His old face was pale, his legs were weak, especially after seeing the miserable end of the strong Australian, Mike Jones staggered, and his whole body was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground.

On the back of the spine, there was a cold air.

Mike Jones knew very well that if he had joined the crowd in attacking Ye Fan just now, he would probably be the one whose body was cut into pieces.

Thinking of this, Mike Jones was afraid for a while.

Behind him, the faces of those powerful Trumans were also pale, with lingering fears in their hearts, and they were overjoyed.

"Young...young master, it's... not bad, you stopped us."

"Otherwise, I... we have to explain everything here today~"

The Truman man spoke tremblingly.

As for the other survivors, their hearts were even more frightened and trembling.

too strong!

Ye Fan's strength is too strong.

Just hopeless.

Dozens of warriors from various countries encircled Ye Fan. Not only did they not get any benefits, they even suffered a disastrous defeat.

This is not a fight at all, this is crushing, a one-sided massacre.

Before this, who would have thought that Ye Fan's strength was so terrifying.

One person, facing nearly a hundred people, is a complete victory!

Before, they thought that so many of them had surrounded Ye Fan. But now it seems that

They were wrong, dead wrong.

It wasn't Ye Fan who was besieged, but them.

Yes, Ye Fan surrounded them all by himself.

For some people, thousands of people are not worth one person.

And some people, one person can be worth tens of millions of people!

Ye Fan is undoubtedly such a person.

When Ye Fan's sharp edge dissipated, the world here was finally silent, and there was no sound.

Under the Milky Way, Ye Fan stood proudly. The deep eyes, as if piercing through the ages, looked down on the four directions.

In front, there is a breeze sweeping, and the fallen leaves are flying.

Behind him, there are blue waves rippling, and ripples appear on the long lake.

And Ye Fan's figure is like a mountain, standing like this from ancient times.

Until, his eyes fell on the people below again, and the majestic voice, like thunder, swept across the four directions.

"Now, who else wants to break into this cave?" JrNovels.com