Chapter 2720

In the gully, there are dozens of people who are smashed into flesh by Ye Fan's fist.

Those people, even before they could scream, died here.

Red blood and broken flesh and blood, like a stream in general, gurgling in the ravines.

"This ~"

"this... This..."

the scene in front of us shocked the public again.

Everyone was stunned. Their eyes were full of fear, looking at the mud and blood all over the ground. Then, a strong fear and fright swept out of their hearts.

"Devil ~"

"he is a devil!"

"It's a demon who kills people without blinking an eye ~"

...

"escape ~"

"escape!"

...

below, on the earth, there were people crying and some were howling.

Ye Fan's ruthlessness is undoubtedly frightening them out of their wits.

They did not think that ye fan should be so cruel!

One blow killed so many people.

Why did he do it?

Is he not afraid of retribution?

However, Ye Fan's attack came again just in the panic of the people.

"The third move, the sky shaking seal!"

In the words of the forest, a palm print covering the sky converges again.

The terrible power was even stronger than before.

The towering palm print is more powerful than the fist power!

Until this time, people realized that Ye Fan wanted to kill all the powerful in their countries.

"Madman.."

"he is a madman ~"

some cry, some wail, some lament.

In that desolate word, is regret, is fear, or resentment.

They were crying, they were crying, they were running in all directions.

But it's no use.

Under Ye Fan's huge palm, each life is like a ball. Under Ye Fan's hand, they explode.

Red blood, shooting in all directions.

Dyed red this day, dyed red this land, also dyed red the thousands of plants.

For a moment, the sky and earth here, as if under a bloody rain.

However, the fighting did not stop, and Ye Fan's killing continued.

He is like a ghost who is dying, waving a sickle, harvesting life crazily.

In front of this young man, these famous martial arts masters, a strong one, just like grass and mustard, were wantonly harvested and slaughtered by him.

Perhaps, here gathered the strong men of various countries.

Maybe there are hundreds of people here.

However, for ye fan, it is like no man's land.

There was no resistance, no fighting, only one-sided killing.

One by one, one by one, the curtain of blood exploded.

Bloody and cruel scene, like purgatory in general, not live here.

If ordinary people, to see the scene in front of them, I'm afraid that they would be shocked.

Ye Fan, however, is expressionless and enjoys his own feast.

In just a few breaths, nearly a hundred of the powerful men of various countries gathered here, but at this time, there were only less than 20 left.

Under Ye Fan's authority, the survivors are no longer fleeing, no longer resisting, but kneeling on the ground in fear, facing Ye Fan and begging for mercy.

"Ye... Ye... Ye... Master, spare your life ~"

"we have no eyes ~"

"it is we who do not know whether to die or not and offend you."

"We are wrong. We deserve to die."

"But I'm still young, my youngest son is just full moon, my mother still wants me to support me, and my wife is still waiting for me to return to China ~"

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