After I became a bystander in the book, the female president set her sights on me

The two old men were a little surprised that Ye Bufan only lost one arm and his sternum collapsed after a full-strength attack, but it didn't last long. After looking at each other, the two men went up to him. At this moment, Ye Bufan's eyes were bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and his fighting style became more and more extreme. His moves were messy and crazy, as if he had lost his mind, and he didn't care whether he would be hurt. Like a mad wild dog, he pounced on the enemy with his teeth and claws, which made people feel a little scared. However, his fear of death did not mean that the other two were not afraid. Although they have a certain advantage in strength, they have lived for so long after all, and naturally value life much more than young people.

Especially Ye Bufan has a precedent of killing one in a one-on-two situation, so facing such a desperate attack, they inevitably feel timid and their moves become a little weak.

But two-on-one is still advantageous.

After more than a dozen rounds.

One of them finally found Ye Bufan's flaw.

"Die, you bastard."

Accompanied by a roar, this person slapped out with all his strength, and the palm wind whistled and the momentum was fierce.

Ye Bufan's attack was as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog in front of this palm, and it dissipated into nothingness in an instant.

At the same time, another person seized the opportunity and kicked Ye Bufan hard. The severely injured Ye Bufan flew out like a kite with a broken string, fell heavily to the ground, and smashed a huge deep pit.

Ye Bufan lay in the deep pit, and there was no sound for five or six breaths.

The pain of his internal organs being ruptured made it difficult for him to move, and he even had a hard time breathing.

But in contrast, his consciousness gradually regained clarity.

"It seems that he has accepted his fate."

Seeing this, the two walked towards Ye Bufan together.

They were not stupid enough to be defeated one by one like the two people who were sent to kill Ye Bufan before.

But when they were three meters away from Ye Bufan, Ye Bufan moved.

He clenched his right fist and stood up with all his strength. His steps were weak and he staggered towards the two people.

"I really didn't expect that one day I would really use this trump card."

"Damn old man, did you expect this day to come?"

Ye Bufan raised his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, then used his internal force to collect the gold needles scattered on the ground.

"If you want my life, Ye Bufan, then come and try!"

After the words fell, thirty-six gold needles pierced into Ye Bufan's fatal point at the same time.

Then his body began to twitch uncontrollably, and blood flowed from all seven orifices.

"Haha, suicide? You have some backbone."

"Don't drag it out with him, chop off his head and report back."

"Okay, got it."

At this moment, the bones in Ye Bufan's body suddenly began to crack.

In an extremely strange posture, the dislocated left arm was reattached.

And the momentum began to soar again.

"No, there is something strange, kill him quickly."

Although the two realized that something was wrong, it was too late.

Before they got close, Ye Bufan opened his eyes again.

But this time his eyes were no longer as scarlet as before, but blood red.

Thoroughly blood red.

But the bleeding from all seven orifices did not stop, making his appearance at this moment extremely terrifying.

His tone was filled with a bit of indifference, "Since you forced me to use the Burning Blood Skill, you will definitely die today."

The so-called Burning Blood Skill is actually a special acupuncture technique passed down to Ye Bufan by his master.

This is a strange acupuncture technique that uses gold needles and internal force to stimulate all the dead points at the same time, which can allow the internal force to burn the meridians and burst out with strength far beyond the current realm in a short period of time.

But on the contrary, the damage to the meridians will make it impossible for Ye Bufan to make any further progress. He can only stop at the Grandmaster level in this life and have no hope of becoming a heavenly being. If he fails to stop in time, his realm will even regress and he will die suddenly.

If he had not completely seen no way out, Ye Bufan would never use this self-destructive choice.

At this time, the faces of the two old men were a little ugly, and at the same time they were a little relieved.

It was ugly because Ye Bufan, who was originally dying, had regained his ability to move, and even his cultivation level had returned to the late Grandmaster level, making him even more difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, if Ye Bufan had not cooperated with Chu Ruoshuang and had not taken the Xiegong Powder, coupled with this desperate martial arts, they would definitely not be against him.

hand.

Moreover, the current situation is still in their favor.

"Die!"

Ye Bufan no longer wastes time chatting, after all, time is life for him now.

Then the three of them fought again.

Seeing that they could not help for a while, Chu Ruoshuang asked Jiang Jingying to help Mei and Lan to the side to treat their injuries, and at the same time sent a message on her private mobile phone.

When she raised her eyes again, there was an intriguing smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was waiting for a good show to be staged.

And Ye Bufan's side.

Feeling the increasingly hot meridians in his body and the pain from the cellular level, Ye Bufan's attack became more fierce, and he was eager to end the battle.

"Is this guy crazy?"

Seeing Ye Bufan bear his attack, one of the old men said in shock.

"Don't hold back, fight him, otherwise we will really die here."

As time passed, the battle between the three became more and more intense.

The scene was dusty, trees were broken, and the ground was full of cracks and rubble, a mess.

Bang——

Bang——

Two violent collisions sounded in succession.

Chu Ruoshuang, who was looking at the photos of Lin Mu collected on her mobile phone, raised her head and saw two old men half-kneeling on the ground, bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

"Hu~~~Hu~~~"

Ye Bufan's body was constantly steaming, like a kettle about to explode.

After stabbing his body with the golden needle a few more times, his body gradually calmed down.

"Your meridians are ruined, and your cultivation has fallen to the middle stage of the Grandmaster. You deserve to die!!!"

After checking the physical condition, Ye Bufan pointed the gun at the two again.

"It seems that I can only die with him today."

"Even if I die, I will drag him down with me."

The two men got up with difficulty, and their old bodies were now even more broken.

The two sides stood in opposition, and the atmosphere at the scene became anxious.

At this moment, a voice with a sobbing tone and some sobs sounded.

"Brother!"

Ye Ziqing, dressed in white, ran to Ye Bufan in a panic.

She checked the latter's wound anxiously: "Brother, are you okay? You are seriously injured. I will take you to the hospital. I will take you there now."

The old man frowned: "Little girl, he must die here today. If you don't want to be with him, get out of here."

"No, I won't let you touch Brother Bufan."

Ye Ziqing opened her arms to block Ye Bufan, tears sliding down her cheeks to the ground.

"Brother Bufan has done a lot of wrong things, but I believe he is still kind, but he was blinded for a while. As long as we communicate well, he will definitely turn back."

"And he is my only relative now. I can't just stand by and watch you kill him."

Ye Bufan behind him heard these words, and his heart was not moved at all, but greedy.

Seeing Ye Ziqing, he remembered her furnace physique.

With her meridians destroyed, there was still a chance of a comeback as long as she was there.

So he quickly pulled Ye Ziqing behind him.

"Ziqing, don't reason with them. They won't listen to you at all. Wait for me here. I will get rid of them. Then I will take you away and take you away from Xia Country."

"Then we will..."

Puff--

Before he finished speaking, a sharp knife pierced Ye Bufan's chest.

Ye Ziqing let go of the knife handle and took a few steps back.

There was a strong hatred in her eyes, and her tender face was stained with blood, which made her look a little crazy like a sickly girl.

Ye Bufan turned around and saw her expression, and didn't understand why she looked at him like this.

"Ziqing, why... why?"