In the confrontation just now, he swept away the eight people with one punch.

But anyone with a little self-knowledge will realize that they will not be their opponents at all.

However, Ye Fan didn't expect that the eight of them would still deceive themselves and others.

Blame the failure just now on your own carelessness?

"Since this is the case, this time, the Dragon Lord will let you lose, and I am convinced!"

Boom~

The moment the words fell, Ye Fan stepped on the sky and rose into the sky.

In the dantian, Yun Dao Tianjue's kung fu was running crazily.

On the top of Mount Fuji, the majestic power of heaven and earth gathered in Ye Fan's direction as if they were summoned.

Everyone saw that Ye Fan's body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That way, it is like a strong bow that is gradually being drawn full, and the surging force is like the gathering of tides.

Until the end, all kinds of power burst forth!

Boom~

Covering the sky with a palm, it fell down instantly.

Endless palm wind, sweeping Tianhe.

Just like that, everyone could only see that Ye Fan's sky-covering palm print ruthlessly slapped on the tornado formed by the eight people in the Sanshen Pavilion.

Toyotomigawa Yoshimoto thought that this time they could hold on for a while longer.

But obviously, they thought too much.

This time, their stalemate was even shorter than last time.

Under Ye Fan's palm, the tornado shattered, and the eight people vomited blood again and flew out backwards.

However, just when Ye Fan took advantage of the victory to pursue and was about to directly injure the eight ants, who would have thought that at this moment, behind Ye Fan, there would be the energy to explode behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a figure, like lightning, flashed across the sky, and arrived behind Ye Fan in an instant. A majestic attack cut down instantly with lightning speed! !

"Master, be careful~"

Not far away, Suzumiya Yingyue was shocked when she saw this.

Almost crying, crying anxiously.

At the same time, Ye Fan obviously felt the fatal threat coming from behind.

Immediately, his brows and eyes were wrinkled, and there was a rare trace of seriousness on his face.

Faced with this surprise attack from behind, Ye Fan naturally couldn't care less about chasing and killing the eight disciples of the Sanshen Pavilion, but turned around quickly and blocked in a hurry.

Boom~

Two palms collided, and a low voice sounded immediately. JrNovels.com