How powerful is the power of Ye Fan's palm?

In just an instant, the stormy waves rolled and huge waves surged into the sky.

The entire island in the middle of the West Lake collapsed in an instant.

The warriors who had survived before, without exception, were all under the palm of Ye Fan, and together with the deserted island, they were all thrown into the bottom of the lake by Ye Fan.

"No~"

"don't want!"

.....

"I am Grandmaster Yanxia, ​​and I am the special envoy of the Martial Temple. How dare you kill me?"

.....

Before dying, He Chen, the special envoy of the Temple of Martial Arts, had red eyes and roared at the top of his lungs.

The shrill sound resounded in all directions.

However, no matter how He Chen roared, it would not help.

Boom~

Finally, there was a low roar.

The palm prints covering the sky fell instantly.

Muscles and bones were broken, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Grandmaster He Chen died suddenly on the spot.

The broken body was smashed into pieces by the water of the West Lake.

No one knows how much regret He Chen felt in his heart before he died.

After all, they still underestimated Ye Fan.

They thought that after experiencing the battle with Lu Songliang, Ye Fan must have consumed a lot of money.

With so many of them attacking together, even if they were defeated by Ye Fan, there would be no problem in protecting themselves.

However, He Chen never dreamed that Ye Fan was so powerful?

With one punch, one kick and one palm, everything everyone relied on was destroyed!

If they had known this earlier, it is estimated that even if He Chen and others were beaten to death, they would never provoke the devil in front of them, right?

Phew~

The cold wind was biting and it stirred up thousands of waves.

At this moment, the entire West Lake was in turmoil.

Shocking waves, rolling endlessly!

And the residual power contained in Ye Fan's palm was still sweeping crazily in all directions.

He Yurou and Chu Wenfei, who had already hid on the boat in the distance, looked at the oncoming huge waves with despair in their eyes.

The four of them knew very well that once they were hit by this huge wave, they would be shattered into pieces like the shattered boulder.

Even martial arts experts like He Chen and the others couldn't stop Ye Fan's power, let alone a few of them mortals?

"Really, are you going to die?"

He Yurou's eyebrows were red, and she looked ahead with a hint of fear, feeling complicated in her heart.

She just didn't expect that she would die in Mark's hands.

Chu Wenfei and others were even more desperate and filled with regret.

They shouldn't have sneaked in in the first place.

It's better now, but I suffered the disaster of Chiyu.

Even though they have done nothing, they are going to die here.

However, just when He Yurou and others were desperate and waiting to die.

Suddenly, a green light of energy swept over, and immediately formed a barrier of energy in front of He Yurou and others, firmly protecting the four of them.

No matter how strong the wind and rain hit this barrier, it didn't shake it at all.

"I...are we not dead?"

"Saved?"

After a long time, the storm subsided.

Yang Zijiang and the other four people survived, shouting excitedly.

Only He Yurou looked up.

Wherever I saw the Tianhe River, there was a young man standing proudly.

Behind the scenes, there is a sea of ​​clouds billowing.

At your feet, water from the West Lake surges.

His expression was majestic, and his pupils were deep and distant.

His ethereal appearance is just like that of the Nine Heavenly Immortal Lord who has been banished to the mortal world.

Looking at it from a distance, it makes people feel like they are walking on thin ice while standing on a mountain, and they feel endless surrender and worship.

As for the island in front of the young man, the original island in the middle of the lake has disappeared, leaving only a vast lake.

Above, there was blood flowing across it and stumps of limbs fluttering.

The bloody and terrifying scene is shocking!

Who would have thought that a few hours ago, it was a lively title-closing ceremony, but now it has completely turned into a scene of purgatory.

The two masters were all beheaded.

One person was nailed to a stone pillar by Ye Fan with a sword, and now his body has sunk to the bottom of the lake.

The other one's fate was even more miserable. His whole body was beaten to pieces by Ye Fan, and he was crushed into a pulp with one palm!

In just half a day, one call and one master fell completely.

Not only that, but the hundreds of martial arts masters who came to the banquet were all suppressed by Ye Fan with unrivaled power and were thrown to the bottom of the lake, where they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

Ye Fan once again used his powerful and ruthless methods to show the world with his blood and life.

Grandmaster, you cannot be humiliated!

He, Ye Fan, cannot be insulted!

Phew~

Above the West Lake, the breeze is blowing.

He Yurou stood on tiptoes and watched from a distance.

He didn't know why, but he just felt that the young man under the light of the Milky Way was so dazzling.

After suppressing everyone, Ye Fan did not stay here and turned around to leave.

"Mr. Chu, please stay~"

Suddenly, a green and slightly frightened voice sounded quietly.

Ye Fan turned around and saw a beautiful and charming girl shouting to him.

"Just now, thank you very much."

He Yurou said softly, bowing slightly to thank Ye Fan.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him coldly: "I have killed so many people, are you not afraid of me? Don't you think I am a murderer who treats people like an ant and treats people like an ant for the rest of his life?"

He Yurou nodded first, then shook her head: "I'm afraid, but I'm not afraid."

"Oh?" Ye Fan chuckled, "How do you say this?"

He Yurou said seriously: "Seeing so many people die, no one will be frightened and frightened."

"But I'm not afraid of Mr. Chu."

"Because I know it's not Mr. Chu's fault."

"They were the ones who wanted to kill Mr. Chu in the first place. Now that it has ended like this, it can only be said that they overestimated their own capabilities and brought the blame upon themselves. They cannot blame anyone else."

"If Mr. Chu was really the kind of murderous devil, he wouldn't have saved us just now."

He Yurou's soft words slowly sounded above the West Lake.

After Ye Fan heard this, there were a few waves in his calm deep eyes.

He didn't expect that there were sensible people here.

"What's your name?" Ye Fan suddenly asked.
To be continued...