Ye Fan in the past.
He has a country in his heart and a family in his chest.
When you are a human being, you will naturally have some reservations and scruples.
Ye Fan would not kill anyone who provoked him.
Everything stays a thread.
After all, Ye Fan didn’t want to be regarded as a violent and bloodthirsty monster.
But now, Ye Fan has no scruples in his heart.
He is not afraid of notoriety, the name of a devil, and even less of a river of blood.
The only thing he is afraid of is that he won’t be able to push open the gate of heaven, and he won’t be able to save An Qi.
For this goal, Ye Fan is naturally desperate.
Anyone who stands in his way will be killed without mercy!
Amidst the roar of anger, Ye Fan’s whole person’s aura once again climbed by several tenths.
His brows and eyes are serious, and he is majestic.
The whole person, like a demon god descending into the world, rushed towards the last Fenghou and Odin.
“Bastard, die to me!”
Odin roared angrily, and the Eternal Gun in his hand pierced through the sky, pierced the sky, and slashed at Ye Fan fiercely.
After the wind, the same power remained undiminished, and the long river of swords wove into a net of swords and rivers of swords in the air, enveloping Ye Fan in it.
It seemed that Fenghou was preparing to cut Ye Fan into pieces.
However, what Ling Fenghou and the others never thought of.
Her thousands of sword lights struck Ye Fan’s body.
It turned out to be like chopping on a thousand-year-old black iron.
Apart from sparks bursting out, there were no scars left on his body.
“This this”
“How is this possible?”
“Even if Chu Tianfan’s body is made of iron, under my swordsmanship, he should be cut into iron mud.”
“What about Coco, will it be unscathed?”
Completely shocked by the wind.
Holding the long sword in his hand, he froze in place, unable to believe that his attack had no effect.
“Teacher, be careful!”
When the wind was panicking, I only heard Chen Jiuzhou’s exclamation from behind.