Before coming, he thought that relying on these five martial arts masters, he would surely be able to kill Ye Fan who had suffered heavy losses.
But the reality nowadays slapped Chu Qitian in the face severely.
This young man was not injured at all, let alone dying.
His strength is still there, and his strength has not been damaged.
However, Chu Qitian couldn’t figure out why, Ye Fan’s injury could be healed in such a short time.
This doesn’t make sense at all.
However, how did Chu Qitian know that these days, Ye Fan’s refining of the fire spirit fruit not only repaired Ye Fan’s injury, but also made Ye Fan’s strength further.
Not to mention the five great masters, even if the five titled masters are here, they may not be able to keep Ye Fan.
Therefore, to Ye Fan, the few people that Chu Qitian relied on were nothing but native chickens.
From the moment they besieged Ye Fan, it was doomed to a miserable ending.
But when Chu Qitian was frightened, Ye Fan’s killing did not stop.
After kicking the fourth black guardian with one kick, Ye Fan’s momentum rose again.
Afterwards, I saw him stepping on the ground, a thin figure, like a ghost, quickly approaching the place where the last person was.
After witnessing the death of his four companions, this last person was undoubtedly completely frightened.
He had no idea of resisting anymore, his eyes were full of horror, he turned and ran.
But he knew that he could not escape.
Sure enough, after just a few breaths, Ye Fan’s figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.
“the fifth.”
Ye Fan’s red lips lightly opened, and the faint words sounded quietly here.
A few words, but it is like the judgment of death.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan slammed it down with a punch, directly on the person’s chest.
Seeing this man’s chest sank rapidly, the broken ribs directly pierced his lungs.
The red blood drenches the long sky.
Before dying, this person looked in the direction of Chu Qitian and screamed in anger and resentment.
“Chu… Chu Qitian, bastard, you hurt us~”
“Hurt… it hurt us~”
….
“We…we are ghosts, and…and we won’t let you go~”
No one knows what kind of resentment this last black-clothed law protector was towards Chu Qitian at this time.
Before coming, the five brothers had asked Chu Qitian several times what his opponent’s cultivation was.
Chu Qitian kept saying that the opponent is the wounded body and the end of the crossbow, not to be afraid.
They believe it, brothers.
But the result?
What is the wounded body, what is the end of the crossbow, what is not to be afraid, Quante is farting.
They were deceived, they were deceived by Chu Qitian’s bastard.
“Chu Qitian, king… bastard~”
In this way, with a low growl of unwillingness and resentment, his whole person was smashed by Ye Fan 100 meters.
Finally, the ruined body fell into the lake below.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up!
At this point, all the five powerhouses of Chumen were beheaded by Ye Fan.
Three deaths, two disabled!
Before that, who would have thought that a young man in deep siege would be able to turn the tide and come back from a desperate situation.
With the force of destruction, they directly blasted the five great masters of Chumen.
The surging power can be described as terrifying the world!
Dead silence, long dead silence.
After the last person fell, the world was silent here.
Only the cold wind swept, and the fallen leaves were flying.
Thousands of waves in the lake rushed up and down in the wind.
In the fierce wind, the young man stood proudly with his hands.
The mountains and rivers are surging down, and the clouds are moving in all directions behind
But Ye Fan stood proudly like this, standing proudly in the sky.
Like a generation of emperors, standing among the Tianhe River, overlooking all living beings.
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