Super Field Energy Controller

Yang Fan was not afraid at all, he looked at him calmly, and said: "I don't care, I am just an ordinary person with no cultivation, I have only one life, using my life to exchange for the death of the second generation of the Gong family, it is a profit no matter how you think about it."

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Wang Zexiu was furious, his facial muscles twitched, his eyes seemed to want to eat Yang Fan alive, he said in a hoarse voice: "I said, I am not Gong Ming!"

Yang Fan frowned, and said impatiently: "Then don't talk nonsense, use killing me to prove that you are not Gong Ming, the speed of Ji Die is very fast, if you don't take action, you can't escape when Xingyuan Gong and others come."

"Do you really think I dare not!" Wang Zexiu roared with fire in his eyes.

Yang Fan puffed out his chest and pointed at his chest fiercely: "Then come here! If you don't come, you are my grandson!"

"You!" Wang Zexiu was furious and his hair stood on end.

"Grandson, come here!" Yang Fan patted his chest and shouted arrogantly.

Wang Zexiu was so angry that his body trembled, gnashed his teeth, and his eyes were scorched, but he didn't dare to make a move.

Listening to such a conversation, Liu Jingyu and Jian Xinyi both felt strange. How could the situation suddenly turn upside down?

They looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

There seems to be only one explanation for this situation.

That is, the Wang Zexiu in front of them was indeed Gong Ming pretending to be him, so after hearing the message from Xingyuan Gong and the real Wang Zexiu, he was afraid to exchange his life with Yang Fan!

They all looked at the person in the air in horror. No matter what, they could not connect him with Gong Ming.

Seeing that Wang Zexiu still didn't dare to attack, Yang Fan smiled contemptuously, shook his head and said disdainfully: "Look, I was right to call you "Lord Trash" before, you are indeed a waste among wastes, you have a lot of cultivation, but you dare not kill an ordinary person with no cultivation."

"I am not a waste!"

Hearing the word "Lord Trash", Wang Zexiu completely exploded, his eyes red.

Amidst the bang, flames ignited on his body, and the flames burned, instantly covering his whole body. Then, a figure rushed out of the flames, not only did the body shape change, but when the skin on his face burned, a layer of new skin appeared, and the flames burned, like a mask!

This figure fell down like a meteorite, rushing straight towards Yang Fan, and at the same time, a cold voice rang out: "Even if I can't kill you, I will completely destroy you, let you spend the rest of your life in bed, and live a life worse than death!"

"Gong Ming!" Liu Jingyu saw the face of this figure clearly and exclaimed in horror.

"Young Master, be careful!" Jian Xinyi's face changed drastically.

The speed of the three-level innate strongman's full-strength burst was so terrifying that in the blink of an eye, Gong Ming, who had taken off his disguise, had already landed on the ground and was less than two meters away from Yang Fan.

With a heart full of frustration and depression and new and old hatreds, Gong Ming, with red eyes, opened his five fingers, and five spiral-like fire-colored energy flows faintly appeared at his fingertips, four of which locked Yang Fan's limbs from a distance, and one pointed at the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest!

This martial art is called "Splitting Muscles and Breaking Veins Finger", which injures the meridians and destroys the acupoints, making the victim paralyzed and becoming a useless person who can never practice martial arts. At the same time, the poisonous energy remaining in the meridians and acupoints will bring the victim pain worse than death day and night. It is a martial art created for the purpose of destroying people tirelessly.

Gong Ming's eyes flashed with pleasure, as if he had seen the scene of Yang Fan falling to the ground and howling for mercy.

In this moment of life and death.

"Ah!"

Without any warning, a shrill howl came out from Gong Ming's mouth.