The seven pairs of dry palms collided with the spear, and the sound was harsh. The body of the seventh ancestor of Miao family shook and swayed and fell from the air.

Qi and blood roll.

Ye Fan flew out with his gun, and the tiger's mouth hurt severely and blood was spurted out from his mouth and nose.

"It's too much to deceive people."

Ye Fan cried in his heart, "That's a big devil, just let it go, there are eight more, how can I fight?"

Seeing Ye Fan's severe injury, Miao Jinge was extremely happy and roared fiercely, "Eighth Ancestors, kill this thief."

The seventh ancestor of the Miao family attacked Ye Fan again, with extremely fast speed and extremely murderous intent.

Ye Fan bit his teeth and waved his spear to fight fiercely with them.

After a few rounds, Ye Fan was slapped away by them again.

"Swoosh swish swish"

Ye Fan had just fallen to the ground, and the Seventh Ancestor of Miao came over like a phantom, and flew away at Ye Fan with his fists and palms.

Ye Fan forced seven people to retreat after several punches.

However, the seventh ancestor of Miao family also had a color on his body, and one of them had a flower on his face, which shocked Miao Jinge.

He never dreamed that Ye Fan was so powerful that he could still have the power to fight against the Eighth Ancestor.

This also made him even more determined to kill Ye Fan tonight, otherwise he would have no peace in the future.

"Bang bang bang"

There were three more rounds of confrontation, and Ye Fan injured another person, but he was kicked away.

Ye Fan calmed down and was about to breathe, when the old ancestor of green robe who had been planning for a long time rushed up from behind and quietly punched Ye Fan in the back.

"Um"

Ye Fan groaned, and fell straight and flew, like a cannonball falling into the forest.

He was about to take the opportunity to hide in the forest and wait for a palm to hit the back of his head.

Ye Fan fell into a coma in an instant.

At this moment, Ye Wujiu walked out of the woods and looked at the approaching Eighth Ancestor of the Miao family calmly

"Isn't it good for so many people to bully my son?"

Miao Jinge was stunned, then grinned, "Ye Fan's father, are you coming to seek death?"

"Die together"

The old ancestor of the green robe resented Ye Fan the most, and he moved his foot and shot over.

He grabbed Ye Wujiu's neck and wanted to kill him.

Ye Wujiu smiled faintly, raised his finger, and pointed it lightly at the old ancestor of the green robe.

"puff!"

This finger of the antelope hanging its horns was beyond the space. As soon as it raised its hand, it crossed more than ten meters away and hit the forehead of the Qing-robed ancestor.

The old ancestor of the green robe was stunned, and then his entire head, together with his murderous intent, exploded.

Vitality is extinguished.

One step to condense the void, one finger to complete the blue robe!

It's an understatement, without any trace of fireworks, like taking a baby.

At this moment, the entire back mountain was silent.
Chapter completed!