"White Tiger Po!"

Under the Tianhe River, everyone heard Lan Xing shouting lowly and immediately struck out with a majestic palm.

The violent force set off waves of wind and waves, sweeping towards where Ye Fan was.

Of course, with Lan Xing taking the lead in attacking, others were also unequivocal.

Han Ping shook hands into fists, and his overwhelming power gathered in one place, suddenly bursting out.

"Thunderstorm Fist!"

Bang~

When the fist force fell, the heaven and earth here immediately exploded with sound.

Immediately afterwards, an unstoppable punch hit Ye Fan crazily!

"Shadowless legs!"

Zhu Rong finally caught up, put his feet on the ground, and flew up.

One strike on Foshan's shadowless leg immediately revealed itself to the world.

The three instructors all attacked together, and the force of thunder was overwhelming.

The majesty brought about was like an ocean storm, sweeping across the entire Jiangbei defense zone.

"I'm going!"

"Is this the majesty of a chief instructor?"

"As expected, he is fierce and domineering, and his skills are extraordinary!"

As these three instructors took action together, the power they displayed made all the soldiers in the defense area tremble with fear and sigh with emotion.

Many people even showed their eyes full of respect and admiration.

"It looks like that brat is finished."

"The three major instructors all took action to measure his extraordinary talent and world-shaking cultivation. Faced with the siege of the three major instructors, he is bound to be doomed!"

While everyone was cheering for instructor Han Pingping's strength, many people were gloating and smiling, looking at Ye Fan as if they were seeing a dead body.

Thinking about it, in their opinion, at this time, Ye Fan, faced with the encirclement of three major instructors, had only one ending, and that was death!

"Instructor Han, don't beat him to death directly, give me a breath."

Not far away, Lin Qinghe, who was watching the battle below, shouted with a ferocious smile in his eyes. His old face was filled with a wanton look of revenge.

Of course, when he asked Han Ping to spare Ye Fan's life, it was not because his conscience revealed that he wanted to spare Ye Fan's death.

But, he didn't want Ye Fan to die so easily!

His best friend died at the hands of Ye Fan, and even his son was beaten into a disability because of Ye Fan.

Even the Flying Eagle Team, which he regarded as his glory and pride, was defeated by Ye Fan's Qinglong.

Almost all of his hard work was lost in Ye Fan's hands.

Under the old and new grudges, Lin Qinghe hated Ye Fan deeply.

Even if Ye Fan died, he would have to be tortured to death.

"You brat, I'm going to make you regret for what you've done!"

Lin Qinghe's eyebrows were red, and he clenched his palms tightly. Out of resentment, his fingertips almost sank deeply into his flesh and blood, and a resentful voice sounded quietly.

At this time, the attack from Han Ping and others had already arrived in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan, who had been silent until he saw Han Ping and others' offensive, shook his head and chuckled: "A firefly dares to compete with the bright moon!"

"That's fine."

"Today, I, Ye Fan, will show you the true majesty of this Dragon Lord!"

After the words fell, Ye Fan's eyebrows suddenly turned cold.

The next moment, a violent storm started, and Ye Fan's power immediately exploded.

Under the dantian, Yundao Tianjue surged crazily.

In the veins, rich Yuan Power surges like dragon, thunder and fire.

In just an instant, Ye Fan's aura increased several times.

Until the end, like a dragon and a rainbow!

The terrifying power, centered on where Ye Fan stood, swept across all directions.

Wherever they passed along the way, flying sand was thrown up all over the ground, and fallen leaves were rolled up all over the sky.

"This...this..."

"What a strong momentum!"

After feeling this power, many people changed their minds.

Even Han Ping and the others looked slightly trembling.

They suddenly realized that if they could train people like Qinglong, would this Ye Fan be an ordinary person?

However, there is no turning back once the bow is fired!

Now that everything has collapsed, they have no choice but to fight to the death.

Thinking of this, Han Ping and others' offensive became a little fiercer again!

Bang~

At this time, there was a sudden roar ahead.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the young man in front of him rising into the air with his feet firmly on the ground.

His palms are in the sky and his feet are cracked on the ground.

His strong body looks like a roc spreading its wings.

With one leap, he arrived in front of Lan Xing.

Then, in Lan Xing's shocked and violent eyes, he saw the mighty Ye Fan, and stepped down on Lan Xing below.

"Yundao Tianjue."

"First move, Yunyang Kick!"

Bang~

I just heard the sound explode, and the majestic energy almost shattered the void.

Under Ye Fan's kick, Lan Xing's attack was instantly defeated, and his palm was kicked into two pieces by Ye Fan.

Flesh and blood exploded in the air, and blood soaked the heaven and earth.

Moreover, Ye Fan's kick, after breaking Lan Xing's arm, continued unabated, and finally stepped hard on Lan Xing's shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, amid a crackling sound, half of Lan Xing's shoulder collapsed.

As if the top of a mountain had been cut off, shrill screams accompanied by bright red blood filled the air in all directions.

Finally, amid heart-rending howls, Lan Xing's body flew across the sky and the earth, flew directly a thousand meters, and crashed to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

"Lan Xing?"

"Son of a bitch!"

"How dare you be so cruel?"

"You deserve to die!"

Seeing that in the blink of an eye, Lan Xing suffered heavy injuries and was kicked a thousand meters by Ye Fan, Zhu Rong's eyes turned red and he cursed viciously at Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan heard this, he chuckled.

"Don't worry, you are next!"

Amidst the sneer, Ye Fan retracted his legs and feet. Then he curled up his hands, and infinite power condensed on his palms.

All kinds of power, suddenly unleashed in an instant!

"The second move of Yundao Tianjue, fierce mountain collapse!"

Boom~

What kind of boxing technique is that? It's just like a mountain falling from the sky, and the stars in the sky are hanging on the top of the mountain.

How majestic it is, like the earth collapsing and the mountain destroying the strong man to death, and then the stone stacks on the ladder to the sky are connected together.

The moment Ye Fan's fist fell, the sound of sonic boom was like thunder rolling across the sky.

At that moment, Zhu Rong was stunned.

I don't know why, but the moment he saw Ye Fan's boxing skills, there was no sky or earth in his eyes, only Ye Fan's majesty was left!

There was no blockage at all. Under Ye Fan's punch, any of Zhu Rong's attacks collapsed instantly like a chicken or a dog.
To be continued...