Chapter 1076: Grandmaster, divided into three or six levels!

"Cut your head off as a ball to kick!"

Kongka was extremely arrogant and his tone was filled with murderous aura.

The more than ten soldiers behind showed malicious smiles on their faces.

In Siam, it has been a long time since civilians dared to provoke warlords. "A young man" like Ye Fan is a fool who dies in their eyes.

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Ye Fan burst into laughter and looked at Conca in front of him and said, "Since you are seeking death, I will give you my help!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan bounced his fingers slightly, his understatement, as if he was bounced against dust, without any lethality.

But the next moment, an invisible energy shot out from his fingertips.

"Swish!"

This energy seems inconspicuous, but it is even sharper than a magic weapon, with the strongest and strongest, and the iron is as sharp as mud.

Caught out of control, Conca had no time to react.

"See!"

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body came.

Looking from afar, I saw a blood hole the size of a fist on Kongka's left chest, as if it was hit by a shell.

The original location of the heart was now empty, and it was obvious that the whole heart had been blown up. The red blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly dyeing his body red.

Kongka lowered his head, his facial features were distorted, and a very complicated expression appeared on his face, pain, shock, horror, and incredible...

His mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't even send out a syllable.

"thump!"

Immediately, his body fell to the ground and died completely.

...

quiet!

Deadly silence!

For a moment, the field was silent and the needles could be heard.

The scene that happened in front of us had an unprecedented visual impact on everyone. They even thought they had hallucinations or were in dreams.

"Captain!"

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

After half a minute, several Siamese warriors came to their senses, their eyes were so bitter that they rushed towards Conka's body.

"Release internal strength?!"

Old Zhou couldn't help but exclaim, his whole body tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, and his heart was filled with huge waves, so surprised that he could not be more surprised.

The internal force is released from the outside, which is the symbol of a ninth-grade warrior. Even if there are no weapons in his hand, he can rely on the external force to create huge lethality.

As a master of martial arts, Mr. Zhou is naturally familiar with the internal strength and external release.

But the attack just now was impeccable, both in terms of speed and strength.

Mr. Zhou thought to himself that he could do it, but it would take a long time to accumulate momentum. It would be impossible to be as light and easy as Ye Fan.

The master is like a dragon, rare in the world.

Now, a mysterious young master suddenly appeared. How could Mr. Zhou not be surprised?

After pondering for a moment, Old Zhou looked at Ye Fan with a look of fear and said in a deep voice: "Boy, who are you? Which family sent you here? Don't think that this will destroy the marriage between our Hua family and General Kunpa?"

Over the years, the Hua family has developed rapidly, and Hua Liancheng has won the title of "South Guangdong Ship King", but it has also offended many families and forces invisibly.

This time the Hua family is in trouble, and there are probably many competitors in secret who are ready to take action and want to take advantage of the situation.

In Mr. Zhou’s opinion, Ye Fan was probably invited by those families!

"There is no family in the world that can make me lose! I just saw injustice and drew my sword to help me!" Ye Fan said proudly, like a swordsman in ancient times, a sense of righteousness came out of his body.

Hua Jieyu next to him looked at him intently, with a strange brilliance flashing in his beautiful eyes, both grateful and joyful.

"Ho huh!"

Suddenly, a Siamese warrior roared: "Kill that Chinese boy and avenge Captain Conca!"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen soldiers took action, surrounding Ye Fan and Hua Jieyu, and the sadness in his heart turned into a tremendous anger.

Immediately afterwards, they reached their hands to their waists, took out their carry-on pistols, and pointed the black muzzle at Ye Fan.

The atmosphere in the field was suddenly tense and extremely tense, and even the air seemed to solidify.

After all, Hua Jieyu was a weak woman. She had never seen such a scene before. She was so scared that she lost her vileness and her delicate body trembled involuntarily.

But the next moment, a decisive look suddenly flashed in her eyes, as if she had made some important decision, and said, "I'll go with you, please don't shoot, let Ye Fan go!"

In Hua Jieyu's opinion, this incident happened because of herself, and she would never be willing to implicate Ye Fan.

"Hmph! Captain Kongka is the capable subordinate of Master Sabah, but now he is tragically killed on the streets! If this kid is not killed, wouldn't General Kumpa be lost? We will become the laughing stock of other warlords! Open fire!" A Siamese warrior yelled.

Even if they shoot on the street, they can easily suppress the matter as long as General Kunpa comes forward afterwards.

The next moment, more than a dozen soldiers pulled the trigger one after another.

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

The bullet penetrated the chamber and shot Ye Fan from all angles, as if he was going to punch him into a sieve.

"ah!"

Hearing the deafening gunshots, Hua Jieyu screamed, like a frightened deer, her knees weak.

Old Zhou's lips rose slightly in the distance, and a vicious smile appeared. He looked at Ye Fan and said intimately:

Hum...Boy, so what if you have the level of a master? Can you still use your physical body to block bullets?

But the next moment, the smile on Old Zhou's face instantly solidified, his pupils contracted rapidly into the most dangerous needle-shaped shape, his facial features were twisted, revealing a ghostly expression, as if he had seen something incredible.

Looking from afar, the bullets stopped three inches in front of Ye Fan.

Just move forward a little more, the bullet can penetrate Ye Fan's body.

But that little distance seems to be a distance of a place, and it is simply insurmountable.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

...

"Oh my God...what the hell is going on?"

"What the hell, is this filming the Matrix?"

"Did I have hallucinations?"

The Siamese warriors exclaimed one by one.

At this time, Ye Fan's mouth raised slightly, showing a harmless smile from humans and animals. He stretched out his right hand and pointed it in the air, and said:

"go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bullets in the air instantly changed direction, as if they could understand Ye Fan's words, and became his soldiers, as fast as thunder, and shot away.

"Puchi shit..."

The sound of storms suddenly rang out.

The chests of more than a dozen Siamese warriors suddenly exploded with red blood, splattering in the air, like an ancient Chinese ink-splashing painting.

"Puo! Puo! Puo..."

The sound of corpses falling to the ground came one after another, one after another.

Hua Jieyu next to him was completely confused, his mind was blank, and he couldn't believe everything in front of him.

Mr. Zhou's face was extremely gloomy, as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

The emergence of thermal weapons also represents the decline of traditional martial arts.

Mr. Zhou practiced martial arts at the age of six, practiced in summer three days and winter three hours. He practiced for twelve hours a day, and never neglected for decades. Only then did he break through the bottleneck three years ago and entered the realm of a master.

Even so, with his strength, he would not be able to hit the bullet. If he was accidentally hit, he would die.

But he knew that the master of martial arts was divided into three levels!

A master like himself can be regarded as an existence at the top of the pyramid in the secular world, which is enough to establish a sect, but he is not at all accomplicated in the hidden sects.

He had heard rumors that any registered disciple came out of the Hidden Sect, who had the power of a master. As for the elders and heads of the sect, they were unparalleled in the world. In the blink of an eye, they could destroy mountains and mountains and turn rivers and seas, and they were no different from the legendary immortals!

Looking back at Ye Fan's appearance just now, Mr. Zhou was sure that Ye Fan was definitely a disciple of the Hidden Sect.

At this time, Hua Jieyu finally came to his senses, his lips twitched, and he murmured: "Ye Fan, you... have you killed them all?"

"What? Miss Hua, do you blame me for being too ruthless?" Ye Fan asked.

"No...No..." Hua Jieyu is certainly not a traitor. She knew that if Ye Fan hadn't taken action just now, she would have been stripped naked and bullied.

"Ye Fan, thank you, I saved me again!" She thanked her softly.

"It's not worth mentioning!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

Suddenly, Old Zhou rushed over angrily, pointed at Ye Fan's nose and cursed: "Boy, you have caused our Hua family to be a disaster!"
Chapter completed!