In martial arts, the strong is respected.
When you have enough power, there is no difference between more and less people.
After all, ants are ants, even if one thousand, ten thousand, in the eyes of elephants, it is not worth mentioning.
Yes, in Ye Fan’s eyes, how are these people in front of them different from ants?
After the people in the Sanshen Pavilion were beheaded, the strongest among the group of people in front of them were Mochizuki River and Ishiyelong.
Although the remaining thousands of people are numerous, they are not even the Grand Master. It was a group of mobs, unable to stop Ye Fan’s punch.
In this way, in just a few minutes, Ye Fan walked hundreds of meters in the snow with the beautiful woman in his arms.
Wherever the edge passes, no grass grows.
At the end, Ye Fan counted his palms and released them.
Yundao Tianjue’s third type of heaven-shaking seals were dropped one after another.
The power swept through, and the giant palm was overwhelming.
At the top of Mount Fuji, everyone saw the palm print that covered the sky, and with a force of thunder, they rushed towards Ishiye Ryuichi and Mochizuki River.
Bang~
After two successive bangs, under the giant palm, Mochizuki River and Shiyelong were like flies, and they were directly smashed into the belly of the mountain by Ye Fan.
“No~”
Ahead, Mochizuki River’s wailing and regretful voices were heard.
In the next moment, the earth cracked and the rubble fell apart.
The majestic force, wrapped around the bodies of the two of them, smashed into Mount Fuji to a depth of 100 meters.
Life and death, I don’t know!
“Sword God!”
“Palace Master Ishino?”
“Asshole, you are so cruel~”
“I, Suzuki Jiro, will never die with you~”
Bang~
Among the crowd, a big man saw that Mochizuki River and Ishiyelong were severely injured by Ye Fan, his eyes were red, and he shouted angrily.
However, before he could finish his words, a palm print covering the sky suddenly fell.
There was a bang.
The earth was sunken and splashed with dust.
The original curse came to an abrupt end.
When everyone looked at it again, they discovered that there was only a puddle of meat left.
“This~”
“This…”
“So cruel?”
The corners of the crowd’s eyes twitched, and they shouted.
At this moment, Mount Fuji suddenly became quiet.
The vast world, dead silence!
The people who had originally vowed to kill Ye Fan with outrage were as if a basin of cold water was poured in an instant, and they were withered.
To be precise, he was frightened.
Everyone was stunned, looking forward with trepidation.
I saw there, the wind and smoke were afraid of silence, and the sky was standing horizontally!
A young figure stood there like this.
He looked all around, his face was sneered.
The ethereal sound can only be swept from the depths of Jiuyou, resounding everywhere.
“Now, who else dares to stop me?”
Boom~
Domineering words and majestic voices can only be swept by the thunder.
Under Ye Fan’s power, Toyotomi Kawakichi and others were panicked, their old faces were pale, their heads lowered, but they were afraid to let go.
In the end, they just watched, their Japanese god Harugu Yingyue was taken away from the top of Mount Fuji by Ye Fan.
No one dares to stop!
No one is an idiot, and the two top martial arts forces of the Three Gods Pavilion and the Sword God Palace were all stepped on by Ye Fan.
These people are not even the Grand Master. If you stop Ye Fan at this time, it will be Mangyi as a chariot, and you are looking for death!
What’s more, Ye Fan just killed the nine great masters of Japan with invincibility.
Suzuo Mingzun had no bones left, and the sword god Mochizuki was slammed into the belly of the mountain with a palm.
Ye Fan’s harsh methods undoubtedly scared everyone out of their guts.
At this time, no one had any guts to provoke Ye Fan the slightest bit.
I can only watch them and go away slowly.
“Your Excellency, please stay here!”
However, at this moment, Toyotomi Kawakichi, who had been silent, suddenly stepped forward and shouted in Ye Fan’s direction.
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