He didn't use Yingfeng Liubu to maneuver around slowly. There were too many martial alliance disciples around him. If he didn't confront them head-on, they would be affected and unlucky.

Facing Ye Fan's thunderous blow, Miyamoto Taimamo didn't have any emotional ups and downs and still stepped forward unhurriedly.

"too weak."

When Ye Fan rushed to a distance of three meters, he waved his left hand casually.

In an instant, shadows of flowing clouds appeared around Ye Fan.

These silhouettes instantly overwhelmed the spear.

Indirectly, a sword-like silhouette shot out from Miyamoto's right hand.

"boom!"

The long sleeves hit the spear, and countless flowing shadows exploded.

Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru stood there, calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!