God level negative second generation

Meng Rongcheng is a fat man.

Not a bloated, clumsy fat guy though.It was a fat man with strong hands, sharp eyes, and a dangerous look.

His hair was dyed black, but the wrinkles on his face betrayed his real age, he should be in his seventies.

Meng Rongcheng's shout was full of air, resounding throughout the retro room, and even spread to the leisure area outside.

Seeing him appearing with a group of people, the woman in white, Feishuang, put away her ready-to-go posture, and took her hands off the strings, as if she didn't want to do it in front of too many people.

Yu Fan also temporarily put away his true essence, and turned his gaze over there.

A total of seven people came.

Except for Meng Rongcheng who is the leader, the remaining six are all ancient warriors.

Three of the younger ones are very weak, they have just developed their internal energy, they are around the elementary level of Xuan level, and they are not as good as special mercenaries like Li Qingfeng.

The two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, are slightly stronger, about the strength of a mid-level prefecture, a bit stronger than Li Qingfeng, but weaker than Zhang Yong.

The last one is about 80 or [-] years old, a thin old man with bald hair and only the last few hairs left. He has a strong aura and has a high-level heavenly rank, which is at the same level as Zhao Jinpeng, the sixth apprentice of Master Long.

"That's all you guys?" Yu Fan just glanced at him, then said disdainfully.

At the same time, he also realized a problem.

Zhang Yong followed He Xiangdong here, and was injured by a mysterious master, and he didn't even know who the opponent was.

Judging from the six ancient warriors present, it is difficult for even the strongest old man to beat Zhang Yong to serious injury through a wall, or even block his internal energy.

So if nothing else happened, the person who hurt Zhang Yong should be the woman in white named Feishuang.

"What a big breath!"

Yu Fan's words aroused the anger of several ancient warriors. Among the three young men, the tallest and most handsome one took a step forward, and said coldly, "Boy, you dare to offend Miss Feishuang, and you are still here with my teacher and Boss Meng." I uttered wild words in front of you, today I will teach you a lesson, and let you know how powerful I am, Wang Yun!"

As he spoke, he stepped on the side with his left foot, clasped his palms with both hands, and opened his posture.

This posture, coupled with his heroic and masculine appearance, is quite masculine.

It's a pity that Miss Feishuang, whom he wanted to please, didn't respond at all to this, and even felt like she couldn't bear to look directly at her.

Yu Fan smiled, hooked his fingers, and said, "Come on, I beg you to teach me a lesson."

Wang Yun was the first to stand up, in order to show some limelight in front of Miss Feishuang and gain a good impression.

As a result, before gaining good impression, he was first ridiculed and looked down upon.

Immediately, he was furious and shouted: "You are looking for death!" Huo Ran rushed out.

A huge fist was slowly enlarged at the speed of a turtle in front of Fan.

The strength contained in this punch is probably no less than four or five hundred catties.

If it is an ordinary person who suffers, even if he does not die, he will lose half his life.

But it was a joke in front of Yu Fan.

He didn't even bother to use his real energy, he just raised one leg casually.

Then...

Bang!
Wang Yun flew back twice as fast as when he rushed out, knocked over a brass crane floor lamp, and fell hard to the ground.

The tung oil from the oil lamp was splashed on his face, and Wang Yun's face was flushed from the heat, and he cried out in pain.

"Bastard, how dare you hit me!" Enduring the severe pain in his body, he got up, grabbed the crane oil lamp on the ground, jumped up, and threw it at Yu Fan's head.

"Brother, let us help you!"

The other two young men also saw that Yu Fan was not easy to deal with, so they attacked together.

The three brothers joined hands and attacked Yu Fan's upper, middle and lower roads, full of momentum, like a master.

Yu Fan didn't even care about it at all, and said, "It's boring, it's too weak."

With a big wave of his hand, a gust of wind was set off and the three of them were blown away.

bang bang

The three brothers knocked over the screen, the table, the incense burner, etc., and the originally elegant and antique room suddenly became chaotic.

After finishing off the three young men, Yu Fan said to Meng Rongcheng: "Boss Meng, I heard that you have a lot of capable people under your command. In the future, don't bring out such rotten fish and rotten shrimps to make people lose face."

The three of them didn't get angry when they heard this, they struggled to get up from the debris pile, wanting to come back and fight Yu Fan again.

At this moment, their teacher, the bald and lean old man stopped him and said, "Enough, you all step down."

Meng Rongcheng on the side looked at Yu Fan with great interest, and said to the bald old man: "Brother Ouyang, this kid doesn't look simple. In order not to let him continue to disturb Miss Feishuang, I'm afraid I have to ask you to do it once. "

The bald old man Ouyang Lie nodded slightly, his eyes darkened, "Oh, it's easy to say. It's the old man's honor to be able to help Miss Feishuang."

After saying this, he took three steps forward, gestured a "please" gesture to Yu Fan, and said, "Young man, I will make you decades older, and I won't bully you. Let you make three moves first."

Yu Fan: ...

I've seen crazy ones, but I've never seen such crazy ones.

Lin Duetian didn't dare to ask him to make three moves first, this old man is only a high-ranking sky-level man, even his "superficial strength" is far behind, how dare he make such a big deal.

Could it be that they have never studied and don't know how to write the word "death"?
"Are you sure?" Yu Fan asked in a strange tone.

Miss Feishuang behind the piano stage also had a strange look in her star eyes, she looked at Ouyang Lie as if she was looking at a fool.

Ouyang Lie relied on his strength and fearlessness, and said: "If you say a word, it's hard to chase. If you say three tricks, you'll let you do three tricks. Why, aren't you afraid and dare not do it?"

"I'm really a little scared, I'm afraid you won't be able to sustain even one move." Yu Fan said regretfully.

Ouyang Lie was furious when he heard the words, his inner breath was surging, and a majestic aura radiated out, blowing the surrounding white gauze curtains flying and swaying.

He said bitterly: "You're not young, you're not young! Let me see how you beat me with one move!" His attention was firmly fixed on Fan, as if he was afraid that Yu Fan would run away.

Yu Fan shrugged helplessly, "This is what you asked for, so I have no choice but to satisfy you."

He stepped forward.

The moment he stepped out, the coercion of the Three Heavens Clear Brightness Realm was released.

The aura as majestic as a mountain and as vast as a vast ocean suddenly pressed towards Ouyang Lie's body.

As if the real aura swept across, Ouyang Lie's few hairs were blown back, and even his eyelids and wrinkled old face were deformed.

The man who was murderous and majestic one second, his expression changed dramatically the next second, he just felt as if he was in the bloody maw of a wild beast, ready to be chewed to pieces at any time.

The prestige that was propped up instantly shattered to the ground, and the two legs couldn't help shivering.

"stop."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded.

Just before Yu Fan started, Miss Feishuang finally spoke.

She held Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin in her arms, stood up, and said to Fan: "Brother Dao, you and I should not hurt innocent people in our fight, please move to another place, Feishuang will follow."

[I've been very busy with moving these two days, please forgive me for the late update.There will be another chapter around 11 o'clock in a while. 】