Hearing the thunderous roar on the top of the mountain, Dongfang Jin was like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw, and he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were full of excitement.

In his opinion, as long as the Dongfang family arrived, then Ye Fan would not have any possibility of surviving at all!

"Boom!"

The next moment, a terrifying aura fell from above the dome.

Ye Fan subconsciously looked up at the sky, but found that a small black dot appeared in his sight, which was getting bigger and bigger, and it was like a meteorite falling from the sky and smashing towards the ground.

When I looked closely, it was a figure!

The hill where the Dongfang family mansion is located, although it is not an optimus pillar, is also hundreds of meters high!

Falling from such a high place, even a golf ball, under the action of inertia and acceleration, can smash a small hole in the ground, let alone a person?

"Boom!"

A few seconds later, like Mars hitting the earth, the figure finally smashed to the ground, and his falling point was only a few dozen meters away from Ye Fan and the others.

"Boom!"

The sound was earth-shattering, the dust was flying, the earth was shaking, it was like a small earthquake.

Immediately after, a tall and burly old man walked out of the dust.

He is about sixty years old, one meter nine tall, although his beard and hair are white, but he is not the slightest bit old, his upper body is bare, his muscles are stretched, and he is high and bulging, exuding a metallic luster, like copper pouring iron, containing terrifying power, which brings great pressure to people.

"Knock!" "Knock!"

Like a titan, he cracked in the ground with every step he took.

At this time, Dongfang Jin trotted all the way to his side, endured the pain of a broken right wrist, and pointed at Ye Fan with his left hand and scolded:

"Fan Xianfeng, that stinky boy dared to spread wild in my Dongfang family and break my wrist, you quickly break his body for me!"

Hearing this, Fan Feng turned around and first glanced at the eight guards on the ground casually, and finally his gaze fell on Ye Fan's body again, his eyes were like a divine sword out of its sheath.

"Boom!"

The next moment, with his body as the center of the circle, a condensed coercion spread out, surging towards Ye Fan from all directions.

Fan is a martial arts master, standing at the pinnacle of the secular world!

If it was an ordinary martial artist, under his coercion, I am afraid that he would immediately tremble with fright and tremble.

But now, Ye Fan was still calm, his expression was as usual, he didn't even furrow his eyebrows, and he didn't seem to be affected at all, which made Fan Xian a little surprised.

However, Fan Xianfeng didn't care too much, in his opinion, Ye Fan was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, no matter how amazing he was, he couldn't be his opponent.

As for Ye Nantian, who had been silent next to him, because he had a broken arm, he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Boy, don't think that if you learn a little kung fu casually, you will be able to look down on the heroes of the world and do whatever you want! The old man is Fan Baichuan, the master of Bajiquan, if you obediently tie up your hands and arrest you, maybe you can still leave a whole corpse, otherwise, you will be crushed and scattered, and there will be no place to bury you!"

Fan Baichuan said, took another step forward, and the monstrous momentum surged out like a volcanic eruption, pressing towards Ye Fan.

This time, even Dongfang Jin, who was far away behind him, was affected, as if a small boat in a storm could be torn apart at any time.

However, Ye Fan still stood proudly, his waist straight, like a spear piercing the sky, unmoving.

Fan Baichuan's momentum and coercion were like tickling to him, and it was of no use at all!

At this time, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, shook his head, looked at Dongfang Jin and said:

"Huh...... Young Master Dongfang, is this the master of your Dongfang family? It's too disappointing! As far as I'm concerned, he's no different from the guards before, they're all ants-like existence!"

……

As soon as these words came out, Fan Baichuan's pupils contracted suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he couldn't believe his ears.

He never expected that Ye Fan would compare him with those fish belly guards and regard him as first-class.

For a while, Fan Baichuan seemed to have been greatly insulted, his hair stood up, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, his muscles swelled, and the muscles and bones of his whole body made a crackling sound, like a terrifying demon god.

There was a raging anger burning in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:

Since you are looking for death, then the old man will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, Fan Baichuan lifted his hip and stomped on the ground with his right foot, his shoulders shook, and his power shook the sky, and there was a great tendency of "shaking his arms and hitting the sky, and stomping his feet to shake Kyushu".

Then, with the help of that shock force, his burly body rushed towards Ye Fan like a mobile fortress.

"Lean against the mountain!"

Since ancient times, there is no first, and there is no second!

In traditional Chinese martial arts, to talk about the degree of fierceness, the eight poles of boxing to beat the Shaolin strong vajra hand, won the first place, the rivers and lakes have "Wen has Tai Chi to secure the world, Wu has eight poles to determine the world" said.

And in Bajiquan, now Fan Baichuan has shown a mountain support, which is the most rigid and fierce killer feature.

Those who practice to a small success can easily break a big tree hugged by several people, and those who practice to a medium success can break through the copper wall and iron wall, and those who practice to a large success can even crush a small mountain!

Fan Baichuan is the Eight-Pole Grandmaster, and now this move is made by him, which is naturally extremely powerful, abandoning the complicated fighting skills to bombard the world. Open and close, hard bang and hard shock, one move is enough to kill!

……

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Jin's eyes were full of happiness for revenge.

Before that, he had personally seen Fan Baichuan use this trick and crush many masters into meat puree.

In his opinion, even if Ye Fan is strong, it is impossible to survive this trick, and he has already stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot!

After all, in Yanjing City, this Fan Baichuan is a well-known powerhouse, he studied under the closed disciple of Huo Qingyun, the head of the Baji Authentic Sect, and he is extremely talented, and he has won the true transmission of Baji Boxing!

When he was young, he was brave and aggressive, and once fought 100 ring matches in a month without defeat, while his opponents were all beaten to the point that their bones were broken, and they were either dead or maimed!

It is the so-called acquisition of literary and martial arts and sold to the emperor's family.

With Fan Baichuan's strength, it is true that he can start a sect, but the achievements he can achieve are limited after all, and in front of the real big shots, it is not worth mentioning at all.

After breaking into the famous hall, Fan Baichuan was recruited by the Oriental family, became a family worship, and guarded the Dongfang family's mansion.

Because of the natural treasures and panaceas provided by the Oriental Family, over the years, Fan Baichuan's strength has also been steady and progressive, and he rarely meets opponents!

At this time, Fan Baichuan's offensive was only seven or eight meters away from Ye Fan.

Ye Fan could even hear the tumbling qi and blood in his body, and felt the murderous aura condensed in his body, presumably the martial artists who died in his hands, I don't know how many!

At this moment, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth suddenly outlined a strange arc, smiled playfully, and then suddenly opened the white package behind him.

Long before, Dongfang Jin had noticed the long white package, and he didn't know what it contained, in terms of length, it was far better than a sword.

"Sting!"

The white cloth was torn open, and the murder weapon inside was finally revealed.

From a distance, it was a spear of three feet and seven inches, the body of which was dark gold, and there was a pattern of a kiss on the neck.

The tip of the gun shone with a cold glow, like a bright star in the night, giving people a sense of solemnity.

Broken guns!

The spear is pointed, and the army is broken!

At this moment, Ye Fan was holding a spear in his hand, his momentum was calm, and he was integrated with the broken army gun, like ten thousand enemies on the battlefield, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

Seeing this scene, Fan Baichuan's expression changed greatly, and he never expected that in an instant, such a huge change would occur in Ye Fan's body.

The killing aura revealed on the broken army gun even made him feel a threat of death.

But now, he has reached the point where he is ready to send arrows and has to send, so he can only frantically squeeze the internal strength in the dantian, trying to kill Ye Fan with one blow.

Seeing this, Ye Fan swept the spear, as if a fierce dragon was about to come out through the blade, and at the same time let out a loud shout:

"Hmph...... The light of rice grains, and dare to compete for the glory of the sun and the moon?