My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

"Old lady, you are saying too much." Song Chanzi's face is ugly. In his opinion, the old lady is a bit strong, but where is their opponent.

"you may try it."

Grandma said calmly, her tone cold.

"You asked for this."

Song Chanzi snorted coldly, took a step and punched.

The grandmother watched the Gangqi fist slay, indifferent, until the fist Gang arrived in front of her, with a light wave of the crutch in her hand.

The fierce boxing gun was broken up.

"what!"

Song Chanzi dropped her jaw in shock.

Although he was injured and did not recover, although it was just an ordinary punch, it was not something that casual people could catch.

Grandma was easily resolved.

Qingchengzi said condensedly: "Brother Song, I think it's better to forget it, grandma is not easy."

"Come again!"

Song Chanzi refused.

Before dealing with the corpse chaser, he was crushed and lost Dalian noodles; now he has failed to deal with an old woman, which makes him very embarrassed.

"kill."

This punch is all Song Chanzi's strength.

Granny narrowed her eyes and said contemptuously: "You have been given a chance to survive, but you actually want to kill me. Since you are dead, I will make you perfect!"

puff.

This punch was also broken by crutches.

In the next second, Grandma had appeared in front of Song Chanzi, the speed was as fast as a gust of wind, so Song Chanzi did not react at all.

Qingchengzi's pupils contracted and exclaimed, "Grandma, be merciful."

"puff!"

However, it was still a step too late.

The crutch pierced Song Chanzi's chest, blood gushing, and the picture freezes.

The faces of Yan Zhenqing, Mu Liuyun and others were pale.

"Uh, uh—"

Song Chanzi looked at her chest incredulously, her throat squirming, but she couldn't speak.

"puff!"

Grandma drew out her crutches and brought out a stream of blood.

The blood hole in Song Chanzi's chest was shocking.

"Help me, everyone, save me!"

Song Chanzi exhausted the last bit of strength and shouted.

Yan Zhenqing, Mu Liuyun, and several Chinese doctors in the camp hurriedly took action.

However, to no avail.

The grandmother said disdainfully: "Your medical skills are too tender. You can't save the people I want to kill."

Song Chanzi's eyes protruded, and then she lost her breath of life.

The First National Doctor, just died like that!

Huang Shouren swallowed his saliva with a "gulu". He thought that Song Chanzi would be taught, but he didn't expect to be killed directly.

At this moment, everyone looked at the grandmother's eyes with jealousy.

Qingchengzi didn't dare to say anything.

Grandma fumbled for a key from Song Chanzi's arms, put it in her pocket, and said, "Who else is making trouble?"

Everyone was silent.

"If not, then hurry up."

Grandma didn't even look at Song Chanzi's body, as if nothing happened just now, she walked ahead.

Huang Shouren proudly picked his chin, and followed his grandma.

"Ugh."

Qingchengzi sighed.

"Ye Fan's guess is correct, grandma is a ruthless person. Don't act rashly next."

"Can't you fight it?" Yan Zhenqing asked.

"can not say it clearly."

Qingchengzi shook his head.

The Mu family camp has now lost Song Chanzi, and without the protection of the Second Grand Master of the Transformation Realm, it is already the weakest.

Mu Liuyun said bitterly: "Brother Yan, I don't plan to get anything for the inheritance of the Dongfu this time. I just want to be safe and sound. I hope that we will join hands."

"That is for sure."

"Song Chanzi is the first Chinese medicine doctor. Let's build a tomb." Qing Chengzi quickly punched a deep hole, buried Song Chanzi in it, and erected a tombstone.

Bye bye, a group of people left here.

boom!

On the cliff, the battle continued.

"puff!"

Hu Chao and Peng Yue were beaten with blood spurting wildly, and Yin Juekong and Yin Juefeng were uncomfortable; as for the corpse generals, they had already lost seven or eighty-eight.

The white evil in the black and white double evil was seriously injured.

Ye Fan didn't change his face and heartbeat.

"You only have this strength? It disappoints me too much."

This contemptuous tone made several people in Yin Juekong ashamed, and they wanted to tear Ye Fan to pieces.

But Ye Fan is too strong.

How could there be such a wicked kid, more amazing than the young master of Brahmin!

Yin Juekong gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, when the signal sounded, he laughed: "The crossbow has been assembled, Ye Fan, it's time for your father to die."

"Bows and crossbows?"

Ye Fan disdain, "A mere crossbow, do you break my gas shield?"

"Not always."

A weird smile appeared on Yin Juekong's face.

scold!

A cold light broke through the air.

Ye Fan instinctively felt the crisis, and as expected, this crossbow arrow with a length of one meter and the thickness of a thumb shot on the hood.

With a "bang", it only paused for a few tenths of a second, and then pierced through the gas mask and pierced Ye Fan's chest.

Fortunately, Ye Fan responded quickly and grabbed the crossbow arrow.

The point of the arrow was only one centimeter away from Ye Fan's heart. It was almost a little bit about to pierce through Ye Fan's body and pierce his heart.

Although Ye Fan's physical body is strong, but this crossbow arrow can penetrate even the gas shield, how can Ye Fan's body hold it.

"Hahaha."

Yin Juekong laughed: "Ye Fan, be afraid."

"This is a broken crossbow, the unique treasure of my Brahmin, the grandmaster's forehead can also penetrate it."

"It was just a shot, now, you can enjoy it."

Yin Juekong gave an order, hhhhh...The black pressure came to kill with a broken crossbow, and Ye Fan's face changed.

"Dragon Fist!"

Ye Fan played a jerk.

Ang Ang Ang...

A series of gang-qi dragons were killed like swords, but they were penetrated and collapsed by the broken gang crossbow.

Several dragons with qi qi can destroy a broken crossbow.

"Great!"

Ye Fan was shocked.

Such a strong broken crossbow is simply a weapon against the master.

Isn't the Brahman invincible for mass production?

In fact, Ye Fan could also see that there are probably not many Brahmins in the Pokang Crossbow.

Because, after the first wave was launched, it stopped.

Yin Juekong several people shot.

After dozens of rounds, they retreated, and the second wave of broken crossbows came.

In each wave, the number is not very large, only forty or fifty shots.

Ye Fan used his dragon fist one after another, the sky was dim and the ground was dark, and they changed their colors when they hit Yin Juekong.

The mountains and forests with a radius of one thousand meters are shattered.

The three hundred elite disciples of Brahmins also lost a lot.

"Damn it!"

Both Yin Juekong and Yin Juexingxin were bleeding.

Elite disciples, every one is a treasure of Brahman; and there are broken crossbows, which are extremely difficult to make, and it hurts to lose one.

"Give me."

Yin Juekong grabbed a pair of broken crossbows, turned around and said: "You kill them and give me a chance."

"good!"

Yin Jue Ming, Peng Yue, Hu Chao and Heisha besieged.

And Yin Juekong, the qi attached to the arrow, staring at Ye Fan... At this moment, Ye Fan was hit by the black evil spirit.

Bai Sha was seriously injured. As her husband, Hei Sha was hated to the sky. He fisted Ye Fan and knocked Ye Fan away.

"It's now!"

Yin Juekong shot a crossbow arrow.

call out!

too fast.

Lightning is normal.

Originally the crossbow arrow could penetrate the qi hood, but now it is attached to the vigor by Yin Juekong, and its power is greatly increased.

Ye Fangang's gas shield exploded directly, the crossbow arrows pierced him, and he fell off the cliff with his body.

"Boom boom boom%..."

it's not finished yet.

A few people in Yin Juekong vacated, frantically playing in the direction of Ye Fan's fall, and exploded the cliff.

The one-minute energy coverage is earth-shattering.

finally.

Several people stopped, panting.

"do you died?"

"Definitely dead. I was pierced by a crossbow bolt and we were blasted together. The gods will fall!"

The son's grudges were retributed, and Yin Juekong was indulging in joy.

Peng Yue and Hu Chao were very sorry.

They wanted to refine Ye Fan into a living dead, but now, there was no more scum that Ye Fan was beaten up.

"Don't be discouraged, two of you. Those people are going to dig a cave. There must be a treasure. How can we let it go."

"The great elder is very true." Peng Yue smiled, "I don't have much interest in the baby, but the beauty next to Ye Fan, I want it."

"Unexpectedly, my brother still likes this bite."

Yin Juekong looked weird, then looked at the black and white Shuangsha.

"The two are going to fight with us. It's fate; now they are seriously injured and not suitable for entering the Grand Canyon of Death. I will arrange for my disciples to leave from you."

"Thank you Grand Elder!"

After the black and white Shuangsha left, the four of Yin Juekong jumped off the cliff.

They also deliberately took a look at the place where Ye Fan fell, and found a huge hole ten meters in diameter with some cloth and bone scum inside.

Now Yin Juekong was sure-Ye Fan was really dead.