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For a time, everyone like Asazil, Asmontis and Leviathan seemed to have thousands of boiling blood, burning in their chests, and sighing with breath, finally having a chance to vent!

"Boss!!!"

Leviathan screamed, the burly body of more than two meters high, slammed into the ground directly.

The face is bloody, the rough man, this time has been flattened, his face is twisted, his mouth is "snoring", like crying out, but he can't hold back, tears burst out...

They have been succumbing to the present, and they have been forced to end. Although they have been walking in the underground world for so many years, they are not afraid of death, but no one wants to die like this.

For them, at this moment, in addition to joy, more moved!

This man appeared in front of them, and the picture that stood up in a critical moment has not been seen for five or six years...

Countless thoughts of the past, in their minds, flashed in front of their eyes.

The backs of Ye Fan, in their view, are like giants, giving them a sense of security, but also giving them the ambition to continue their fearless beliefs.

Sally Ye was already out of reach, and she was supported by a conviction. When she saw the man's figure, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth...

Immediately, the woman closed her eyes and was completely comatose.

At this time, Ye Fan stood there, but there was no words.

His gaze, looking around, looking at the devastated market town, watching the people who died badly, the people who fell to the ground.

In the ear, it is the call of Leviathan and others behind him. In front of him, it is a blood-stained body...

When Ye Fan saw Mamen lying on the ground with no movement, Ye Fan’s gaze paused and Huanren shrank.

And when Ye Fan saw Sally leaves that had been stunned in the corner of the wall, I saw the broken arm wound of the woman... Ye Fan’s body trembled!

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and his body was full of violent and horrible horror, like a flood rushing out of the levee!

Standing alone alone, like a huge demon shadow shrouded the entire market town.

This is killing, I don’t know how many people, I don’t know how much blood I have, I will have a kind of murderousness that will dominate the world.

In the past few years, Ye Fan gradually collected his own breath and forgot the battlefield and bloodthirsty years.

But today, he found himself unable to control it!

To be exact, he has no intention of controlling it!

The sacred knights and the warlords of the old dominators felt the momentum of Ye Fan, and they were already white.

They are all masters of the underground world, and the worst ones are congenital, but they suddenly find that they are feeling a lot of pressure even within a hundred meters of the square!

It is clear that the other party only came to Ye Fan alone, but this person seems to be worthy of a thousand horses! !

Sylvia was the most calm, and realized that after the situation was not good, she quickly rushed to the stunned Sally!

As long as you catch Sally, it is equivalent to having a hostage!

However, she just ran a few steps, and saw Ye Fan's arrogant speed, brought a residual image, and had just moved to Sally leaves!

Sylvia and everyone present are chilling!

What is the speed of this metamorphosis! ? A person can rely on the body to have such a powerful explosive power! ?

Even if Michael used to accelerate with the light wing, it was not so fast!

He... is it stronger again! ?

Sylvia clearly felt that Ye Fan was more horrible than when he met last time!

"Lucifer... Your people can't do it anymore, now you have a light pole commander, you can't fight us!" Sylvia is courageous, and also calms down and calmly laughs at the people who care for her. .

Ye Fan didn't seem to hear it at all. He crouched down, one hand trembled slightly, and gently tried the sigh of Sally.

While confirming that the woman is not yet at risk, Ye Fan’s eyes are already red.

"good chance!"

Michael saw Ye Fan facing his back, and suddenly the light wing fluttered, turning into a white rainbow, and a sword stabbed the heart of Ye Fan!

"Old and small!!" Asmonis and other exclaimers.

Ye Fan did not turn around. He grabbed his left hand and grabbed it. He grabbed the sword of Michael's vows with bare hands! !

"what!?"

Michael was so stupid, he never imagined, Ye Fan actually "arrogantly" dare to pick up the sword! ?

But Michael's sword, you can't get into it!

Ye Fan slowly turned his head, a pair of devil-like scorpions, looking at Michael coldly and mercilessly.

Michelle's fine cold sweat on his forehead, he actually saw a violent golden flame from Ye Fan's eyes. He thought it was an illusion, but that is clearly true!

A daunting horrific pressure has caused Michael to have an instinctive fear! !

"Ah!!" After all, Michael was a legendary strongman. He quickly adjusted his mind, screamed and spurred the aura, and wanted to pull the sword out to fight.

However, regardless of how Michael used his strength, Ye Fan’s hand seemed to be a reinforced iron bone, firmly grasping his sword!

Seeing, Ye Fan’s hand began to have a trace of blood flowing down, but Ye Fan did not seem to have any pain at all, but his eyes stared at Michael.

Michael realized that the sword was not formed, his power and leaf sail were too wide, and Ye Fan’s flesh and blood was hard to imagine.

"Lucifer... You thought I was holding my sword, I can't do it anymore!?"

A burst of light broke out in Michael, "Thunder!!"

On the sword of the vows, there was a flash of lightning!

I thought that this would inevitably hit Ye Fan, but clinker, and Ye Fan raised the sword in advance!

Michael’s body, along with the sword, was thrown out by Ye Fan’s hundred and eighty degrees!

Michael felt the body shocked, slammed his body and hurt his body. He supported one hand on the ground and returned to want to continue to attack the sword. He found that Ye Fan was standing in front of him! ?

"boom!!"

Ye Fan fisted and squatted on Michael's breastplate!

The white-silver breastplate was smashed into a distorted deep depression, almost to be pierced!

Michael's body flew straight out and made a parabola!

In midair, Michael's light wings unfolded, and I wanted to stabilize my body shape, but I saw Ye Fan once again chased it up!

Ye Fan did not intend to let Michael down to the ground, nor did he intend to let him stand still. In midair, he had already waved a lightning-fast fist. His legs and feet were also violent and rainy, and he greeted Michael!

The crowd only heard the "cracking" of a dense metal bump, and Michael's body did not fall in midair for a few seconds.

When Michael was once again hit by a fist, the sacred armor of a body was broken like a broken copper!