His eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he stood with his hands behind his back. Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a spear standing upright.

However, apart from the surging chill and murderous intent, Chu Qitian could no longer see other emotions from Ye Fan.

No panic, no panic, let alone the despair of being in a desperate situation.

A calm face is like a calm lake.

It seemed that standing in front of him was not the strong Truman, but just a few pigs and dogs who had offended him.

Yes, it is a pig dog!

In Chu Qitian's eyes, Ye Fan and his mother may be rural people from humble backgrounds.

He looked at them with contempt, disdain, and disgust.

However, how did Chu Qitian know, and in Ye Fan's eyes, they were nothing more than pigs and dogs.

Ye Fan doesn't even have the qualifications to make Ye Fan look down on them, Ye Fan can only be indifferent to them.

Just like a monarch looking down on ants, like a bright moon shining on fireflies.

From the moment Ye Fan grasped the power, Chu Qitian was out of Ye Fan's eyes.

It was the Chu family and the Trumen who were really regarded as opponents by Ye Fan.

The greatest tragedy in life is nothing more than this.

Chu Qitian regarded Ye Fan as the greatest enemy in his life, but Ye Fan never cared about him.

Even if he wanted to get rid of Chu Qitian before, he did it by the way when he went to the Chu family.

After all, Chu Qitian and Ye Fan are no longer at the same level.

However, Chu Qitian didn't know about these things.

Now, still feeling good about himself, he ordered his masters to besiege and kill Ye Fan.

"That's all."

"As you said, let's end our grievances here."

Ye Fan shook his head and suddenly chuckled.

Afterwards, the whole body's power burst out in an instant.

All of a sudden, the wind blew and the vegetation swayed wildly.

At the same time, the Pinghu Lake under his feet was surging with waves.

At this moment, a majestic power swept out from Ye Fan's body in all directions.

Not only that, when Ye Fan's power was released, there were streaks of golden light on Ye Fan's body, which quietly lit up.

Those countless golden lights condensed a phantom of a golden dragon behind Ye Fan.

The roar of dragons and tigers resounded in all directions.

Moreover, under the golden light, the muscles on Ye Fan's body also moved as if they were alive. JrNovels.com