Chapter: 3832

Ye Fan was not angry, he just looked up at him, but there was a little bit more chill in his eyebrows.

“yes?”

“It feels a lot more.”

“Actually, I wanted more.”

“For example, after killing Fen Tian, ​​I stepped on the Foluo Palace by the way, and taught you Indian martial arts.”

“Then, split the Himalayas. Let the warm current from the southern Indian Ocean blow to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in the hot summer, and turn the Gobi desert into a land of abundance.”

Ye Fan said calmly.

Like telling a joke.

At that time, Duolun was provoked: “You Shuzi, you are about to die, and you are still here to speak up to me.”

“Seeing that you are a junior, this deity will give you a chance to live!”

“Self-cutting his arms, kneeling down and begging for mercy, honor me as my master and my slave.”

“Be my slave and I will spare your life.”

Doron’s low voice sounded.

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled: “You are more stupid than Fen Tian.”

“No matter how arrogant Fen Tian is, he is not stupid enough to think that I will recognize him as the master.”

“Looking at you, you look like a savage.”

“I thought you were just physically degraded.”

“But now it seems that the brain is not good, and it has degenerated to the level of a beast.”

“You…” Ye Fan’s words almost made Duolun angry.

“presumptuous!”

“Chu Tianfan, how dare you disrespect my senior brother?”

“My brother is a senior in the martial arts world.”

“Even Ye Qingtian of your hot summer, in front of my senior brother, can also call himself a junior!”

“You are so young, it’s okay to say that my senior brother is full of hair, how dare you say that my senior brother has a bad mind?”

By the Ganges River, the bald old man who had been watching the battle from a distance couldn’t bear it any longer when he heard Ye Fan’s harsh words.

He yelled at Ye Fan!

Ye Fan looked over with a strange look: “It’s not just me saying that, you don’t say it too.”

“I…” The bald-headed old man’s face turned blue, and he was literally blocked by Ye Fan’s words, and finally said angrily, “I…I’m repeating what you said.”

“It’s all the same.” Ye Fan spread his hands, and then looked at Duolun, “Look, your junior and brother agree with me, and think your brain is not good. I will repeat it again.”

“Bastard!” The bald old man was going to be pissed off.

He quickly explained to Duolun, “Senior brother, don’t listen to his nonsense, he is trying to sow discord!”

“You idiot, shut up!” Doren’s eyes couldn’t stop twitching, and he wanted to kill this idiot.

You are a crowd of onlookers, just watch it honestly, and talk nonsense.

After scolding the bald old man, Doren looked at Ye Fan with a stern gaze: “What a bastard with sharp teeth and sharp mouth!”

“However, you are courting death.”

“Really?” Ye Fan chuckled, “But I think it’s you who are courting death!”

“For so many years, people like you who stood in my way have basically died.”

“Enough!” Doren exclaimed.

He doesn’t want to argue with this stinky boy anymore.

This little bastard is young, but his skills are superb.

If you continue to talk nonsense with him, I am afraid that you will be pissed off!

Therefore, after the shout fell, Doron immediately shot.

The mad knife in his hand swept through.

The battle is imminent!

In the void, I saw that Duolun was holding a knife in both hands and angrily criticizing Ye Fan’s place.

Vertically and horizontally, it brought a river of knives with a length of 100 meters.

The silver light of the knife was like a knife cutting tofu, almost splitting the Tianhe in two.

“This is, Tian Luo Dao Jue!”

“Senior brother actually mastered the Tianluo swordsmanship?”

On the banks of the Ganges, the bald old man was shocked.

Tianluo Dao Jue is the supreme sword technique engraved on Mount Foluo by their ancient powerhouses in India.

But for hundreds of years, there is no one in India who can understand this swordsmanship.

And now, the ancient swordsmanship is reappearing in the world.

“Hahaha…”

“My Indian martial arts, ZTE will come soon!”