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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1776

“That’s interesting.”
“I just don’t know, is your Beastmaster Fist the last laugh, or my fierce landslide, better?”
After the words fell, Ye Fan’s eyebrows suddenly became cold.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Ye Fan turn his hands to the sky, covering the ground.
The majestic strength immediately gathered from the ground towards Ye Fan’s legs, and finally all gathered on Ye Fan’s arm.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan’s right arm swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When everyone saw this, they were taken aback.
“Ok?”
“Could it be that this bastard also wants to use boxing skills to resist Mo Wuya’s Beastmaster’s fist?”
“Is he crazy?”
“Compete with the son of the king of fighters?”
“Isn’t this looking for death?”
“I can’t help it!”
“Stupid~”
Everyone laughed heartily.
I just think that Ye Fan is like an idiot, just an idiot.
Boom~
When everyone laughed, Ye Fan’s arm had already charged up.
Then, with a fierce punch, with incomparable power, he headed forward and slammed.
Only if the boulder enters the sea.
With a punch, there is a shocking potential!
“Apart from gold and jade, it’s just a failure~”
Ye Fan’s power of boxing strength did not attract everyone’s attention.
Even Ishiye Ryuichi sneered, thinking that Ye Fan was just bluffing.
However, just as everyone was waiting for Ye Fan’s defeat, who would have thought that at the moment when the two men’s iron fists met, a screaming scream immediately sounded.
Yes, there is no block at all.
The moment the two fists met, Ye Fan broke Mo Wuya’s arm in an instant with a force of destruction.
what?
“This… how is this possible?”
Ryu Ishiye was dumbfounded at that time.
With a punch, Mo Wuya’s hand was interrupted?
Are you making trouble?
The people around were even more shocked, their pupils shrinking.
But Ye Fan didn’t pay attention to everyone’s tremor. After he succeeded in the first blow, he was still reluctant, and followed by several punches.
Bang bang bang bang~
The first punch fell and Mo Wuya broke his right arm.
The second punch fell, his chest sunken.
The third punch falls, and the flesh and blood fly everywhere~
…..
If the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, it would melt the remaining snow like boiling oil.
Who could have imagined that after an instant encounter, Ye Fan swept Mo Wuya with an invincible force.
The last punch was more like a ball, directly hitting Mo Wuya a hundred meters away.
The Sword God Palace is located in the suburbs, surrounded by mountains on three sides and surrounded by green forests.
That Mo Wuya’s body just knocked over countless plants and trees, and finally slammed into the hill behind with a bang.
The boulders collapsed and the rocks fell.
Mo Wuya, who was also majestic and arrogant just now, was smashed into the ruins by Ye Fan’s fist.
Phoo~
The mountain breeze rolled up the green leaves, and three thousand plants rustled.
Here, apart from the sound of the wind, there was only a dead silence left in the world.
Everyone was stunned.
Outside Nuo Da’s Sword God Palace, there was no sound.
Shiyelong’s eyes widened, and the rest of the people trembled.
All of them looked like ghosts, looking at Ye Fan.
Who would have thought that the battle would end so suddenly!
Mo Wuya, known as the son of the King of Fighters, hadn’t even made a move under Ye Fan.
The first punch was broken and his arm was broken, and the subsequent punches were even more one-sided and frenzied.
“This… this boy, this… so strong?”
Ishiyelong twitched at the corner of his eyes and said silently.
Obviously, all of them miscalculated.
Click~
In the long silence, rocks suddenly rolled over.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of bloody hands came out of the ruins again.

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