Urban Madness

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"boom!"

Ye Fan's words, like a nine-day thunder, exploded in the ears of everyone in the field.

Including the captain Lei Hong, the members of the Flying Dragon Brigade showed sullen expressions, as if they had been greatly humiliated, and there was monstrous anger in their chests.

Being able to be selected into the Flying Dragon Brigade is enough to prove their strength, they are the king of the soldiers, the elite of the elite!

In their opinion, even if they are alone, they are not Ye Fan's opponent, but Ye Fan wants to challenge all of them with one person, it is simply the world's worst!

If they were defeated together, I am afraid they would have no face to stay in the Flying Dragon Brigade.

But how could they think that Ye Fannai was a cultivator whose strength could not be inferred by the logic of the world.

The absolute strength gap between them and Ye Fan is like a huge gap between the sky and the earth. It can't be made up by a large number of people!

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

In the next moment, countless eyes fell on the captain Lei Hong, waiting for his order.

After pondering for a long time, Lei Hong's eyes suddenly drenched, and he fell straight 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 deceiving us more and less, but since you have repeatedly provoke us, you have even seriously injured Gangzi , Then don’t blame our ruthless men!"

While speaking, Lei Hong raised his big hand, pointed at Ye Fan far away, and said loudly:

"A team followed the order, and all attacked to subdue this mob!"

"Yes, Captain!"

A uniform voice sounded.

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

They are all intimate robes, usually training to live together day and night, and can safely hand over their backs to each other 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!"

Ning Ruo substantive murderous aura came out, pressing towards Ye Fan overwhelmingly, as if to tear him into pieces.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill this kid and avenge the Gangzi!"

"Huh...Dare to look down on our Flying Dragon Brigade, let him see how good we are!"

As soon as the words fell, those more than a dozen elites flew like thunder, like an arrow from the string, carrying a force of destruction, and attacking Ye Fan from all directions.

They cooperated tacitly with each other, and almost blocked all Ye Fan's dodge positions.

The shadow of the fist, the wind and the legs, every move and every style, the goal is directed at the key, and he must pay the price of blood!

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

With the help of the strength of his waist and abdomen, he flicked his right leg and threw it towards Ye Fan's face like a whip, using the "turning golden stool" in the twelve-way Tan leg.

There is a saying in the arena of "southern fist and north leg". This north leg refers to Tan leg.

The so-called "hands are two doors, all relying on the legs to hit people", in the same realm, the martial artist who practices leg exercises is more lethal than the boxer, and is extremely aggressive.

If an ordinary person is forced to suffer this trick, he will probably be directly splashed on the spot and be killed.

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

His index finger was slender and slender, which formed a sharp contrast with that of the soldier's legs, as if a worm shaking a tree, there was no comparison at all.

But the next moment, Ye Fan's fingertips suddenly blasted turbulent internal energy, like a volcano erupting and the Yangtze River bursting, straight through the Tan legs that were enough to kick through the steel plate.

"Stab!"

The blood spattered, blooming in the air, blooming red lotus, and the soldier flew out like a kite with a broken line, his right leg obviously wasted.

"Sora has brute force and is vulnerable!"

Between the attacks, Ye Fan still had room to comment.

...

"Huh! Kid, take your life!"

"Dare to hurt my brother, go to death!"

At this time, the remaining members of the Flying Dragon Brigade finally killed them.

The kung fu they practice is different, such as split-hanging palm, Bajiquan, Eagle Claw Gong, Tongbei Quan...

Most of them are kung fu based on rigidity, open and close, to the strongest. Wear gold and crack stones, devour wolves and drive tigers away.

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

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

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

For a while, the sound of intensive physical collisions, like squally showers, was endless.

Ye Fan walked through the crowd like a stroll in the courtyard, his footwork was ethereal and light, and every time he punched, a soldier fell down.

This is not a fair battle, but a slaughter on one side!

Ten will be reduced in one effort!

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

A few minutes later, except for Lei Hong, who had never taken a shot, all the remaining members of the Flying Dragon Brigade were beaten to the ground by Ye Fan.

They slumped to the ground at random, clutching joints on their bodies, screaming in pain and screaming.

But Ye Fan stood on the spot, standing with his hands behind him, with a calm and gentle look, full of mastery demeanor.

On his forehead, there wasn't even a drop of sweat, as if the battle just now didn't even count as a warm-up for him.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan scanned the audience, shook his head slightly, and snorted coldly:

"Huh... this is the elite of the Flying Dragon Brigade? It's really disappointing, there is no one who can play!"

...

The last sentence, like a sharp sword, was inserted into the chest of everyone present.

For every soldier present, the humiliation of the soul is even more unbearable than the physical pain!

As members of the Flying Dragon Brigade, they are proud of this status, and are even willing to use their lives to protect the supreme honor!

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

More than a dozen people joined forces, but a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was unable to fight back. Not only was he embarrassed, but he also smashed the golden sign of the Flying Dragon Brigade and embarrassed him!

If it were in ancient times, they probably couldn't help but apologize.

At this moment, Leihong, as the captain, could no longer sit idly by.

Lei Hong took a violent step forward and looked at Ye Fan in the distance. In addition to the hostility, there was more respect in his eyes, and he said tremblingly: "Who are you...Who are you? How strong are you!" "

"It's not that I am too strong, but you are too weak!" Ye Fan said lightly.

His tone did not change in any way, he was flat and straightforward, as if he was explaining some facts, but he caused tons of crit on the hearts of everyone in the court.

If someone else dared to say that, they would definitely be dealt with severely by the members of the Flying Dragon Brigade. But now, they are simply unable to refute, they will only feel ashamed.

"call……"

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

"Boy, your strength is far beyond my imagination! Even if it's me, it's not your opponent! But-in our Flying Dragon team, everyone is a tough guy, like a skin and a flesh without falling behind. Sweat and bleed without tears! Can be defeated, never be defeated!"

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

Someone once said that I regretted being a soldier for three years, and regretted not being a soldier for a lifetime!

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

Compared to the likes of Xiong Li and Ma Yonggang, Lei Hong is the real warrior!

Although he was too reckless, he listened to the slander, and attacked Ye Fan before he even figured out the truth.

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

In the next moment, Lei Hong's eyes were red, and his body swelled abruptly, abruptly raising it by more than ten centimeters.

"Stab!"

The camouflage uniform was all split apart, revealing the flesh like a knife and axe.

Leihong seemed to have put life and death out of the picture, and said like thunder:

"Boy, this is a forbidden move I have practiced. Since the day I practiced it, I have never really used it! Originally I was planning to use it when killing an enemy on the battlefield. Today, you are fortunate to be the first to see it. people!"