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Chapter 3230 like a pig and dog

Who can believe that the five great masters are so powerful?

But under Ye Fan, he was like a pig or a dog.

In just a few breaths, Ye Fan lost four people in a row.

It is as powerful as the autumn wind sweeping through the fallen leaves, and like boiling oil melting away the remaining snow.

I thought this would be a fierce battle, but who could have imagined that it would turn out to be a crushing battle.

Yes, it was just crushing, not even fighting, it was completely one-sided brutality.

Meng Wanyu never thought in her wildest dreams that the heartless man in front of her and the young man of similar age in front of her could be so powerful.

Defeating a master is like defeating a dog?

At this moment, Ye Fan's majestic power undoubtedly shocked everyone and shattered all Yan Buping's fighting spirit.

At this time, Yan Buping, the old and powerful man with the number one master, almost had his three souls and six souls scared away by Ye Fan.

All the arrogance and disrespect just now disappeared in an instant after witnessing Ye Fan's power.

He was really frightened out of his wits.

There is no longer any thought in my heart of being an enemy of Ye Fan.

Especially when Ye Fan looked over, the last courage in Yan Buping's heart was completely frightened away.

Plop ~

The most respected and respected master in the hot summer, Lao Pailao, was spread out on the ground.

With an extremely frightened voice and an extremely humble tone, he begged Ye Fan: "Master Wu... Wushuang, please... please stop the war."

"I...we are guilty."

"Please...please stop the fighting~"

"No... don't, yes... kill them all..."

"They are all... important ministers of the country~"

"Just...just think of it as...for the country~"

Yan Buping's face was filled with sadness, his face was pale and lifeless.

Lying on the ground, full of fear and pleading, he kept repeating.

Nowadays, Yan Buping no longer addresses Ye Fan as junior, or as Shuzi, and he no longer dares to call him by his first name, but instead calls him respectfully, Master Wushuang.

How arrogant they were before, how humble they are now in front of Mark.

At this time, Ye Fan had already arrived in front of Yan Buping.

He was condescending, with indifferent eyes, like looking down at ants, looking down at the embarrassed old master at his feet.

"An important minister of the country?"

"For the country?"

"Hahaha~"

"A good one for the country."

Ye Fan was immediately amused by these unflattering words.

He laughed, his words full of sarcasm.

"What you said is really high-sounding."

"However, I think you are acting for the country, but living for yourself is true."

"Even when I'm about to die, I'm still here fishing for fame."

"With hypocritical and pedantic people like you, who are important ministers of the country, it's no wonder that Yanxia martial arts has made no progress in fifty years!"

"If you don't get rid of these moths, how can our Yanxia martial arts be revived? How can our Yanxia nation be great?"

Ye Fan's raging words made a clanging sound just like gold and stone falling to the ground.

In just a few words, Yan Buping was scolded, his face turned red, he lowered his head in fear and did not dare to speak.

Just as Ye Fan said, what he just said is false for the country and the people, but to live for himself is true.

After all, he doesn't want to die yet.

I still have a loving wife at home, sons and daughters-in-law, countless filial sons and virtuous grandchildren, and I want to enjoy the happiness of a family.

He really didn't live enough and he didn't want to die so early.

However, it would undoubtedly be extremely embarrassing to directly ask Ye Fan to spare his life.

Therefore, if he was not fair, he said that for the sake of the country, he asked Ye Fan to spare his life.

"I, the nine states of Yanxia, ​​have hundreds of millions of people."

"You are a bunch of ants, what do you mean to the country and the people?"

"Buying fame and reputation, relying on the strong to bully the weak, and extremely pedantic."

"For the sake of the country, are you worthy?"

Ye Fan roared angrily, and then slapped him down with a palm.

Pfft~

Yan Buping was seriously injured, and blood mixed with internal organ fragments spurted out.

In the end, his body weighing hundreds of kilograms was smashed thousands of meters away by Ye Fan's palm.

It slid along the lake for a long way and finally sank to the bottom.
Chapter completed!
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