the old man in black hadn't been wary of his dragon slaying technique, he would have hit him hard just now with all his strength.

He let out a hot breath: "You are indeed powerful, but it's a pity that you haven't hurt me yet."

The old man in black blew his fist lightly, looked at Ye Fan and said gently:
"You should be clear, it's not that I can't hurt you, but that I am a cat and a mouse, and I am waiting for you to perform the dragon slaying technique."

"Why don't you teach me the trump card that hurt me the first two times, and I'll let you and Temu Wuyue and the others leave safely?"

"A martial arts master, in exchange for dozens of your lives, I think this deal is very good for you."

He wanted to see how Ye Fan's dragon slaying technique came about, and also wanted to see if he could transform the dragon slaying technique into his unique skill.

He believed that once he was equipped with Ye Fan's trump card, he would definitely be able to leapfrog to kill people.

It is very tempting for the old man in black to achieve the same lethal effect without struggling for ten or decades.

"dream!"

Ye Fan laughed angrily, then slapped the ground, and he shot again.

He gathered [-]% of his strength and poured his fists and kicks at the old man in black.

The old man in black didn't change his face, he took a step forward, and punched out without dodging or dodging.

A series of movements were done in one go, flowing freely, and directly collided with Ye Fan's fist.

"boom!"

Score at the touch of a button.

The old man in black still stood there as if nothing had happened, not moving, but Ye Fan took a few big steps back.

This time, without waiting for Ye Fan to buffer, the old man in black strode up, with his toes flying fast, pointing out again and again.

Seeing this, Ye Fan first waved his hands to block the attack of the old man in black.

Bang bang bang, in a series of collisions, air flowed in the hall, the sound was harsh, and Ye Fan kept retreating.

When Ye Fan retreated nine steps, the old man in black's feet speeded up and swished across Ye Fan's body.

His last kick hit Ye Fan's abdomen.

Power down.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Ye Fan felt pain in his abdomen and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Whoosh!"

Before Ye Fan could stabilize his center of gravity, the old man in black floated up again, hitting him hard.

Ye Fan took another two steps back and hit the wall.

With a click, several cracks appeared on the wall.

Ye Fan's mouth and nose also had another stream of blood.

The old man in black sneered, "Don't you have a killer yet?"

Ye Fan exhaled a long breath and gathered his strength again. Of course, the dragon slaying technique must be used, but not now.

He can fire eight times now, and he can't just waste it.

The old man in black sneered: "If I don't do it again, I will lose my patience and kill."

"Don't bully my man!"

At this moment, the door was knocked open again with a bang.

Iron Wood Wuyue rushed in like a whirlwind.

With a samurai sword in her hand, she rushed to the old man in black with a whoosh.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Tetsuki Mutsuki made an instant move, and the samurai sword cut out twelve phantoms!
The cold light of the blade is very dazzling in the hall.

Explosive shooting, sabering, and slashing are done in one go, showing the extraordinaryness of Tetsumu Wuyue.

With his hands empty, the old man in black moved his steps unhurriedly, dodging Temu Wuyue's attack calmly.

His gaze fell more on Ye Fan who was leaning against the wall.

He was still afraid of Ye Fan's trump card.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Seeing that the twelve knives had failed, Temu Wuyue slashed obliquely at the old man in black with another horizontal blade.

A piece of knife light, a piece of knife light that is as bright as the moon rising in the East China Sea, makes people close their eyes subconsciously.

"Man and knife unite!"

Temu Wuyue's seemingly weak body was filled with wildness in an instant, giving birth to a powerful and sturdy temperament.

Teki Wuzuki unleashed all his strength.

In this thunder strike, Temu Wuzuki shouted: "Death!"

"Ding!"

As soon as the words fell, Temu Wuyue's wrist shook, and the blade stopped moving.

She fixed her eyes and saw that the old man in black had clamped the tip of the knife.

The two fragile fingers clamped the sharp blade as firmly as Mount Tai, unable to move.

Moreover, it also suppressed all of Temu Muzuki's fighting spirit.

At this very moment, the whole aura of the old man in black changed dramatically.

Hard-edged.

"Ding!"

One fold, one shot!
The old man in black pinched off the samurai sword, and then flicked his fingers.

Half of the knife pointed straight at Tetsuki Wuyue's throat.

"careful!"

Ye Fan shot over with a bang, and hugged Temu Wuzuki to avoid it.

At the same time, the left fingertips tapped out.

Five rays of light flashed away.

Half of the tip of the knife was hit by a ray of light and shattered with a sound.

There are four strands covering the old man in black.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Seeing half of the tip of the knife shattered, the old man in black felt bad and jumped sideways.

Although he had been wary of Ye Fan's trump card, he still didn't expect it to be so hard to guard against.

And there are still several in one breath.

When the old man in black tried his best to avoid the three beams of light, his cheek was scratched by the fourth beam.

This also caused the mask on his face to shatter and fall off.

A thin and familiar old face appeared.

Ye Fan, who rolled down in the corner, looked up and shouted:

"Master Tang?"

(End of this chapter)