Chapter: 5147

"Is Ye Fan's body cast from copper to iron?"

People who say that they are not equal naturally do not believe in evil.

After a short period of tremor and panic, the five great masters soared into the sky again, and continued to launch a powerful offensive towards Ye Fan from all directions.

Someone attacked Ye Fan's back, someone attacked Ye Fan's chest, and someone directly hit Ye Fan's head.

The five great masters attacked Ye Fan in all directions from five directions.

bang bang bang bang~

In an instant, a deafening sound resounded throughout the world.

The deep rumble was endless.

Like rolling thunder, sweeping across the Milky Way.

However, what made the unequal people desperate was that even though they tried their best and slashed wildly at Ye Fan, they still didn't hurt Ye Fan at all.


"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west."

"As expected of Mr. Chu~"

"Mr. Chu is here, our Jiangdong Dinghaishenzhen is here!"

Looking at the scene in the distance, Lei Laosan couldn't help but chant a poem, and while he was amazed, his forehead was full of smiles.

"Hahaha~"

"No wonder Mr. Chu didn't fight back, just stand there and let them fight."

"It turns out that Mr. Chu doesn't care about their attacks at all."

"It's like elephants and ants."

"Bite as you please."

"Huh? Just playing~"

All the worries and panics before were gone, and the smile on Li Erlao's face was wide open at this moment.

Not only them, even Qiu Mucheng, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, couldn't help but burst out laughing after seeing the scene in front of her.

She raised her head and looked at the proud young man standing in the distance who was not afraid of the wind and rain. She smiled with tears, annoyed, and complained: "This bad guy makes people worry all day long."

"If you don't show off, you will die~"

Xu Lei also smiled softly, but unlike Qiu Mucheng, in Xu Lei's smile, there was no blame or resentment, only pride and pride.

This is his brother Xiaofan.

Zhang Yang is not arrogant, arrogant but not conceited.

Always blooms light in the dark, blooms in the dust.

Worrying and crying.

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