Chapter 1817

Finally, with Ye Fan getting closer to Xu Zuo mingzun and others, Ye Fan's momentum also reached an extreme at this time.

That kind of feeling, just like a king of a generation, standing here, looking down on the world!

Then, a peerless burst of drink, like a stone, swept across the four sides.

"Ants, how do you stand in front of you

"I, Chu Tianfan, are the Lord of the Dragon God. I should be invincible in the world."

"Suppress, all enemies!"

Under nine days, only Ye Fan stands aloof.

His face is cool and cool.

What?

"Lord of the Dragon God?"

"Still invincible?"

"And suppress all enemies!"

"I'll go to NIMA."

"Did you pretend to be forced?"

However, hearing Ye Fan's words, the eight disciples of Sanshen Pavilion all sneer and scold.

That pair of double look at Ye Fan's eyes, like looking at idiots in general.

They live half a life, or the first time to see ye fan so can pretend to force people.

"A rotten boy at the end of his tether."

"Why do you have the confidence to make such a fuss here?"

"Die for me!"

In the roar of abuse, the eight disciples of the three gods Pavilion rushed out again.

The mighty power swept over the country, and all kinds of attacks sprang up.

Once again, they attack Ye Fan.

They don't believe it. Can ye fan, who has suffered heavy damage, still turn the sky?

"Magic sword technique!"

...

"Yin Yang finger ~"

...

"split flame palm!"

As the saying goes, the eight immortals cross the sea and each shows his or her magic power.

In the blink of an eye, the eight men's offensive has swept out.

This time, to be on the safe side, Xu Zuo mingzun didn't just look at it, and even followed him.

People see, originally Wei Ran does not move Xu Zuo mingzun, step on the earth, jump up.

The body shape is as fast as a rainbow.

He is worthy of being the second leader of the Sanshen Pavilion and the second strongest one in Japan. His speed alone is almost unmatched.

"Must assist the divine arts, snow kill!"

On the top of Fuji mountain, he must assist mingzun with his hands pinching Jue. His whole body is powerful and his mouth is full of words.

Then, a low drink!

Whoosh ~

as soon as his words fell, there was a raging storm on the top of Mount Fuji, with snow all over the sky.

Moreover, under the call of xuzuo mingzun, the snow that swept the world was as hard as steel and as sharp as a sword.

At the end of the day, the snowflakes, like thousands of swords, slashed toward Ye Fan.

The surging sword spirit is like a sword weaving a sword net. Ye Fan is surrounded by 360 degrees without dead angle.

However, in the face of this surging sea of general momentum, Ye Fan is not afraid.

He didn't flinch, he didn't dodge.

There is no word "retreat" in Ye Fan's dictionary.

If the enemy cuts me with his sword, I will return with blood!

Tooth for tooth, eye for eye!!

In this way, in the trembling and frightened eyes of the people, they saw Ye Fan stepping on the heaven and earth and rising into the air.

Thin body, but almost have the power to shake the world.

Stepping on the sky, almost even the Star River is crushed by it!

At the same time, a majestic and ethereal sound seems to be sweeping from the depths of the star river.

"Yundao Tianjue, the first move"

"Yunyang kick!"

Bang ~

between Tianhe, Ye Fan stepped down.

The power of Wanjun is close to breaking the sky.

In this way, Ye Fan's one foot directly broke the joint attack of the eight people in the Sanshen Pavilion.

Moreover, the remaining potential does not reduce, mercilessly kicks in a person's chest.

How strong is Ye Fan's power?

Everyone saw that one of them was kicked by Ye Fan, and he even cut bean curd with a knife, and the sternum was directly exploded.

Broken bones and muscles, viscera mixed with blood spilled long days!