At this time, Mike Jones' anxious and angry voice came.

Yes, the battle just now almost drove Mike Jones to death.

It stands to reason that the elders of the Trumen would personally strike, and they should kill Ye Fan with one blow like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.

Only in this way can the power of Truman be demonstrated!

However, what broke Mike Jones was that the Seventh Elder beat Ye Fan for a long time just now, but he didn't shake Ye Fan in the slightest.

Nima, did you not eat?

Can you work harder?

Mike Jones cursed in his heart, thinking that the Seventh Elder was being merciful and didn't use his full strength at all.

At the same time, Ye Fan raised his brows and smiled lightly: "Is it time for me to make a move?"

Ye Fan asked casually.

That indifferent and calm appearance was like chatting with others about the daily life, without the slightest appearance of a life-and-death battle.

No way, just so confident.

"Wait...wait a minute."

However, just as Ye Fan was about to make a move, the Seventh Elder's face tightened and he hurriedly blocked the way.

"What's the matter?" Ye Fan wasn't in a hurry, anyway, he didn't take the Trumen elders seriously from the beginning to the end.

"I...I..." The Seventh Elder thought for a moment, as if he was looking for an excuse for a truce, and finally thought of it, "Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Fan's answer, the old man took out his phone, swished it, and backed away.

Nima, who was next to him, was dumbfounded.

What kind of fun is this?

In the battle of life and death, can there be a halftime break?

Everyone was so astonished that their eyeballs dropped all over the floor, and they only thought that Elder Truman was a little... funny.

"Elder Seven, what are you doing?"

"It's a big deal, can we talk about it after killing him?"

Mike Jones was about to go mad with anger. He suppressed the anger in his heart and yelled at the Seventh Elder.

"Master Jones, this kid is weird."

"I think, don't confront him head-on for now."

"Otherwise, if we miss a big deal, we won't be able to explain it to the sect!"

The Seventh Elder lowered his voice and advised in a deep voice.

"No, Seventh Elder, I just can't figure it out. You are a grand master, you tell me that a brat is weird?"

"Could it be that you're still not his match?" Mike Jones asked the old man in front of him with puzzled eyes. JrNovels.com