"Treading Palm!"

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"Thunder Sword~"

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"Six awns slash~"

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Just like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers.

The strong men from all countries all used their special skills.

Everyone used almost all killing moves.

As the saying goes, when a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength.

Even though they have a large number of people, they still dare not slack off or underestimate the enemy in the face of Ye Fan.

After all, Ye Fan is a titled master.

Although he was seriously injured, a tiger is still a tiger without its fangs. If you are not careful, it is very likely that the boat will capsize in the ditch.

Therefore, of course, no one dares to be careless.

Just like that, as everyone took action together, the world here was undoubtedly like boiling water, boiling violently.

Those thousands of attacks are like rivers and lakes, converging into streams, and hundreds of rivers becoming seas.

The power it brought could be described as shaking the world.

Just the residual power that spilled out caused the earth to crack and the mountains and rivers to shatter.

Within a hundred meters, those towering trees, under this powerful force, were like falling glass, shattering and falling into pieces.

As for the tent where everyone had been drinking, it was even more severely affected and was uprooted. The wine jars inside also exploded with a roar.

The mellow strong wine flowed all over the ground with the strong wind.

"My wine~"

"My wine."

"This is all money~"

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"You bastards, you guys who have been stabbed a thousand times, stay away from the fight."

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Seeing the wine jar exploding in front of his eyes, the old man with the white beard was bleeding from his heart.

"Depend on!"

"Grandpa, how long has it been since then, and I still care about your wine?"

"Let's go quickly."

"Otherwise, both of us will be blown up together like the wine jar~"

Seeing that her grandfather was still thinking about the drink at the critical moment of life and death, the little girl was angry and anxious.

While complaining, he pulled his grandfather and fled away into the distance as if he was flying.

At this time, everyone's attacks had gathered together, and they were only a few meters away from Ye Fan.

In just a few seconds, they would see Ye Fan disappear in their combined attack.

"Haha~"

"Die!"

"What I, the King of Yin, have not been able to do, I, Lei Luo, will do."

...

"Stupid guy."

"The road to survival must be the road to death."

"Isn't it good to hand over the treasure obediently?"

"It's okay now, even gods can't save you."

Looking at the young man who was already trapped in a tight siege and at the end of his road, some people laughed ferociously, some sneered, and some whispered disdainfully.

Phew~

The wind is roaring and the clouds are shaking.

Who would have thought that in an instant, Ye Fan would be in a desperate situation and be targeted by thousands of people.

However, Lei Luo and others thought that they would see Ye Fan's desperate struggle and hear his sad roar.

However, they were disappointed.

Even if he is in a desperate situation, even if he is at the end of his rope, this young man is still calm.

He always stood there quietly, with a handsome face showing no joy or sadness.

There was no fear, no despair, and no crying.

In some cases, there is only blood all over the body and indifference in the eyes.

Finally, when everyone's attacks were about to fall, the young man raised his head.

He looked at the sky, at the sea of ​​clouds, at all living things, at the ants and mortal world, and then, his faint laughter, like a rolling thunder, penetrated through the ages and resounded throughout the world.
Chapter completed!