That night, on the Yanshan airport, a plane will face the night, into the void.

Hoo ~

the wings of a butterfly tear through the void, so fast that they are born in the night and pull out many illusions.

In the cabin, the God of war has cold eyebrows and sharp eyes.

But at this time, far away in the American continent, it is still dusk.

The red sun wheel is hanging high above the sky.

The dazzling red, like the blood shed by the setting sun.

Looking down from the sky, the vast Amazon rainforest, just like a wild beast, stretches across this ancient land.

At this time, those daytime animals also began to return to their nests to rest.

After a day's hustle and bustle, the rain forest ushered in a brief calm.

Manaus, the nearest city to the rainforest, has also entered the night life ahead of time.

Pedestrians come and go, some are just off work citizens, some are students coming home from school, and some tourists come to experience the exotic customs.

Everything is so quiet and peaceful.

However, the citizens living here do not know what kind of war is going on in the place thousands of miles away from them.

Deep in the rain forest, on the island in the middle of the lake.

The battle between Ye Fan and the king of India burning the sky has undoubtedly started.

Before the battle began, people only felt that ye fan was a madman and an idiot who did not know what to do.

With his strength, he will not be able to hold a move under the king of India.

However, the fact is beyond people's expectation.

Ye Fan not only blocked the first wave of the Indian King's attack, but also did not fall behind.

"This... This..."

"how is this possible?"

"How can this young man in the hot summer be able to block the prestige of the title?"

"Does he have the power to be a master?"

At this moment, many people are already confused.

Staring at him, I couldn't believe that he could fight against the king of India, but he didn't fall behind.

You know, at Ye Fan's age, he has the power of a master. In the world of martial arts and Taoism, it is extremely rare. He is a genius evil spirit that can not be found for a hundred years.

If ye fan is a master again, it can be said that he is a monster.

"No way!"

"Ye Fan can never be a grand master."

"At his age, he has been practicing martial arts since he was born. It is the limit that he can become a master. How can he still be a title?"

"What's more, none of the six pillars in the temple of martial arts in Yan Xia is Ye Fan."

"He is by no means a master."

"It must have been the king of India who was careless in belittling the enemy and spared no effort to let this bastard escape."

"But if he can hide for a while, how can he hide all his life?"

"Wait, then the king of India will be serious."

"Under the title, they are all mole ants."

"Within the three moves, Lord Tianwang, you will certainly break the Yellow mouthed child into pieces!"

At a time when the people were puzzled, the Indian warrior Rallow said coldly.

He clenched his teeth and clenched his hands. His venomous eyes stare at Ye Fan like a poisonous snake.

He never believed that a young man would be a master.

What's more, he doesn't believe that a person can reach a height that they can't reach in their whole life in 20 years.

Therefore, the only answer is that the king of India burned the sky with no effort.

"That's right. The king of India must have underestimated the enemy."

"I also don't think that ye fan can be a grand master."

"Twenty year old title?"

"Maybe."

"No way!"

"The cultivation of martial arts pays attention to the details, and even the genius of evil spirits needs to accumulate day and night to break the shackles and break into the master."