“Baihu break!”
Under the sky, everyone only listened to Lan Xing’s low drink, and immediately shot out with a majestic palm.
The fierce strength set off gusts of wind and waves, sweeping towards where Ye Fan was.
Of course, as Lan Xing took the lead, others were unambiguous.
Han Ping shook hands into fists, gathered in one place, and burst out suddenly.
“Thunderstorm punch!”
Bang~
The fist fell, and the world immediately exploded with sound.
Immediately afterwards, an unstoppable force of fist rushed towards Ye Fan’s place!
“Shadowless legs!”
Zhu Rong finally followed, stepped on the ground, and flew up.
A blow to Foshan’s shadowless leg was immediately revealed to the world.
The three major instructors attacked together, and the momentum of the thunder was exquisite.
The majesty brought by it, like an ocean storm, swept the entire Jiangbei defense area.
“I go!”
“Is this the majesty of the chief instructor?”
“Sure enough, fierce and domineering, extraordinary spirit!”
As the three major instructors took action together, the power revealed, making all the soldiers in the defense zone shame and sigh with emotion.
Many more people showed their eyes full of respect and admiration.
“It looks like that brat is finished.”
“The three major instructors all shot together, measuring his great fortune, and astounding the world. Faced with the siege of the three instructors, he will definitely be doomed!”
When everyone was calling for good for the strength of Han Ping’s instructor, many people smiled happily and looked at Ye Fan as if they saw a dead body.
Think about it, in their opinion, Ye Fan at this time, facing the three major instructors, there is only one ending, and that is death!
“Instructor Han, don’t kill you directly, leave me a sigh of relief.”
Not far away, Lin Qinghe, who was watching the battle below, shouted with a grin. On the old face was full of wanton expressions of revenge.
Of course, he let Han Ping leave Ye Fan’s life, not because his conscience discovered that he wanted to spare Ye Fan to die.
Rather, he didn’t want Ye Fan to die so easily!
My friend died in Ye Fan’s hands, and even his son was beaten disabled because of Ye Fan.
Even the Flying Eagles, which he regarded as glory and pride, was also destroyed by the Azure Dragon under Ye Fan.
Almost all of his hard work was buried in the hands of Ye Fan.
Under the new hatred and the old hatred, Lin Qinghe hated Ye Fan deeply.
Even if Ye Fan died, he had to be tortured to death.
“Boy, I want you to regret what you did!”
Lin Qinghe’s brows were red, and his palms were clenched. Because of resentment, his fingertips were almost deeply plunged into flesh and blood, and the voice of resentment quietly rang.
At this time, Han Ping’s attack had already reached Ye Fan.
Ye Fan, who had been calm and silent, shook his head and chuckled after seeing Han Ping’s offensive, “Firefly, dare to win glory with Haoyue!”
“Never mind.”
“Today, I, Ye Fan, let you wait and see, this dragon lord, the real majesty!”
When the words fell, Ye Fan’s eyebrows suddenly became cold.
The next moment, a violent storm broke out, and Ye Fan’s might immediately erupted.
Beneath the pubic pubic area, the cloud and the heavens surged wildly.
In the veins, the rich vitality surges like dragon thunder and fire.
In just an instant, Ye Fan’s breath rose several times.
Until the end, like a dragon like a rainbow!
The terrifying power swept all over the place centered on where Ye Fan was standing.
Wherever I passed along the way, the sand was everywhere, and the fallen leaves filled the sky.
“This this…”
“What a strong momentum!”
After feeling this power, many people changed their colors.
It was Han Ping and the others, their expressions trembled slightly.
They suddenly realized that if they could train a team like Qinglong, would this Ye Fan be an ordinary person?
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