Invincible Bloodline

quiet! For a while, the entire residential area was eerily quiet, like a tomb!

Everyone looked at Yang Fan with horrified eyes, like looking up at a demon god.

"Defeated...defeated! Thunder...thunderstorm just...just lost!!!"

The script shouldn't be acted like this, shouldn't it be the thunderstorm that easily crushed Yang Fan, a waste? The result was good, a 360-degree reversal came directly, crushing was crushing, but it was replaced by Yang Fan, a "trash" who crushed them the first person in Black Bamboo Peak! ! !

Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yang Fan is completely capable of doing what he can, and obviously he still has his hole cards.

The thunderstorm was hit hard with one punch, Yang Fan didn't mean to let the thunderstorm go, ignored the horrified eyes of the handyman disciples around him, stepped forward, and walked towards the thunderstorm who fell to the ground! ! !

Yang Fan's steps were very slow, but each step seemed to be stepping on the heart of a thunderstorm, making him unable to breathe.

"Yang...Yang Fan, you...what are you going to do?" When Yang Fan was ten feet away from the thunderstorm, the thunderstorm couldn't bear the huge pressure in his heart anymore, and shouted.

"What are you doing?" The corner of Yang Fan's mouth cracked, revealing a mouthful of white teeth gleaming with cold light, "Thunderstorm, what do you think I'm going to do!!!"

"Yang Fan, you... don't act recklessly, we are all from the same school, if you have anything to say, let's talk it out..." Thunderstorm moved back with difficulty, trembling.

"This... this person is really the thunderstorm that overwhelms me in Black Bamboo Peak?" The disciples of Sifang Handyman realized for a while, the feeling that thunderstorm gave them, has always been the boss of the day, the second of the earth, and the third of him. , Lord of nothing taboo.

"Same family? You deserve to be mentioned as the same family as me!!!" It's good that Lei Tian didn't mention the same family, but now that he mentions it, Yang Fan was furious, his face was full of evil spirits, and he stepped on Lei Tian's wrist directly, ga With a bang, the thunderstorm's wrist bones were shattered.

"Ah!!!" The piercing pain caused the thunderstorm to burst into a heart-piercing scream, "Yang Fan! You bastard! You are so cruel, you must die! !!"

The previous punch, although heavy, only caused him to break a few ribs, and at most made him lie on the bed for ten days and a half months, but this kick trampled on his right wrist bone If it is smashed, his right hand may be useless in the future, not to mention beating people, whether he can use chopsticks normally will be a big problem.

"You still dare to scold me?" Jian Mei raised his eyebrows, and stepped out again, directly grabbing Lei Tian's left wrist.

"Ah!!!" With a wailing sound like a pig being slaughtered, Thunderstorm's left wrist followed in the footsteps of his right wrist.

"Yang...Yang Fan, you...you little bastard, you're going to die!!!" Thunderstorm's eyes spurted blood, and he roared angrily, like an enraged beast, wanting to eat people , "My elder brother will not let you go, die! I want you to die, I want you to die..."

With his hands crippled, not to mention being promoted to the outer school, whether he can continue to practice martial arts is a big problem. This hatred, this hatred, is difficult to wash even if all the water in the world is poured out! ! !

"You still dare to threaten me, I think you are looking for death!!!" His face turned cold, and a frightening cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

next moment........

Fists the size of sandbags hit the thunderstorm like raindrops. For a while, there were sounds of bone fractures, bone cracks, vomiting blood, screams, and cursing, all non-stop.

As for the threat of thunderstorms, Yang Fan didn't take the threat of thunderstorms to heart at all. He is no longer the trash he was twenty days ago. Within the sect, everyone can be called a master. The elder brother of Thunderstorm is only a disciple of the outer sect. Give him a little time, whoever teaches who is not sure! ! !

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"......

After a heavy blow, Yang Fan was still not relieved, he raised his foot and jumped up vigorously, without a trace of his hand, every punch, every kick contained hundreds of cauldrons of power, and easily, he could smash a piece of stone the size of a millstone. The rocks were smashed to pieces! ! !

"Cruel! This Yang Fan is really too cruel! This is going to completely abolish the thunderstorm!!!"

The servants around couldn't help shivering, looking at Yang Fan who was constantly raging with thunderstorms, it was like looking at the demon from the abyss of hell, and secretly swore in his heart that he would never offend this evil star in the future.

"It's miserable! It's really too miserable! It's over! I'm afraid that Thunderstorm won't be able to get out of bed for the rest of his life!!!"

There was a trace of pity in the eyes of many handyman disciples, but for some reason, there was a bit of joy and joy in their hearts. Among them, how many of them have never suffered from thunderstorms! ! !

"Hahaha... so happy! Really happy! Hahaha......"

Looking at the thunderstorm that passed out like a puddle of mud under his feet, Yang Fan only felt a big boulder on his chest suddenly dropped, and his whole body was filled with unspeakable joy. The grievances he suffered at the hands of the thunderstorm in the past year, at this moment, All vented out.

Not only that, but Yang Fan also found that after this battle, his Mang Niu Kaimai Fist has improved a little bit. Several changes that were not clear before were instantly clear, and a faint glimpse of the mystery of the transformation realm.

next moment.........

Yang Fan turned his gaze and looked at Luo Cheng and others who were clamoring for thunderstorms to kill him just now. Thunderstorms deserve to die. Tired and tired, I don't know how many classmates I have bullied.

"Senior Brother Yang, please forgive me, Senior Brother Yang, please forgive me, we don't want to trouble you, everything is forced by the thunderstorm, everything is forced by the thunderstorm..."

"And this Luo Cheng, Senior Brother Yang, they both instigated us to come here, Senior Brother Yang Mingjian, Senior Brother Yang Mingjian!!!"

"Yeah! Brother Yang, it's none of our business, really none of our business!!!"

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In an instant, the knees of Lei Feng's more than ten younger brothers all gave way, and they knelt down in front of Yang Fan, begging bitterly, and all kinds of shit bowls were buckled on Lei Bao and Luo Cheng one after another.

"You...you...Wow..." Luo Cheng on the stretcher was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and passed out again ! ! !

"They are all the ones who persecuted you?" Yang Fansen sneered, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, he really thought he was a fool, and these days, you are very happy to bully me, these accounts should be settled up!

Soon, the heart-numbing wailing sounded again from the halfway up the mountain that had just fallen silent, startling countless night owls in the mountains.

The night is still as usual, but no one knows that the fate of several people on Black Bamboo Peak has been quietly changed! ! !

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Near the peak of Black Bamboo Peak, there is an independent small courtyard with the size of several acres of fields, exquisite decoration, rockery garden and pools. This is the residence of the most powerful person on Black Bamboo Peak, the principal Zhao Yiming! ! !

In the early morning of the vertical day, a group of wounded people ushered in the main courtyard. Two of them were wrapped in gauze like zongzi, lying tragically on two stretchers. It was Lei Feng and his number one thug Luo Cheng.

And beside them, there are a group of Lei Feng's younger brothers, all of them are bandaged and plastered. Of course, compared to Lei Tian and Luo Cheng, their injuries are much lighter.

In front of the group of wounded, stood a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in fine clothes and elegant in appearance. Although his temples were slightly stained with frost, there was a faint heroic spirit between his brows, still very Fascinating. This person is none other than the controller of Black Bamboo Peak——the principal Zhao Yiming.

"What's going on here? Could it be that a Biefeng handyman came to provoke him?" Looking at the thunderstorm that was not a little different from the mummy, Zhao Yiming was shocked and angry. The thunderstorm was the first person in their Black Bamboo Peak. During the walk in the alley, he still pointed at the thunderstorm to save face for him, is it like this now? Don't talk about making yourself face, just don't embarrass yourself! ! !

"Master Zhao, you have to make the decision for me, that little bastard Yang Fan is simply not human..."

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