The last besieger fell, but Chen Fan was still calm and composed.

Among these people were the bodyguards brought by Xu Donglai, whose skills were not bad.

But he still couldn't stop Chen Fan from hitting him.

Chen Fan looked forward.

Xu Donglai, wearing a training uniform and holding a Japanese sword, stood ten meters away.

"Chen Fan, your skills are stronger than I thought!" Xu Donglai took off the scabbard, threw it to the ground, and said with an indifferent expression: "But you still can't get out of here today."

"Yeah?"

Chen Fan walked forward slowly and said casually: "Just you?"

"Chen Fan, you are too crazy, I will send you on your way!"

Xu Donglai took a deep breath, held the knife in both hands, rushed forward, and slashed with the knife.

The ancestors of the Xu family started out as literary people, but the family had always maintained guards. Later, in troubled times, they gradually realized that a big fist is the true principle.

As a result, the Xu family began to have some martial arts inheritance left behind.

In Xu Donglai's generation, there are very few martial arts practitioners, but direct descendants like Xu Donglai, the future successors of the family head, are still required to practice martial arts and temper their bodies since childhood.

This sword strike was very sharp, and the cold light brought by the sword light was as fast as lightning.

But Chen Fan didn't move. He casually swung the round stick in his hand and hit the side of the knife.

After a crashing sound, the Japanese knife was deflected.

The round stick in Chen Fan's hand grew like lightning, and hit Xu Donglai on the head.

Xu Donglai groaned and staggered back, his head bruised and bleeding.

He looked at Chen Fan in disbelief.

Chen Fan stepped lightly and walked towards Xu Donglai.

The muscles on Xu Donglai's face jumped, and his eyes showed deep humiliation and hatred.

He wanted to use Chen Fan to show his strength.

But the result was even worse than yesterday. As soon as they met, Chen Fan was hit on the head and his head was bleeding.

He didn't even know how he was hit.

With fierce anger rising in his heart, he was unwilling to give up and stepped forward again with a knife.

But he didn't know that Chen Fan had no intention of killing him, otherwise this blow would be enough to cause his brain to burst and die.

The light of the sword passed by in an arc, uncertain in reality and extremely erratic, as if it turned into five or six afterimages, covering Chen Fan's chest and neck.

Chen Fan didn't dodge or dodge, he just hit him with a stick.

With a pop, his stick struck first, passing through the light of the sword and hitting Xu Donglai's forehead.

Xu Donglai's body stiffened, and the sharp pain between his brows made him feel as if his head was going to explode. He fell to the ground, and his eyesight turned black.

The knife in his hand also fell to the ground.

At this moment, a figure flashed and headed towards Chen Fan like a ghost.

A pair of palms slapped Chen Fan directly on the forehead.

Rumbling, there was a sound like wind and thunder, and a violent momentum rushed towards me.

Chen Fan was not surprised and swept away with a stick.

Click.

The round stick actually broke into pieces.

The incoming attack was blocked, and after a pause, he saw clearly that it was the old man just now.

At this moment, his face was distorted and angry.

"If you dare to hurt my young master, you must die!"

With his palms glowing sapphire color, the old man took steps towards Chen Fan. Every step caused his momentum to soar, causing the air to stop flowing.

This momentum can be described as extremely frightening.

Xu Donglai looked much more relaxed when he saw Uncle Xi taking action and covering his head.

Xibo's full name is Xu Xicheng, and his ancestor was a master in the field.

His family had been protecting the Xu family for generations and were very loyal, so they changed their surname to Xu to show that they were no different from the original Xu family.

Xu Xicheng has been practicing martial arts for fifty years, and his martial arts are extremely advanced. He has already developed his inner strength, and his every move can contain the power of wind and thunder, and his combat effectiveness is extremely frightening.

Xu Donglai saw it with his own eyes. Xu Xicheng struck down a large tree with his bare hands with several consecutive palms.

The Xu family was determined to win the Dragon Pattern Compass, so they sent Xu Xicheng to protect him and listen to his orders.

It is precisely because Xu Xicheng is by his side that Xu Donglai is confident. Even though he knows that Chen Fan is not weak in combat, he still wants to personally take action to clear his name!

"Xibo takes action!"

The bodyguards of the Xu family who fell on the ground also breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

"Uncle Xi is a master of internal energy. The man named Chen is doomed."

"We can't defeat this guy named Chen, but with Uncle Xi here, this guy can't escape!"

"..."

With everyone watching, Xu Xicheng approached Chen Fan step by step, his terrifying momentum making the air freeze.

Chen Fan looked dull, threw away the small stick in his hand, and watched Xu Xicheng increase his momentum with cold eyes.

When Xu Xicheng's martial arts momentum reaches its peak, the blow he delivers will be earth-shattering.

But in his eyes, there is still a long way to go compared to the top powerhouses in the underground world.

"die!"

Finally, Xu Xicheng jumped up and hit Chen Fan with a palm on his head.

The sapphire-colored palms had green veins popping out, as if they were made of iron, and the muscles were knotted.

A palm was like a dark cloud covering all the space within one meter of Chen Fan, leaving Chen Fan with nowhere to hide.

Chen Fan was swallowed up by the violent and ferocious murderous intent.

The bodyguards of the Xu family and the young people of the Shao family all looked shocked.

Such power, such force, simply exceeded their imagination and subverted their cognition.

It turns out that a human's fighting power can actually be so strong!

This is the real practitioner, not the so-called Sanda they practice, Taekwondo and the like are comparable!

Seeing that this palm was about to hit Chen Fan's forehead, the corners of Chen Fan's mouth curled up with a hint of disdain.

He raised his foot and stamped it.

Boom!

The whole venue trembled.

Like a sudden storm, explosive evil aura surged into the sky.

Xu Xicheng's powerful aura was instantly swallowed up like paper under this terrifying evil aura.

Chen Fan gently reached out and grabbed Xu Xicheng's palm.

When the violent palm force was passed over, Xu Xicheng felt like he was hitting a mountain with an egg hitting a stone, but he couldn't shake it at all.

His pupils shrank suddenly and he looked horrified.

His eyes were full of disbelief and unacceptable.

How could it be so strong?

I have been practicing Kung Fu for forty years, but compared to this young man, I am as small as a giant?

Actually, you didn't see this person's true strength at all?

His thoughts stopped there, because after Chen Fan grabbed his wrist with his left hand, he shot out a lightning-like palm with his right hand, hitting him right in the chest.

Card wipe!

Xu Xicheng heard the sound of his ribs breaking.

Terrible power blasted into his body, wreaking havoc inside his body, making his internal organs feel as if they were about to be shattered.

Chen Fan's left hand released at the same time.

Xu Xicheng's body, like a broken doll, flew upside down for more than ten meters and fell next to Xu Donglai.

With a loud bang, Xu Xicheng fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, with disbelief and fear in his eyes, and passed out.

Xu Donglai covered his head and stood up in fear, his body couldn't help but tremble.
To be continued...