Like a rapid drumbeat, punch after punch, blow after blow.

At first, Wang Yuehe could block with his arms, but later, Wang Yuehe's arm was smashed open by Ye Fan, revealing Wang Yuehe's face.

Ye Fan was naturally merciless, and the punch in his hand fell without reservation.

Just like that, under Ye Fan's stormy power, Wang Yuehe was completely blinded by Ye Fan.

Bang bang bang~

The deafening sound echoed endlessly, and Wangyuehe was beaten back by Ye Fan.

Until the end, Ye Fan stepped into the sky and kicked Wangyue River directly out of Dongchang Lake.

Bang~

There was a loud noise.

A pavilion in the distance collapsed suddenly.

Gravel and dust are everywhere.

Wangyuehe's entire body was directly buried in the rubble.

As the Wangyue River fell, the world and the world immediately became quiet.

As far as the eye can see, there is deathly silence, except for the violent wind and snow.

Everyone was shocked and silent!

In his mind, only the majestic figure of Ye Fan who dominated the world just now was left.

"This this..."

"Is this... so strong?"

....

"Then the Sword God Wangyuehe, just like that, defeated... defeated?"

After a long time, there were waves of gasping sounds.

Everyone was trembling.

Who would have thought that Ye Fan, who was at a disadvantage just now, would turn against the wind in just an instant and directly defeat the sword god Wang Yuehe.

"How can this be?"

"Then Ye Fan, a door-to-door son-in-law, how can he be so strong?"

Chu Wenfei simply couldn't believe his eyes.

But among the crowd, there are still a few experts with good eyesight.

They looked at the direction where Wang Yuehe fell and shook their heads: "No, it's too early to talk about victory or defeat now."

Bang~

Sure enough, the moment their words fell, the ruins in front of them exploded.

A tall figure immediately rushed out from the ruins.

Shockingly, it was Wang Yuehe who was beaten up by Ye Fan just now!

However, at this time, Wangyue River was in an extremely miserable state.

There were blood stains on the gray robe, and even some places were scratched by gravel.

What was even more unbearable to look at was the large bruise on his forehead.

The corners of the mouth and eye circles were even more red and swollen.

The whole head looks like a pig's head.

It makes people laugh a lot when they look at it.

Many people couldn't help it and burst out laughing.

That harsh laughter made Wangyuehe feel embarrassed and extremely angry.

With a wave of his sleeves and robe, he shot out a blast of energy, and the boulders by the river exploded into pieces.

"Whoever laughs again will die like this!"

Angry shouts resounded in all directions.

In an instant, everyone was so frightened that they took a few steps back, and their faces became a little defeated.

From then on, no one dared to laugh again.

However, if others dare not laugh, Ye Fan has no scruples.

"I never expected that the mighty Japanese swordsman would also deceive himself and others."

"If you don't make people laugh, will the injury on your face be healed?"

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, with a faint tone, shouting an inexplicable sarcasm.

At this time, when Suang Gong Yingyue saw Wang Yuehe's face, her beautiful eyes trembled and she whispered: "Teacher, are you...are you okay?"

"Bad words!"

Faced with Suzumiya Yingyue's concern, Wangyuehe became even more angry: "What can happen to me, the mighty Sword God of Japan? What can happen to me?"

After scolding Liang Gong Yingyue, Wang Yuehe's cold gaze fell on Mark again.
Chapter completed!