Chapter 317

"No! I'll die on the stage if it goes on like this!"

In the face of Mr. Qi's offensive, Ye Fan is left behind and right behind. He has no strong means to break the enemy, and he can obviously see that Mr. Qi is playing cat and mouse at all.

"What? That's all?"

"If that's all, you can die next!"

Compared with Ye Fan's embarrassment, Mr. Ye is much more natural and unrestrained. He has always smiled since he took the shot. Even if he said that he wanted you to die, he is also full of spring, as if he said a trivial thing.

Ye Fan's face coagulated and knew that Mr. Qi was telling the truth.

This time, he was careless!

At that time, when he heard master Niu say that no one in their hands could fight with the offerings of the Chen family, he should have thought that the Chen family would certainly take out thunder means to deal with him, but he was full of CAI Wenwen's figure at that time.

Her busy figure in the position of salesperson!

That shouldn't be her position. She should wear clothes that people envy and be brave in her favorite position, rather than sweat in a small convenience store!

The longer Lin Maomao's affairs drag on, the more people will be involved.

So he directly proposed to fight the Chen family alone. He thought that with his own strength, even if he couldn't beat the Chen family in the end, he could retreat all over. Really, at that time, he would think of other ways to save Lin Maomao.

But he never thought that the Chen family could invite an expert like Mr. Qi.

This is an opponent he is far from able to compete with.

He felt this feeling only in a few people!

Doesn't it mean that these masters are indifferent to fame and wealth, only want to pursue the peak of martial arts, and won't easily intervene in human struggles?

A strong wind came from the front and interrupted Ye Fan's thoughts. As soon as Ye Fan's head was clear, he saw Mr. Qi slap.

"I dare to lose my mind and die!"

This light palm seems soft and weak, but all the pressure goes straight to Ye Fan, as if he is facing the whole world, which makes him unable to resist!

Ye Fan's heart was cold. He knew that if he couldn't resist this palm, he would really say goodbye to the world.

He summoned up twelve points of spirit and mobilized all his strength to resist.

Closer, closer!

It seems that Ye Fan's hard-working defense line is like paper paste under this palm.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan only feels that the internal organs seem to be directly broken between this palm. The meridians on the body were destroyed by this palm in an instant.

He vomited a mouthful of blood and was directly hit in the air and flew several meters away, but he didn't fall down. He just half knelt on the ground, and the capillaries all over his body broke, dyeing his whole person into a blood man.

"Good!"

Chen Feng couldn't help shouting in the stands!

Those who offend his Chen family have never come to a good end, and this time is no exception!

Chen Li also looked at Mr. Qi with some satisfaction. He couldn't help feeling that the old man was the old man. He was thoughtful. Fortunately, he let Mr. Qi follow. Otherwise, this Ye Fan might severely lose the face of their Chen family.

Now that Mr. Qi is in charge, everything is not a problem.

Mr. Niu and Zhao Li looked at each other. Their eyes were full of bitterness and helplessness. In their hearts, Ye Fan was only an outsider after all. They couldn't do it for him to let them bet on their foundation in Kyoto!

They sighed and began to think about how to compensate Ye Fan's family after Ye Fan's death.

It's not that ye fan is bad, but that Mr. Qi's strength is too strong. Ye Fan can't see a powerful counterattack in his hands. The whole game looks like an adult bullying a three-year-old child. No matter how he resists, he can only be severely hammered in the end!

"Oh? Not dead yet?"

Mr. Qi saw Ye Fan half kneeling on the ground. Although his whole body was covered with wounds, he was still gasping for breath, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This young man is actually very good. Ask yourself, he didn't have as strong a strength as ye fan at his age. He can easily crush Ye Fan, thanks to his accumulation of so many years.

"Just dying!"

He shook his head and walked slowly forward, ready to give ye fan one last blow.

He hasn't conceded yet. The game is not over yet.

Although he has good feelings and compassion for this young man, he will still hurt the killer. This is the world. There is no right or wrong, there are only interests. With it, there are reasons for all gratitude, resentment, love, hate and parting.

But just as he came forward to make up for the last blow, Ye Fan changed.

Originally, he was wounded by Mr. Qi, and his whole body was full of blood. The whole person looked embarrassed. However, at this time, he suddenly had a flowing air flow. The air flow seemed to have life. He kept swimming on Ye Fan's body surface, and a momentum slowly rose on Ye Fan's body.

Ye Fan felt the air flow. He sat cross legged and accepted the baptism of the air flow.

Mr. Qi paused. He looked at the momentum emitted by Ye Fan. A trace of yin and ruthlessness flashed through his eyes, but soon, the Yin and ruthlessness disappeared and turned into a long sigh. He paused and let Ye Fan recover from his injury.

His action filled the audience with doubts.

"What's the matter? Why don't you fight? What a good chance to become famous! Ye Fan has only one last breath when he looks at it. Why don't you put it away without mending the knife?"

"Strange, why is Ye Fan still sitting on the ground? Do you think you can defeat this expert by sitting for a while? Is the gap between them obvious?"

Ordinary people can't see the airflow on Ye Fan, so they have this doubt.

Chen Feng also frowned. He just came up with a reminder. Chen Li glared at him fiercely. He didn't dare to say anything. He knew that Chen Li was reminding him that Mr. Qi was not in his charge. He was the man invited by the old man. He couldn't command!

Mr. Niu also frowned. In their view, the result of the competition was obvious. The gap between Ye Fan's strength and his opponent was not a little. He could not make up for it no matter what he did. The kind of behavior of Ye Fan sitting on the ground would only reduce his image in their eyes.

Defeat, yes! Death is OK!

But be sharp and don't let people look down on you!

When people were wondering, Ye Fan stood up. At the moment of getting up, a trace of light flashed in his eyes. He felt that his whole body was full of strength.