"kill!"
Miyamoto quickly rushed to Ye Fan, and then swung his left fist fiercely.
"call!"
A fierce wind roared out, making people surprised by the sharpness of the fist wind.
Ling Qianshui's eyes flashed with heat: "Kill, kill this bastard."
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and ducked back to avoid the punch.
Bai Mang, who rescued Li Dayong's family, had not yet appeared, and Ye Fan could only deal with Miyamoto Saburo defensively.
As soon as he retreated, Miyamoto Saburo's momentum surged instantly, and his whole body moved forward like a cannonball.
"Whoosh!"
quick!
This is what Ling Qianshui and others have in mind.
In the blink of an eye, Miyamoto Saburo's body was like a ghost, approaching Ye Fan quickly and domineeringly.
"Bang bang bang!"
After Saburo Miyamoto clung to Ye Fan, he moved his hands and punched out one after another. A set of back punches came out like a storm.
The fist blasted through the resistance of the air, making a "whoosh" sound.
Dozens of fist shadows continued.
retreat!
Amid Tang Qiqi's worries, Ye Fan retreated again and again.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Ye Fan was like a fallen leaf, constantly swaying with Miyamoto's fist. Every time it seemed impossible to hide, he could always avoid it.
Miyamoto Saburo fired his fists repeatedly, but at most they could only hit Mark's clothes, but could not hurt a hair on his head.
Although Ye Fan was exhausted, he was still able to cope with a series of attacks using the Windward Willow Step.
Saburo Miyamoto punched again.
Thunder.
"Brother-in-law, be careful!"
"Ye Fan...be careful!"
When Tang Qiqi screamed subconsciously, Li Dayong also vomited a mouthful of blood and woke up.
He shouted with difficulty and tried to step forward, but fell to the ground with a plop.
"Uncle Yong, I'm fine."
Seeing Li Dayong wake up, Ye Fan responded happily and moved to avoid it.
Saburo Miyamoto hit a goldfish bowl with his fist.
"boom!"
The goldfish tank fell apart and the fish fell to the ground.
"idiot!"
After missing the combo, Saburo Miyamoto's face darkened, he changed his fist to a leg and swept out towards Ye Fan with a kick.
Ye Fan did not dodge this time. He kicked forward with his right foot and hit Saburo Miyamoto's calf with a quick half tap.
"flutter!"
Just hearing a crisp sound, Miyamoto Saburo felt pain in his calf, most of his strength was lost, and his center of gravity became unstable.
Ye Fan stepped forward and punched his chin.
Miyamoto Saburo subconsciously blocked the attack and faced the oncoming fist with his left hand.
The fist collided in mid-air, and a muffled sound exploded.
A force instantly poured into his palm, his whole arm and body shook, and Miyamoto Saburo took two steps back.
Ye Fan also took five or six steps back.
The physical strength is too different.
Li Dayong breathed rapidly: "Ye Fan, run quickly, run quickly..."
Ye Fan's counterattack first stunned Ling Qianshui. She didn't expect that Ye Fan still had some energy left, and then shouted loudly:
"Mr. Miyamoto, destroy him."
"Want to run? You're so naive!"
Saburo Miyamoto shouted coldly, bowed his body, and suddenly bounced his legs on the ground.
He rushed towards Ye Fan in his field of vision again.
A hand knife hit Ye Fan directly on the head.
The momentum is amazing.
Tang Qiqi's heart trembled: "Brother-in-law, be careful."
Li Dayong struggled to step forward: "Ye Fan..."
Ling Qianshui's eyes were blazing, with a different kind of madness in their eyes.
"flutter!"
Ye Fan avoided Miyamoto Saburo's hand blade, and then stretched out his hand to support the opponent's elbow.
At this moment, Ling Qianshui raised her eyes and raised her mouth, grabbed Tang Qiqi and knocked her against the railing again.
The defenseless Tang Qiqi screamed:
"ah--"
As soon as the scream left her mouth, Tang Qiqi forced herself to stop. She knew Ling Qianshui's sinister intentions.
But although she held back her screams, it still affected Mark, and his body trembled.
Saburo Miyamoto, who was pressing Ye Fan's palm, clearly felt that Ye Fan's power was weakening.
"call!"
At this moment, Saburo Miyamoto turned his hands, grabbed Ye Fan's wrist, and rotated his hips suddenly.
A fierce force was transmitted from the crotch to the arms.
Miyamoto Saburo simply and neatly threw Ye Fan towards the Li family's wine cabinet.
The speed was so fast that Ye Fan could not dodge.
"boom!"
There was a muffled impact, and dozens of wine bottles were hit by Ye Fan and rolled down with a crash.
Ye Fan also fell heavily to the ground, gritted his teeth and stood up.
Miyamoto Saburo didn't stop, twisting his neck to step forward.
"Ye Fan, leave quickly!"
Li Dayong roared, rushed forward and hugged Saburo Miyamoto's calf: "Quickly go!"
"boom--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Miyamoto Saburo threw Li Dayong away and kicked him directly.
Li Dayong groaned, hit the sofa and rolled out, his mouth and nose bleeding.
Ye Fan tightened his fist: "Uncle Yong!"
Li Dayong climbed up and said with difficulty: "I'm fine, I'm fine, Ye Fan, run away."
Ye Fan shook his head without hesitation: "I can't leave."
He is struggling to fight against Miyamoto Saburo now, but there is still a chance to escape, but if this happens, Li Dayong's family will die.
Li Dayong beat the ground in pain: "Ye Fan, why are you so stupid? He will kill you."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "Do your best and obey fate, but no matter what, I will not abandon you."
"Don't worry, I'll let you go on the road together!"
Miyamoto Saburo sneered and kicked on the spot, his body approaching like an ape.
He swept Mark's head with his kick.
Ye Fan bent down and turned his head, and Miyamoto's toe brushed against his ear, leaving a bright red mark.
"Snapped!"
Seeing Mark's face bleeding, Ling Qianshui laughed again, grabbed Tang Qiqi's hair and slapped her again.
Crisp and loud.
"Ye Fan, your sister-in-law was bullied by me again."
She was very arrogant: "What can you do?"
Tang Qiqi held back her shouts, but there were tears in her eyes, not because of pain, but because she felt sorry for Mark.
Ye Fan's movements stagnated slightly, and Saburo Miyamoto took the opportunity to punch again.
Thunder.
The punch was fast, fierce, and fierce. Ye Fan could not avoid it and could only cross his hands to block it.
"boom!"
There was another loud bang, and Ye Fan groaned, and his body hit a coffee table.
The coffee table shattered with a clang, and Ye Fan was covered in glass shards and scarred.
There was a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
Tang Qiqi shouted: "Brother-in-law!"
There were tears in her eyes, and she never thought that she would become Mark's weakness.
She was happy and angry at the same time. She was happy because her brother-in-law cared about her, but angry because she was incompetent.
Li Dayong struggled and knelt on the ground: "Ye Fan, let's go..."
Ye Fan licked his lips: "Uncle Yong, Qiqi, I'm fine."
"You're almost dead, are you okay?"
Saburo Miyamoto said coldly:
"You have good skills. You should be at the peak of the Xuan Realm. Maybe I can't do anything to you."
"It's a pity that energy is wasted on a few useless people."
He slowly walked towards Mark: "This means you are destined to die tonight."
When Li Dayong heard this, he glanced at Ye Fan, with an expression of indescribable struggle and a hint of pain...
