Chapter 1814

Bang ~

the moment the words fell, Ye Fan stepped on the heaven and earth and rose to the sky.

In the field of elixir, yundao Tianjue's skill is running wildly.

On the top of Mount Fuji, the power of heaven and earth converges in the direction of Ye Fan.

Everyone saw that Ye Fan's body expanded at the speed visible to the naked eye.

In that case, it is like a strong bow that is gradually stretched, and the surging force is like the convergence of tides.

Until the end, all kinds of prestige, a burst!

Bang ~

cover the sky with one hand and hit it instantly.

Endless palm wind, sweeping across Tianhe.

In this way, people can only see that Ye Fan's hand print of covering the sky is severely patted on the tornado made by the eight people of Sanshen Pavilion.

Yoshimoto believes that this time they can hold on for a while longer.

But obviously, they think too much.

This time, their standoff was even shorter than last time.

Under Ye Fan's palm, the tornado is broken in response to the sound, and the eight people spit blood again and fly backward.

However, at the moment when ye fan is ready to directly hit the eight ants, who can think that it is at this time that Ye Fan's back is full of Qi and force.

Then, a figure, like lightning, across the sky, in a flash, it will come to Ye Fan's back. A majestic attack, with the speed of thunder, instantly cut down!!

"Master, be careful ~"

not far away, Lianggong yingyue is shocked.

Almost crying, anxious.

At the same time, Ye Fan obviously felt the fatal threat from behind.

Eyebrows and eyes immediately wrinkled, face above, rare appeared a few silk dignified.

In the face of this back attack, Ye Fan naturally can't care to pursue and kill the eight disciples of Sanshen Pavilion, but turns around and blocks in a hurry.

Bang ~

the two palms touch each other, and a deep sound is heard immediately.

Caught off guard, he sees the palm of xuzuo mingzun, which directly breaks Ye Fan's defense.

In the end, he beat Ye Fan's chest hard.

When it comes to the water, it's like the mighty water.

Ye Fan murmured, and there was blood gushing from the corners of his mouth.

"Now!"

"Second, third, let's join hands

As the saying goes, take advantage of his illness and kill him.

After seeing ye fan severely damaged by Xu Zuoming Zun, the eight disciples of Sanshen Pavilion, who had just been repulsed, made a comeback.

He resisted the injury and attacked several times, then he was released without reservation. All of them smashed at Ye Fan.

Bang Bang ~

there were eight loud noises in succession.

The eight people's attack, steadily hit Ye Fan's back.

In the middle of the kite, the sound of a broken kite flies down.

Finally, he smashed into the mountainside behind him.

The mountains and rocks rolled down, bringing heavy wind and snow.

Ye Fan was buried in the ruins like this.

There is only a little blood left here.

Under the enemy's back and belly, Ye Fan can't resist after all, and is defeated by xuzuo mingzun and others.

"Master ~"

at the moment when ye fan vomited blood and was driven into the mountainside, Lianggong yingyue could no longer control herself, and her tears flowed across her, full of sorrow.

"Mean!"

"Shameless ~"

"you attack the master, you are shameless!"

Lianggong yingyue runs, and shouts at xuzuo mingzun and others.

The miserable sound reverberates endlessly in the world, which makes the listeners moved and worried.