Chapter 2901

How powerful is Ye Fan's palm?

Just in an instant, it makes the waves roll and makes the waves surge.

The whole island in the center of the lake above the West Lake collapsed in an instant.

And those who survived before, without exception, were all under Ye Fan's palm. Together with the desert island, Ye Fan smashed his life into the bottom of the lake.

"No ~"

"no!"

...

"I am the master of Yanxia, and I am the special envoy of the temple of martial arts. How dare you kill me?"

...

before he died, he Chen, the special envoy of the temple of martial arts, had red eyes and roared at the top of his voice.

The shrill voice resounded from all directions.

However, no matter how he Chen roared, it didn't help.

Boom ~

finally, with a low boom.

Covering the sky, the palm print falls instantly.

His muscles and bones were broken and his flesh and blood were flying.

Master he Chen died on the spot.

The broken body was crushed by the water of the West Lake.

No one knows how regretful he Chen was before he died?

After all, they underestimated Ye Fan.

They thought that ye fan would surely consume a lot after the war with Lu Songliang.

Under the attack of so many people, they were defeated by Ye Fan, and there was no problem in protecting themselves.

However, he Chen never dreamed that Ye Fan's strength is so strong?

With one punch, one foot and one palm, all the people's reliance was destroyed!

If I had known that, he Chen and others would have killed him, and would never have provoked the demon in front of him?

Hoo ~

the wind is cold and the waves are numerous.

At this moment, the whole Xizi lake is full of treacherous clouds.

It's amazing. It's rolling!

And Ye Fan's remaining power in that palm is also sweeping wildly in all directions.

In the distance, he Yurou and Chu Wenfei, who had already hidden in the boat, looked at the huge waves coming in, and their eyebrows were even more desperate.

The four of them knew very well that once they were hit by this huge wave, they would be crushed to pieces just like the crushed boulder.

Ye Fan's power can't be stopped even by the strong martial arts of hechen, let alone some ordinary people?

"Really, dying?"

He Yu's eyebrows and red eyes look at the front with a little trepidation. His heart is complicated.

She just didn't expect that she would die in Ye Fan's hands.

Chu Wenfei and others are desperate and full of remorse.

They shouldn't have gotten involved.

Now it's all right. I'm in trouble.

They have done nothing, but they will fall here.

However, he Yurou and others are desperate to die.

All of a sudden, a green momentum swept over, and then formed a strong gas barrier in front of he Yurou and others, protecting them steadily.

No matter how big the wind and rain is, they have not shaken the barrier.

"Are we not dead?"

"Saved?"

After a long time, the storm stopped.

Yang Zijiang and other four people, excited to shout.

Only he Yurou looks up.

There is a young man standing in the sky.

Behind it is a sea of clouds.

At the foot, there is the West Lake.

His face was majestic, and his eyes were deep and distant.

The ethereal appearance is just like the nine immortals in the world.

Looking at it from afar, it makes people feel like walking on thin ice and facing mountains, which makes people feel endlessly submissive and kneeling.

As for the young man, the original island in the middle of the lake has disappeared, leaving only a vast sea of lakes.

Above, there is blood flowing, there are stumps floating.

The scene of bloody terror can be described as shocking!

Who would have thought that a few hours ago, it was still a very lively ceremony, but now it has become a scene of purgatory.