The palm print is huge, hundreds of feet long and white feet wide, almost covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Like the hand of God.

After it appeared, it ruthlessly photographed the ground below!

Boom~

The top of Mount Fuji trembled again.

As everyone watched, another figure was hit by Ye Fan's attack.

When the edge dissipates, the light and shadow dissipate. On the top of Mount Fuji, there is only one majestic and huge terrifying palm print left.

In the palm, only the broken clothes and the body turned into mud remained.

Yes, under Ye Fan's palm, one of the eight disciples of the Sanshen Pavilion was smashed into mud.

"this..."

"This this..."

"Is this really a devil?"

With one punch, one palm, and one kick, he killed the three strong men.

The first person was kicked through the chest, and the second person was blown out of his head.

The third person didn't even have a whole body left behind, and was smacked into mud.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone was undoubtedly terrified.

Toyotomi Chuankichi stared at him even more, his heart was full of turbulent waves, and his whole body was numb.

He originally thought that Ye Fan was a rare young master in the world.

But it now appears that he was wrong.

All of them underestimated this boy.

He is not a grandmaster, but someone who can kill a grandmaster, titled grandmaster!

A twenty-year-old titled grandmaster?

God!

What kind of existence is this boy?

Toyotomi Chuanyoshi was overwhelmed with shock, his brain felt blank.

Yes, he was dumbfounded!

Mount Fuji.

The ground was in a mess, soaked in blood.

As far as the eye can see, there are ravines all over the ground, and two corpses are lying on the cold snow like that.

In one of them, the chest was directly pierced. JrNovels.com