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

Chapter 470 Don't Hide Anymore

Chapter 470 Don't Hide Anymore

"Whoosh!"

Facing Miyamoto's grab, Ye Fan moved and dodged like a willow leaf.

Seeing this, Miyamoto narrowed his eyes, surprised that Ye Fan could escape the blow.

He intended to crush Ye Fan to death with one move, after all Ye Fan had already been crippled a week ago.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it. With a spin, he grabbed Ye Fan a few more times.

Scratch fiercely, scratch fatally.

Lu Qing and the others had excited faces and clenched their fists, almost applauding Miyamoto.

Ye Fan remained calm, and performed the Windward Willow Step, calmly dodging a series of attacks.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Miyamoto failed even with seven catches, his expression turned cold, and he shot faster and more fiercely.

The stone chips on the ground suddenly rose all over the sky, and the dead leaves were also flying in the air, blinding the eyes.

Ye Fan didn't have the slightest fear, and still avoided in a hurry.

He didn't resist or attack, just dodged lightly.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Miyamoto Tanma Shou attacked again with seven punches, continuous and whistling.

But still unable to hit Ye Fan.

Seeing Ye Fan hiding out again, Miyamoto roared angrily, turned around suddenly, and kicked a stone directly.

Then he waved his right hand.

"Clap clap-"

Countless gravel shot towards Ye Fan.

The stones were so dense that Ye Fan couldn't avoid them, so he could only shoot them down.

At this moment, Miyamoto rushed to Ye Fan like a tornado.

Punch out.

"Whoosh-"

Ye Fan moved his footsteps.

Miyamoto punched nothing.

A tree behind Ye Fan was hit, snapped in two, and countless leaves fell down.

"idiot!"

Missing consecutive attacks, Miyamoto's eyes instantly turned cold, and his nerves tensed up invisible.

A week ago, he beat Ye Fan into a dead dog, and a week later, he couldn't even touch Ye Fan's sleeve.

He was very angry.

Lu Qing, Yamamoto Jiro, Qianshui Yui and Murong Sanqian also frowned.

Their original thinking was that today's decisive battle was just a passing action, and Miyamoto could kill Ye Fan with two or three punches.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was still alive and well after Miyamoto Tamaru punched seven claws and eight punches.

"Mr. Miyamoto is kind and kind, and he gave Shenzhou enough face."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Lu Qing smiled at Yamamoto Jiro:
"Things that can be solved with one punch, turned out to be settled with more than a dozen strokes."

"Mr. Yamamoto, Lu Qing would like to express his gratitude to you on behalf of Shenzhou Budao."

"You take care of us like this, Lu Qing will definitely keep it in mind."

"Don't worry, after Ye Fan's defeat, I will apply to my superiors to confiscate Ye Fan's assets, and then pay all the compensation to Mr. Miyamoto."

"And I guarantee that in the future, this kind of stunned youth will never appear again in the Divine Martial Arts."

Lu Qing leaned slightly towards the short and fat Jiro Yamamoto, and the white thighs at the slit of the cheongsam slipped down, causing Jiro Yamamoto to take a few extra glances with a smile.

"Miss Lu is too polite."

Yamamoto smiled playfully:

"With a strip of water, Shenzhou's face is also Yang's face. Mr. Miyamoto's revenge this time will not affect our relationship."

"Of course, Ms. Lu also has to discipline Shenzhou Martial Arts, and Ye Fan, a stunned young man like Ye Fan, can't appear again!"

"Otherwise, Mr. Miyamoto won't listen to my advice next time, and just beat your people to death with one punch. Then Shenzhou Martial Arts will become the laughing stock of the world."

He sniffed the fragrance of the woman's body lightly, looking very intoxicated.

"I will definitely rectify the Divine Martial Arts."

Lu Qing smiled coquettishly: "I will tell them that the Yang Kingdom is the strongest martial arts country, and we must not be ignorant of the heights of the sky and the depth of the earth."

When the female companions around them heard these words, they all showed a look of sudden realization.

It turned out that Ye Fan was able to dodge because Miyamoto gave Shenzhou face.

So one by one looked at Jiro Yamamoto and the others with gratitude and respect, and then disdained to look at Ye Fan who was dodging on the field.

They wondered if this kid was really thick-skinned, could they be sure that they didn't know what to do?

If it were them, they would have surrendered in embarrassment and embarrassment after being exposed to water like this.

Murong Sanqian and Qianye Yuyi also despised Ye Fan.

"Mr. Miyamoto, thank you for your kindness, don't give me face, let's end."

Lu Qing stood up and shouted, "Let Ye Fan be punished."

She felt that Miyamoto's release of water was more to give her face as a socialite, but Ye Fan was so ignorant, she didn't want to protect her anymore.

"Flying clouds and flying sleeves!"

At this moment, Miyamoto Tajima, who had been unable to attack for a long time, had his face sinking like water, and his demeanor was reduced by three points, and he shouted and used his ultimate move.

In the last battle, he had already suffered internal injuries. Although he was not seriously injured, a prolonged battle would also hurt his body.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

While shouting, Miyamoto waved his hands, and dozens of sleeve shadows whizzed out, stabbing at Ye Fan like sharp swords.

The air waves raised by the sleeves not only caused the dust to fly, but also made people's skin hurt. Lu Qing, who was watching from the front, instinctively took a few steps back.

Seeing this scene, Gong Suqin also had shortness of breath, madness flickered in her eyes, Ye Fan would definitely die this time.

The killing intent is monstrous.

hide!
hide!
hide!
Facing the life-threatening flying sleeves, Ye Fan remained calm, twisting his body, making the windward willow steps to the extreme.

Countless flying sleeves flew over his face, ears, neck, and waist, with a sense of sharpness and sharpness, but Ye Fan never spattered blood.

Several trees and stones behind him shattered one after another.

Lu Qing and Murong Sanqian frowned slightly, wondering what happened to Miyamoto but Ma Shou, why didn't they kill Ye Fan with dozens of moves?
Cat and mouse?

But from the looks of it, Miyamoto Danma Shou's ultimate move is fierce, it looks like he used a lot of skill, and he doesn't need to be like this when playing Ye Fan.

Could it be that they want to scare Ye Fan to death?
But it's not necessary.

Then, Miyamoto attacked Ye Fan again.

The entire open space was shattered by him, and more than a dozen trees around were also interrupted, but Ye Fan never fell down.

Lu Qing and the others finally realized that it was not Miyamoto who caught the mouse, but Ye Fan who avoided it by relying on his strange movements.

"No wonder you dare to show up for a duel, and you dare to challenge me. It turns out that you have learned a little crooked way."

Lu Qing suddenly became angry: "Isn't this nonsense?"

She stood up and shouted at Ye Fan:
"Ye Fan, what's the matter with you relying on footwork to dodge?"

"This is a decisive battle, a decisive battle of life and death, is it interesting for you to hide?"

"This is not only disrespectful to Mr. Miyamoto, but also a waste of everyone's time. I will not allow you to do this."

"I order you now, don't use this kind of footwork to dodge again, and immediately fight face-to-face with Mr. Miyamoto."

She was really angry, Miyamoto, but Ma Shou could win the decisive battle with one move, Ye Fan forced him to use dozens more moves, which would make Yamamoto and the others unhappy.

"Isn't dodging a strength?"

Ye Fan continued to avoid Miyamoto's attack while laughing loudly:
"The bullet hits the past, don't you hide, blow it with your mouth?"

As soon as Miyamoto made a move, Ye Fan could see that he was injured, so he slowly exhausted him, and only fools would head-on.

"You bastard, how did you talk?"

"Bullets are bullets, decisive battles are decisive battles, and decisive battles should be head-on."

Lu Qing's pretty face darkened:
"I'll say it again, I won't allow you to dodge any more, or I'll declare you a loser in this battle, and everyone will attack you."

Several female companions also stared angrily at Ye Fan, thinking that he shouldn't dodge too much. If someone confronts you head-on, but you dodge, what kind of a thing is that?

"Don't dodge?"

Ye Fan laughed wildly again: "Okay, I'll save you face, this time I won't dodge."

As soon as the words fell, the aura on his body suddenly exploded, like water pouring out of a dam breaking.

Ye Fan punched Miyamoto three times in one breath:

"gravel!"

"Shake the mountain!"

"Break the Three Armies!"

Swallow mountains and rivers with anger.

Lu Qing's pupils shrank suddenly!
(End of this chapter)