Inspired by the two major body-refining martial arts, Dragon God Body and Thunder Dragon Body.

Ye Fan's body is the sharpest sword in the world.

One punch would smash one piece, and one kick would kill a group of them.

One after another people fell.

One master after another falls!

Who would have thought that this originally festive place would turn into a Shura field for warriors from all over the world, and a burial ground for countless strong men.

Yueyao, Nuoya and the others, who were watching the battle from a distance, were completely stunned.

The two women were stunned on the spot, with endless shock in their beautiful eyes!

Before their loss, I was still anxious and worried about Ye Fan's safety.

But now it seems that they underestimated this man after all!

There was no suspense in this battle from the beginning.

No, this shouldn't be called a battle.

This is a complete massacre!

Ye Fan is a butcher wielding a sword, and those powerful and powerful masters are the pigs and dogs under Ye Fan's sword.

Under Ye Fan, they had no other destination other than suffering death.

Bang!

Another punch fell.

The terrifying punch force blew the heads of twelve martial arts masters.

Blood spread everywhere like rain.

And those miserable screams were the result of the battle under the rain.

What a feast!

A massacre feast that only belongs to Ye Fan!

Years of forbearance and humiliation ushered in the most heartfelt explosion at this moment.

Ye Fan, who was in the midst of the massacre, did not show any emotion.

His face was cold and calm.

It seemed that what fell by his hands was not the same life as him.

But a swarm of ants and a handful of dust!

They're just ants, just crush them.

Before his eyes, nearly a hundred powerful masters had died.

The remaining survivors are all desperate!

Panic, screams, despair, and regret filled everyone's hearts.

They didn't escape again.

They also know that they cannot escape in the face of a god-like power.

Ke Zhe knelt down, and the Truman elder also knelt down.

The few remaining strong masters all knelt down in front of Ye Fan.

They looked frightened and turned pale.

There was flesh and blood flowing around them, and they were stained with the blood of countless colleagues.

Tears mixed with snot flowed down uncontrollably.

Looking at the purgatory-like scene around them, Ke Zhe and the others felt nothing but fear and endless regret in their hearts.

They never imagined that a moment of greed would bring disaster to the global martial arts community.

They never thought that the man named Chu Tianfan in front of them could be so ruthless!

Literally killed them all.

These are more than a hundred strong men.

Although the people present today are not the strongest martial arts forces in each country, they are definitely the mainstay.

And now, it's all over!

All dead...

However, they, the living people, don’t want to die yet.

They all knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Ye Fan and begging for mercy like the most devout believers.

"Lord Chu Tianfan..."

"We were wrong..."

"Please, spare us."

"We don't want to die..."

"I have an eighty-year-old mother above me, and an infant child below me..."

"My wife's legs are paralyzed and there is no one to take care of her..."

"My whole family is doomed..."

....

"Lord Chu Tianfan, please..."

"Let us go..."

"We swear that we will never be enemies with Mr. Chu Tianfan again..."

....

"From now on, you will be our father, our God, and our faith..."

"We hope to worship you from generation to generation..."

....

Everyone was frightened and defeated, and they knelt down and begged for mercy.

I burst into tears, all the time.

But, it's too late.

Who doesn’t have a wife and children below and an old mother above?

When they surrounded Ye Fan, they never cared about the relatives whom Ye Fan wanted to support.

And how could Ye Fan feel kind because of these?

They are all adults.

When you kill people, you should feel the despair of being killed!

Everyone should bear all possible responsibilities for their own actions!

So, there is no hesitation.

Ye Fan slapped his palm and took it directly!

Seeing the palm that covered the sky and the sun, all those kneeling on the ground were filled with despair and regret, and wept bitterly.

"Fengtian, King Foluo, I will kill your eight generations of ancestors!"

"I...I hate it!"

Many people looked up to the sky, wept, and cursed in despair.
Chapter completed!