Phoo~
When the words fell, Mo Wuya’s eyes suddenly became cold.
The next moment, he exploded with power and power, and the storm swept through, bringing up dust in the sky.
Then, with his palms clenched, he slammed down at Chu Yun with a heavy fist.
Fist fiercely and exploded with the attack.
That powerful punch, as if Mount Tai was crushing the top, just slammed in Ye Fan’s direction.
Seeing this, Ye Fan shook his head: “You still claim to be the son of the King of Fighters?”
“Just this punching technique, it’s too slow.”
Between chuckles, Ye Fan stepped on his feet, moved his body, and while strolling in the courtyard, he avoided Mo Wuya’s attack.
Boom~
Only heard a muffled sound.
The fist fell to the ground, bringing up the dust in the sky.
Mo Wuya hit with all his strength, but it fell into the empty space.
“Boy, you are less proud.”
“This is just the first punch.”
“By luck, you escaped by chance.”
“But what about the second punch, the third punch?”
“Do you really think that you can have such good luck every time?”
Facing Ye Fan’s words, Mo Wuya was not angry at all.
Picking up his fist, he smashed at Ye Fan again.
Bang bang bang~
A series of punches almost exploded.
The violent fist strength shook the birds in the distant forest.
However, facing Mo Wuya’s storm-like offensive, Ye Fan still smiled indifferently.
In the storm, he stood with his hand in his hand, he walked proudly.
On the delicate face, there is scorn and teasing.
“Too slow.”
“Have you not eaten?”
….
“The strength is too bad~”
“Just this, the son of the King of Fighters?”
…..
“With this strength, you dare to claim to be under the pillar country, but you alone?”
“It’s just a joke after all~”
…
Mo Wuya’s attack was still raging crazily, but Ye Fan was walking in it like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard.
I’ve been in the tens of thousands of flowers, and the leaves are not touched!
Moreover, Ye Fan smiled faintly and kept commenting while avoiding Mo Wuya’s Quan Jin.
“Son of a bitch!”
“Shut up your mouth!”
“Just talk nonsense, I will tear your dog’s mouth~”
At this moment, Mo Wuya naturally no longer had the calmness and calmness he had before.
His brows were red, his face was stern, and he was like a mad dog. While cursing, he furiously beat Ye Fan in the direction.
Today’s Wuya, the heart is obviously confused and panicked.
Obviously every punch hit Ye Fan’s chest, but every time he missed a little bit, wiping the corner of Ye Fan’s clothes and hitting the empty space.
Obviously he had already used hundreds of punches, but he didn’t even hit Ye Fan with a single punch.
“why?”
“Why?”
“Is it really too slow?”
“Is my strength really not enough?”
…
“Do not!”
“Impossible~”
“This junior must be talking nonsense!”
“I’m Mo Wuya, all directions, how can I even be unable to deal with this unknown junior?”
Mo Wuya, who was eager, roared in his heart.
Ishiyelong, who was next to him, looked at him, and his face suddenly sank.
Finally, worried, Ishiye Ryuichi even asked Mo Wuya: “Wuya, do you want me to do something and help you.”
“No, kill him, I’m all alone!”
“For a long time there must be a loss, I don’t believe it, he can be so lucky every time?”
Mo Wuya still held on, gritted his teeth and growled.
There was a bloody cold light in his eyes.
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