But these have also become the last light left by these people in this world.

Whoosh!

finally~

Ye Fan moved.

This movement was a shock!

With his feet on the ground, his figure was like an arrow, and he rushed out suddenly.

"Go to hell!"

The closest black-clothed guardian seemed to have been prepared, and punched Ye Fan violently.

Ye Fan slapped one side of his body.

His ribs were broken and blood was flying everywhere.

Ye Fan's palm pierced through the opponent's chest!

"Old Seven!"

"Bastard, how dare you kill Lao Qi?"

A guardian in black died instantly, and the blood stimulated the remaining people.

They pounced on again like hungry wolves.

Ye Fan didn't even hide this time, he punched out with both fists, cracked the ground with his feet, and shattered Tianhe with his palms.

At this time, Ye Fan seemed to be a god of death.

hands, arms, elbows, knees

In short, every part of Ye Fan's body is like the most ferocious weapon in the world.

One punch smashed the head, one foot pierced the heart, one finger pierced the throat

Blood, screams, stumps, and broken arms were crazily intertwined.

This night, this world has completely become a purgatory.

The bloody stump turned into rain and fell.

That shrill scream was the thunder and lightning in the rain.

"Stop it, bastard!"

"Stop it!"

"How dare you kill them?"

"You bastard!"

"You are so cruel"

"You devil, you are a wolf-hearted devil" JrNovels.com