The wrecked rear wheels of the locomotive were still humming and spinning, the flickering sparks were constantly scorching, and the figures standing on the marble steps were constantly retreating.

The four people who rushed out of the hall, their eyes fierce, swept over the chaotic and incredible scene in front of them, and exchanged glances together, showing shock and hesitation.

Someone came to the main altar to smash the field, even if he was a god and devil, he had to stop it, and a man in black clothes among the four people shouted in a deep voice: "Let me come!"

With his right foot stepping back, the man in black spun his body, and with the help of the rebound force, he jumped up from the steps, and his legs slashed towards the top of Ye Fan's head like a staggered guillotine!

"Get out! get out—"

The shocking sound of the whirling sound pierced the eardrums of everyone in front of him, and before the man in black's footwork could be unleashed, he collided head-on with the Qi Qi that Ye Fan raised his hand and waved, and the sound wave internal strength that came out of his mouth!

That face seemed to have been devastated by a tenth-level hurricane and concentrated sulfuric acid at the same time, and in an instant, the skin and flesh opened, the blood flowed like an infusion, the two eyeballs exploded at the same time, and the whole person flew diagonally towards the stone lion next to the steps!

There was a muffled crash, and the man's body was on the stone lion's back, slowly sliding down, and a pool of blood dripping down the lion's body.

Dead! Died like this! All the people with Venus in their eyes were deeply shocked by this terrifying sight, and they clenched their fists and touched their knives, but they all retreated in unison!

The broken army dragged the rope, and Wu Anle, who was dying, was tied to his head, and walked this way.

This man and woman made it clear that they were here to cause trouble and seek revenge.

Stepping on the steps, Ye Fan calmly and calmly pressed step by step, and more and more Bamboo Union Gangs poured out of the hall, but he did not dare to approach under his powerful aura, crowding people and retreating backwards, forming a noisy situation of retreating and hugging back.

The main altar hall of the Bamboo Union Gang, a wide space of hundreds of square meters, all the black pressure is human figures, hundreds of gangs surround a semicircle, with the entry of these two people, this encirclement gradually squirms, surrounding them in the middle!

"Cut him down for me!" a roar like a bell came from behind.

More than a dozen gangsters with machetes exchanged glances with each other, gritted their teeth and rushed forward at the same time!

Bang –

The rolling waves of qi were raised, their clothes were flying, and the light of the knives flickered, and these people screamed and flew out in all directions, smashing into the crowd of companions, causing countless commotions and screams.

To deal with this kind of cannon fodder, there is no need to punch and knife, such an effect is more shocking, and this kind of momentum is the style of a big master.

There was a large empty space in front of him, and Ye Fan's cold gaze passed through the human wall and locked on the face of the middle-aged man who gave orders just now.

Just one glance made Situ Feng break out in a cold sweat, those eyes were obviously looking at the eyes of the dead!

"Hall Master!" everyone turned their eyes to Situ Feng in a panic, looking for the backbone of the main body, waiting for his choice.

Situ Feng raised a palm, and his face became extremely solemn.

This dignified is because he knows that he is not an enemy opponent, and this dignified is because he knows that he has to fight to the death if he is not an enemy, and he can't let himself become a laughing stock in the rivers and lakes and be laughed at by the gangsters.

"Get out of the way!" Situ Feng waved his arm to open a passage, stared coldly at the opponent, raised his leg and waved his palm, and took on the posture of the Southern Tiger and Crane Double Fist.

The buttoned caftan was lifted, Situ Feng held the claw in his left hand, stood upright with one palm in his right hand, his eyes were wild, and he constantly improved his fighting spirit.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth hooked a smile, this time is different from the past, he was able to defeat a thousand in Longting at the beginning, not to mention now, Situ Feng's skills, but similar to Long Hao, Tu Su and others, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a foreign martial arts master, but in Ye Fan's eyes, he is no different from ants!

This is the way a cultivator despises all living beings!

No matter how many fancy and action, it is nothing more than a clown jumping off the beam, embroidering legs with fists.

Bang! The marble floor tiles under Situ Feng's feet are cracked!

Preemptively, there is a chance of victory, the battle intent in his eyes erupted wildly, Situ Feng rolled up boiling blood, and the sound of the wind, like a tiger descending the mountain, pounced on the opponent!

His body is fluttering and smart, such as walking a tightrope, it is the crane step in the Xingyi boxing, his fist is domineering and strong, and he has the wonder of the tiger shape, the tiger and the crane are double-shaped, and the form and meaning are both, and the majesty is majestic.

In just ten steps, the energy swept around Situ Feng had already made the gang members secretly amazed.

"Drink!" This angry shout, Situ Feng shot out like lightning, and attacked Ye Fan's door with a violent fist!

An astonishing punch swept the air and made a pop.

Bang - just when everyone was reluctant to blink, Situ Feng suddenly felt that his fist light had crashed into a copper wall, and the strength of his fist wind was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response.

Click!

Just as he withdrew his fist like an electric shock, a vigorous and terrifying force erupted like a volcano, and Situ Feng's burly and strong body flew upside down to the corner of the hall as if it had been hit by a baseball.

The flesh on his left hand was blurred, and the entire left arm was bent into a bow as it flew out, and the blood splattered all the way, hitting a two-person high vase in a corner of the hall, and he lay down with the bottle, and the shattered porcelain shards buried him with a bang!

However, with one move, Situ Feng was completely defeated.

"Who else?" Ye Fan stood with his hands in his hands, and the terrifying momentum of the living was condensed around him, and the atmosphere of the entire hall became frozen because of these three words.

There was no answer, and everyone slowly retreated, their feet moving, not daring to make a sound.

In the quiet hall, there was a slight sound of heavy wheezing and the sound of Adam's apple rolling, and the depths of a pair of eyes were full of fear, panicked.

Situ Feng is a big master sitting in the main altar, he can't even beat the other party's move, who else can stop this man?

"It turns out that the Bamboo Union Gang is just a bunch of rabble!" Ye Fan's arrogant laughter pierced the hall, shaking people dizzy.

He originally thought that Chen Qiqi would have one or two hidden masters here, but he didn't expect that they would be some useless people who were vulnerable.

In fact, Taiwan's underworld has developed to this day, and has long been out of touch with the rivers and lakes of the past, in addition to still respecting Hongmen, the Bamboo Union Gang with local characteristics does not have too much shadow of the old era, after all, this island land, talent is far less than the mainland of China.

A few anxious footsteps rushed from the back hall, led by Bai Jingrui, who was full of surprise.

Seeing the scene here with his own eyes, Bai Jingrui's heart trembled, Uncle Fa was right!

"You, are you Ye Sheng from the mainland?" Bai Jingrui didn't dare to slack off, and made a Jianghu etiquette with his fists to the other party.

"Tell Chen Qiqi to come out to see me!" Ye Fan turned around coldly, with his identity, taking care of Bai Jingrui was considered to give him a big face.

Bai Jingrui's face was embarrassed, and he clenched his fists and said, "Uncle Fa invited Ye Sheng to come in and talk in detail." ”

A terrifying wave of qi rolled, and the surrounding Bamboo Union Gang, which was already four or five meters away from Ye Fan, was staggered, all of them were colorless, and they could not form an army.

The horror on Bai Jingrui's face instantly magnified to the limit, how deep is this person's cultivation?

"I, I'll go and ask Uncle Fa again......" He hurriedly clenched his fists and turned around, wanting to turn back to report to Chen Qiqi.

"No need!" a helpless and majestic voice came, and Chen Qiqi, who was wearing a white shirt and black pants, walked out alone.

The members of the Bamboo Union Gang present brushed to make way of a passage and bowed their heads silently.

Chen Qiqi glanced at the situation in the hall and waved his hand.

"Let's all go down!" Bai Jingrui spoke on his behalf, everyone left with their tails between their legs, and several helpers helped Situ Feng and ran outside to send him to the hospital in a muffled voice.

Soon, there were only four living people left, a half-dead dead dog.

"Ye Shao, don't come to harm?" Chen Qiqi had a faint smile on his face and took the initiative to show him goodwill.

"Hehe, hehe......" Turning around, Ye Fan looked at him and couldn't stop laughing.

Chen Qiqi also laughed with him, and the two were like old friends who had been reunited for a long time, which made Bai Jingrui and the second monk puzzled.

"Gang Leader Chen, the matter should be over!" The laughter suddenly stopped, and Ye Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold.