However, he Chen is not stupid. Although he is already interested in killing Ye Fan, Ye Fan is still the master of the title. That is to say, Ye Fan has just experienced a battle of titles. At this time, he Chen is still not confident that he can get rid of Ye Fan only by his own personal strength.

Therefore, in the face of people's advice, he Chen said in a deep voice: "this Ye Fan really deserves to die!"

"To kill innocent people indiscriminately is atrocious."

"You're right. If you don't take the opportunity to get rid of it today, it will become the biggest disaster for me to inflame xiawu road in the future."

"However, although this young generation is at the end of its tether at this time, it is not stiff for a hundred footed insect to die."

"If you want to kill him, I'm far behind."

"We must work together to wipe out the younger generation with thousands of efforts."

He Chen's words can be said to be echoed.

In a moment, all the people present responded.

"Good!"

"We work together ~"

"kill the thief!"

"Do things for heaven!"

Whoosh ~

all of a sudden, several figures rose from the crowd.

When the storm swept through, a series of moves began to gather under the people.

"Wave legs!"

...

"fengxingquan ~"

...

"Wuji sword ~"

...

"mantis claw ~"

...

or fist or palm, or chop or chop.

All kinds of attacks were released without reservation.

It can be said that the eight immortals cross the sea, showing their magic power!

In order to kill Ye Fan, these people are also fighting, one by one their own skills, all use out.

The whole west lake is boiling like boiling water.

In front of these people, perhaps alone out, each person's strength is not strong enough.

But what about when ten people, a hundred people get together?

As the saying goes, a hundred rivers make a sea, and a single fire starts a prairie fire.

When countless weak people gather together, natural also can burst out incomparably majestic strength.

In the crowd after the attack, the crowd of hechen, also no longer hesitated.

His brows and eyes are cold and his old eyes are like torches.

In the field of elixir, there is energy gathering.

Within the muscles and veins, there is Qi and blood galloping.

Infinite power, began to gather toward its palm.

The whole person is just like a strong bow gradually opening.

Until the end, the full moon.

"Overlord God's palm!"

Bang ~

a deep explosion can be said to be a great surprise.

It will be released in an instant.

In the distance, Chu Wenfei and others saw a majestic palm print sweeping out.

Until they come together with the attack of the crowd.

As the saying goes, quantitative change causes qualitative change.

With so many people working together, the countless attacks converged and formed a huge energy storm.

Like a wild beast, he roared and roared in the direction of Ye Fan.

Along the way, the wind and cloud roll, the rock avalanche.

The whole west lake was almost overturned.

"This ~"

"this..."

looking at such a terrible scene in front of them, Chu Wenfei, Yang Zijiang and others were completely shocked.

In the eyebrow eye, is full of shock color.

It's hard for them to imagine that this kind of scene which only appears in the movies on weekdays can be seen by their own eyes today.

The original manpower, can be so powerful?

Chu Wenfei and his colleagues only felt that their world outlook over the past decades was fragmented at this moment!

However, when Chu Wenfei and others were shocked, only he Yurou clenched his little hand and looked at the front without blinking her beautiful eyes. Her eyebrows were full of worry.

She did not know, in the face of so many people's attack, Ye Fan can still withstand?