"Boom!"

Ye Fan's words were like a thunderstorm in the Nine Heavens, which exploded in the ears of everyone in the venue.

Including the captain Lei Hong, the members of the Flying Dragon Brigade looked angry, as if they had been greatly humiliated, and there was a monstrous anger churning in their chests.

Being able to be selected into the Flying Dragon Brigade is enough to prove their strength, they are well-deserved kings of soldiers and elites of elites!

In their opinion, even if they are fighting alone, they are not Ye Fan's opponents, but Ye Fan wants to challenge all of them with the power of one person, which is simply ridiculous!

If they are defeated together, I am afraid that they will not have the face to continue to stay in the Wyvern Brigade.

But how could they have thought that Ye Fannai was an immortal cultivator, and his strength could never be inferred by the logic of the world.

The absolute strength gap between them and Ye Fan is like a huge gap between heaven and earth, which cannot be bridged by relying on the strength of the people!

"Whew!Whew!"

The next moment, countless eyes fell on Captain Lei Hong's body, waiting for him to give an order.

After pondering for a long time, Lei Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he fell directly on Ye Fan's body, and said in a deep voice:

"Boy, you have won my respect with your strength! However, the glory of the Flying Dragon Brigade cannot be tarnished by anyone! Although doing so is suspected of bullying the less, since you have repeatedly provoked us three times, and even seriously injured Gangzi, then don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!"

As he spoke, Lei Hong raised his big hand, pointed at Ye Fan from afar, and said in a loud voice:

"A detachment obeys the order, all of them attack, and subdue this thug!"

"Yes, Captain!"

A uniform voice rang out.

Many members of the Flying Dragon Brigade have long been eager to avenge Gangzi.

They are all intimate robes, and they usually get along with each other day and night in training and life, and they can give each other their backs with peace of mind on the battlefield.

Therefore, when Gangzi was injured, the anger in their hearts was completely ignited, and the blood in their bodies was almost boiling.

"Boom!"

The murderous aura that was condensed like a substance came out of his body, overwhelmingly pressing towards Ye Fan, as if to tear him apart.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill this kid and avenge Gangzi!"

"Hmph...... Dare to look down on our Flying Dragon Brigade and let him see how powerful we are!"

As soon as the words fell, the more than ten elites were like thunderbolts, like arrows off the string, with the momentum of devastating and decaying, attacking Ye Fan from all directions.

They cooperated with each other tacitly, blocking almost all of Ye Fan's dodging positions.

Fist wind and leg shadow, every move and every style, the goal is directly aimed at the vital point, and he will pay the price of blood!

At this moment, one of them skyrocketed, as fast as thunder, and attacked Ye Fan faster than the other comrades.

With the help of the strength of his waist and abdomen, he flicked his right leg continuously, like a leather whip, and threw it towards Ye Fan's front door, using the "turning gold stool to the sky" in the twelve Tan legs.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes that "south fist and north leg", and this north leg is talking about Tan leg.

The so-called "hands are two doors, all rely on the legs to hit people", in the same realm, the lethality of the martial artist who practices leg skills is more than one step higher than that of the boxer, and the aggression is extremely strong.

If it were an ordinary person who took this trick, I am afraid that he would be directly splashed with blood on the spot and die in Huangquan.

But at the last moment, Ye Fan suddenly stretched out his right index finger and flicked his fingers slightly.

His index finger was slender and slender, in stark contrast to the warrior's legs, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and there was no comparison at all.

But the next moment, Ye Fan's fingertips suddenly shot out a surging internal force, like a volcanic eruption and the Yangtze River bursting its banks, piercing the Tan leg that was enough to kick through the steel plate.

"Sting!"

Blood splattered, smearing demonic red lotus in mid-air, and the warrior flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, his right leg obviously useless.

"Empty brute force, vulnerable!"

In between attacks, Ye Fan still had the strength to comment.

......

"Bah, boy, take your life!"

"If you dare to hurt my brother, die!"

At this time, the remaining members of the Wyvern Brigade finally came over.

The kung fu they practice is different, such as splitting and hanging palms, baji boxing, eagle claw gong, and tong back boxing......

Most of them are based on the strength of the kung fu, open and close, to the strong. Wear gold cracked stones, swallow wolves and drive tigers.

With the combination of more than ten people, it is enough to completely "decapitate the operation" on the battlefield, even if they face an enemy several times their own, they are fearless.

However, in front of Ye Fan, they were like a group of children.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

For a while, the sound of dense flesh colliding, like a violent storm, was endless.

Ye Fan walked through the crowd as if he was strolling in a leisurely garden, his footwork was ethereal and light, and every time he punched, a fighter fell in response.

This is not a fair fight, but a one-sided slaughter!

One force will drop ten!

In the face of absolute power, any fancy moves are useless.

A few minutes later, except for Lei Hong, who had not made a move, all the remaining members of the Flying Dragon Brigade were beaten down by Ye Fan.

They collapsed on the ground, clutching the joints of their bodies, screaming in pain.

And Ye Fan stood in place, standing with his hands in his hands, looking calm and light, full of master demeanor.

There wasn't even a drop of sweat on his forehead, as if the battle just now wasn't even a warm-up for him.

Immediately after, Ye Fan's gaze swept the audience, shook his head slightly, and snorted coldly:

"Hmph...... This is the elite of the Wyvern Brigade? It's so disappointing, there is no one who can fight!"

......

This last sentence was like a sharp sword, stabbed into the chests of everyone present.

For every warrior present, what was more unbearable than physical pain was the humiliation of the soul!

As members of the Wyvern Brigade, they are proud of this identity, and are even willing to use their lives to protect that supreme honor!

But at this moment, all their pride and dignity were trampled under Ye Fan's feet and trampled to pieces!

More than ten people joined forces, but a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was powerless to fight back, not only embarrassing himself, but also smashing the golden signboard of the Flying Dragon Brigade and dishonoring it!

If it was in ancient times, they probably couldn't help but apologize for their sins.

At this time, Lei Hong, as the captain, could no longer sit idly by.

Lei Hong took a step forward suddenly, looked at Ye Fan from afar, and in addition to hostility, there was a little more respect in his eyes, and said tremblingly: "You...... Who the hell are you?

"It's not that I'm too strong, it's that you're too weak!" Ye Fan said lightly.

His tone didn't change at all, he was flat and straightforward, as if he was explaining some facts, but it caused tons of critical blows to the hearts of everyone in the room.

If anyone else dared to say this, they would definitely be cleaned up by the members of the Flying Dragon Brigade, but now, they were powerless to refute it at all, and they would only feel ashamed.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, Lei Hong took a deep breath, a decisive look flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, your strength is far beyond my imagination! Even if it's me, I'm not your opponent! But--all of us in the Flying Dragon Team are tough guys, like losing skin and flesh without falling behind, sweating and bleeding without tears!

Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and his face changed slightly.

Someone once said that you regret being a soldier for three years, and you will regret not being a soldier for a lifetime!

Military career, for any hot-blooded man, is an indelible imprint, which has been integrated into the bone marrow, blood and even the depths of the soul.

Compared with Xiong Li, Ma Yonggang and others, Lei Hong can be regarded as a real warrior!

Although he was too reckless and listened to slander, he didn't even find out the truth of the matter before he attacked Ye Fan.

But at this moment, Ye Fan was still moved by the momentum on his body and was in awe.

The next moment, Lei Hong's eyes were red, and his body swelled violently, and he was forced to rise more than ten centimeters.

"Sting!"

The camouflage uniform was all torn apart, revealing a flesh like a knife and an axe.

Lei Hong seemed to have put life and death aside, and said like thunder:

"Boy, this is a forbidden move that I once cultivated, and since the day I practiced it, I have never really used it! Originally, I was going to use it when I was going to kill enemies on the battlefield, and today, you have the honor of being the first person to see it!"