Chapter: 7462
"I, Chu Tianfan, have practiced for the rest of my life. I should follow my heart and do what I want!"
"Truman kills me, I kill Truman."
"If people in the world kill me, I will kill all geniuses!"
The majestic voice is like thunder, deafening.
Amidst the roaring sound, Ye Fan waved his sleeve robe, directly knocking back Li Er who stood in front of him.
Then with a deadly palm, it fell fiercely on Mo Wuya.
No one doubted that when this palm fell, Mo Wuya, who was already seriously injured, would surely die.
But maybe, some people just don't deserve to die.
When Mo Wuya was in despair, several palm prints, like a cannonball, swept from nine days away.
The speed is so fast and the power is so strong that it is like a nine-day thunderstorm piercing through the Milky Way.
Rao, with Ye Fan's ability, he didn't feel a big frown.
He could no longer care about killing Mo Wuya, so he immediately turned his attention and received these palms head-on.
boom boom boom
After a low bang, the ground under Ye Fan's feet cracked open.
While the gravel was flying, Ye Fan's figure retreated several steps.
Before healing An Qi in the old house, Ye Fan finally consumed too much energy and poured it into An Qi's body to restore the source of life for her.
Therefore, the current battle naturally has a considerable impact on Ye Fan's strength.
However, this is not what Ye Fan cares about the most.
He was more concerned about those palm prints just now.
No one is more familiar with this palm print than Ye Fan.
Because, these palm techniques were all created by him, Ye Fan.
"Hahaha"
"Ye Qingtian, I will teach you the secret technique and give you the unique knowledge."
"So, did you use it against me?"
Ye Fan's eyes were cold and his laughter was sad, stirring up the drastic changes in the four directions.
No one can understand Ye Fan's state of mind at this time!
That kind of desolation, that kind of loss, and that kind of unspeakable pain and anger.
Whether it is people or this country, Ye Fan asked himself that he has paid a lot.
Back then, the Yuan Lingguo he bought with his life was donated to the country free of charge.
Back then, when the Martial God Temple persecuted him in every possible way, he still kept his sympathy, and even made a promise that he would protect the country when necessary. JrNovels.com
"Truman kills me, I kill Truman."
"If people in the world kill me, I will kill all geniuses!"
The majestic voice is like thunder, deafening.
Amidst the roaring sound, Ye Fan waved his sleeve robe, directly knocking back Li Er who stood in front of him.
Then with a deadly palm, it fell fiercely on Mo Wuya.
No one doubted that when this palm fell, Mo Wuya, who was already seriously injured, would surely die.
But maybe, some people just don't deserve to die.
When Mo Wuya was in despair, several palm prints, like a cannonball, swept from nine days away.
The speed is so fast and the power is so strong that it is like a nine-day thunderstorm piercing through the Milky Way.
Rao, with Ye Fan's ability, he didn't feel a big frown.
He could no longer care about killing Mo Wuya, so he immediately turned his attention and received these palms head-on.
boom boom boom
After a low bang, the ground under Ye Fan's feet cracked open.
While the gravel was flying, Ye Fan's figure retreated several steps.
Before healing An Qi in the old house, Ye Fan finally consumed too much energy and poured it into An Qi's body to restore the source of life for her.
Therefore, the current battle naturally has a considerable impact on Ye Fan's strength.
However, this is not what Ye Fan cares about the most.
He was more concerned about those palm prints just now.
No one is more familiar with this palm print than Ye Fan.
Because, these palm techniques were all created by him, Ye Fan.
"Hahaha"
"Ye Qingtian, I will teach you the secret technique and give you the unique knowledge."
"So, did you use it against me?"
Ye Fan's eyes were cold and his laughter was sad, stirring up the drastic changes in the four directions.
No one can understand Ye Fan's state of mind at this time!
That kind of desolation, that kind of loss, and that kind of unspeakable pain and anger.
Whether it is people or this country, Ye Fan asked himself that he has paid a lot.
Back then, the Yuan Lingguo he bought with his life was donated to the country free of charge.
Back then, when the Martial God Temple persecuted him in every possible way, he still kept his sympathy, and even made a promise that he would protect the country when necessary. JrNovels.com
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