Chapter: 1291

So everyone scrambled up, ignoring everything and charging towards Ye Cheng.

Just then, Fan Lin Yuan continued to retreat, only to turn around and try to escape!

Ye Cheng kicked out at someone with one foot just in time, and immediately saw Fan Lin Yuan trying to escape. He directly grabbed someone in front of him with one hand and threw them forcefully in the direction of Fan Lin Yuan!

The person Ye Cheng threw was actually Fan Lin Yuan's third disciple!

This third disciple had trained his iron-head technique for many years, and his bare-headed skull was as hard as iron.

At this moment, he had his whole body facing towards Fan Lin Yuan's rear waist area, like a projectile flying out of a cannon, suddenly charging forward.

The next instant, his iron head smashed onto Fan Lin Yuan's rear waist!

All that could be heard was the sound of a cracking bone, and Fan Lin Yuan's spine was struck by the third disciple's skull, breaking into two pieces!

At the moment when Fan Lin Yuan fell to the ground, his lower body had already lost all sensation. He used his remaining left arm to flip himself over and look at the three-disciple brother with seven orifices, furious and shocked to exclaim: "Third Disciple, you're attacking me from behind!"

"This third disciple hurriedly wailed, 'Old Master Brother, I didn't mean to launch a surprise attack on you, I was sent flying by that youngster!'"

"Having said this, he suddenly regained his composure, asking with indignation: 'Old Master Brother, wasn't it your intention for us to give our all and carve out a path for ourselves? And then why did you turn your back on us? Are you trying to flee?'"

Fan Lin Yuan was taken aback by this question from the third disciple.

He had indeed wanted to escape, but he hadn't expected to get into such a predicament.

Not only didn't he escape, but he also suffered such severe injuries!

He looked at the third disciple with great pain, shouting: 'I'm not trying to escape, I was just thinking of giving that Le family a counterattack!'

The third disciple wasn't foolish; he glared at Fan Lin Yuan with fury, roaring: 'Do you think I'm foolish? You've lost both hands and can you use something to give the Le family a counterattack?'"

Fan Lin Yuan was enraged and shouted: 'How do you talk to Old Master Brother? Are you trying to rebel?'

The third disciple rushed up and bit his ear, shouting: "This Elder Brother, you're actually trying to get us to die for you while you escape yourself? From now on, I'm done with you! Cease all ties!"

Fan Lin Yuan was screaming in pain.

But at this moment, he was no longer the high-flyer.

Both hands were disabled, his legs paralyzed, and he was now just a standard invalid.

So, at this moment, he had his ear bitten by the third disciple, and it hurt him to tears yet he couldn't do anything about it.

He could only shout in despair: "Old Three, you're an idiot, let me go quickly! Do you think I'm trying to run away? I'm still not thinking of leaving our Elder Brothers behind, am I?"

The third disciple was furious and asked: "And shouldn't you leave this disabled invalid? Shouldn't I be the one left behind?"

Fan Lin Yuan was screaming in pain and shouted: "You're an idiot! Now you're talking about who to leave behind? You think if you're left behind, you can escape?" JrNovels.com