Flesh and blood poured down like rain.

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, there was almost a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Ye Fan's prodigious majesty is like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, or like boiling oil melting the remaining snow.

Under the majestic power of the Dragon God Temple, there were twenty-one titled masters who were chopped off on the spot, their bodies exploded into pieces, and they fell under the Kunlun forever.

The remaining titled warriors, even if they were still alive, were all created by sword energy.

Muscles and bones shattered, blood flowed horizontally, like a kite with a broken thread, it was blown away a thousand meters away, and the ground was filled with wailing and howling.

silence!

Deathly silence.

Who would have thought that an unrivaled battle would end suddenly in such a swift manner!

"This this"

"How is this possible?"

The scene in front of him undoubtedly completely frightened Chen Jiuzhou.

His eyes were staring, and his eyeballs almost burst.

"No!"

"Impossible?"

Chen Jiuzhou was almost insane.

He looked at everything in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that seventy-nine titled masters couldn't stop Ye Fan's sword?

Ye Fan's strength undoubtedly greatly exceeded Chen Jiuzhou's cognition.

Ye Qingtian was also stunned.

On the face that was originally full of worry, there was only endless surprise left at this moment.

"He actually won?"

Ye Qingtian felt that he could no longer describe his mood in words.

That kind of shock and impact was far more violent than that joy and excitement.

Before that, who would have thought that Ye Fan would actually blow up the global title by himself!

Yes, these seventy-seven forty-nine titled masters are almost all the titled masters that official organizations can mobilize around the world.

But now, with Ye Fan's sword, half of them were killed.

"This pervert!"

Aaron and Carlo are completely stupid.

Originally, they thought that Ye Fan would definitely die in this battle. JrNovels.com