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For a while, everyone like Asazli, Asmontis, and Leviathan seemed to have thousands of boiling blood burning in their chests, holding a breath, and finally had a chance to vent!
"Boss!!!"
Leviathan howled loudly, and his burly body, more than two meters high, knelt on the ground like a prostration.
A rough man with blood on his face, his mouth was flattened at this moment, his face was twisted, his mouth "whooping", as if he was about to cry, forced but did not hold back, tears burst into his eyes...
They have stayed so hard until now, they have been at the end of their force. Although they have walked in the underground world for so many years, they have not feared death early, but no one wants to die so suffocated.
For them, at this moment, in addition to joy, they are even more touching!
The picture of this man appearing in front of them, standing up at a critical moment, has not been seen in five or six years...
Countless thoughts from that year flashed in their minds and before their eyes.
Ye Fan's back figure looked like a giant to them. While giving them a sense of security, it also gave them ambitions and allowed their fearless faith to continue.
Sally Ye is almost dead, and she is supported by a piece of faith until now. When she saw the figure of a man, a tear fell from the corner of her eye and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth...
Immediately, the woman closed her eyes and was completely unconscious.
But at this moment, Ye Fan stood there, but he didn't have any words.
He looked around, looked at the devastated market town, looked at the people who died tragically, the people who fell to the ground injured.
In my ears, Leviathan and others are calling from behind, and in front of me is a corpse soaked in blood...
When Ye Fan saw Mamen lying quietly on the ground, Ye Fan's gaze paused, and his pupils shrank.
And when Ye Fan saw Sally Ye who had passed out in a coma by the corner of the wall, and saw the woman's broken arm wound... Ye Fan's body trembled!
Ye Fan took a deep breath, a violent, horrible breath of horror on his body, like a flood bursting out of the bank!
Standing there alone, it was as if the shadow of a huge demon enveloped the entire market town.
This is a kind of murderous aura that dominates the world after killing many people and not knowing how much blood is involved.
In the past few years, Ye Fan gradually lost his breath, forgetting the bloodthirsty years of the battlefield.
But today, he found that he couldn't control it anymore!
To be precise, he no longer wants to control it!
The warriors of the Sacred Knights and the old rulers turned pale when they felt the momentum on Ye Fan's body.
They are all masters in the underground world, and the worst is innate Dzogchen, but they suddenly discovered that even standing within a radius of 100 meters, they feel a lot of pressure!
Obviously the other party only came to Ye Fan, but this one seemed to be better than a thousand troops! !
Sylvia was the most calm. After realizing that the situation was not good, she rushed towards Sally who was in a coma!
As long as you catch Sally Yeh, you will have a hostage!
However, she had just ran a few steps, and she saw Ye Fan's hurricane speed, bringing a afterimage, and she had come to Sally Yeh like a teleportation!
Sylvia and everyone present were all terrified!
What a perverted speed is this! ? A person can have such a powerful explosive power by relying solely on his body!
Even if Michael accelerated with light wings just now, he was not so fast!
He... Is he stronger again!
Sylvia clearly felt that Ye Fan was more terrifying than when we met last time!
"Lucifer...all of your people are dysfunctional. Now you are a polished commander. You can't beat us!" Sylvia sneered calmly for her courage and to appease the people under her.
Ye Fan didn't seem to hear it at all. He knelt down, trembling slightly with one hand, and gently tried Sally Ye's snort.
While confirming that the woman was not in danger, Ye Fan's eyes were already red.
"good chance!"
Seeing Ye Fan's back facing them, Michael suddenly fluttered his back and turned into a white rainbow. A sword pierced Ye Fan's heart!
"Old and small!!!" Asmontis waited in exclamation.
Ye Fan didn't turn around, he grabbed back with his left hand, and brazenly grabbed Michael's Oath Sword with his bare hands! !
"what!?"
Michael was dumbfounded. He never expected that Ye Fan would "arrogantly" dare to take the sword with his bare hands!
By the way, Michael's sword couldn't be pierced!
Ye Fan turned his head slowly, looking at Michael ruthlessly with a pair of eyes that looked like the devil of the abyss.
There was a fine cold sweat on Michael's forehead, and he actually saw a trace of beating golden flames in Ye Fan's eyes. He thought this was an illusion, but it was clearly true!
A terrifying coercion caused Michael to have an instinctive fear! !
"Ah!!!" Michael is a legendary powerhouse after all. He quickly adjusted his mentality, yelled, and urged his spiritual energy, wanting to pull out the sword and continue fighting.
However, no matter how hard Michael used, Ye Fan's hand seemed to be a steel bar, firmly grasping his sword!
Seeing, there was a trace of blood flowing down Ye Fan's hand, but Ye Fan didn't seem to have any pain at all, just staring at Michael.
Michael realized that he could not draw the sword, his strength was too far from Ye Fan, and Ye Fan's flesh and blood body was tough to imagine.
"Lucifer... Do you think I can't help it if I hold my sword!?"
A ball of holy light burst out from Michael's body, "Thunder Light Slash!!"
A flash of thunder and lightning appeared on the sword of oath!
I thought that this would inevitably damage Ye Fan, but when the clinker arrived, Ye Fan suddenly raised his sword in advance!
Following the sword, Michael's body was severely thrown out by Ye Fan 180 degrees!
Michael felt his body shook, his bones hurt all over his body, and he pushed on the ground with one hand. He turned back and wanted to continue the attack with the sword, but found that Ye Fan was already standing in front of him!
"boom!!"
With a fist, Ye Fan slammed Michael's breastplate fiercely!
The white and silver breastplate was stunned into a deep and distorted depression, almost to be pierced!
Michael's body flew out directly, drawing a parabola!
In mid-air, Michael's light wings spread out, trying to stabilize his figure, but he saw Ye Fan catching up again!
Ye Fan didn't intend to let Michael go down to the ground, nor did he intend to make him stand still, just in mid-air, he had already waved his fists as fast as lightning, his legs and feet were also stormy, and he greeted Michael up!
Everyone could only hear a thunder-like metal crash. Michael's body remained in midair for several seconds without falling.
When Michael was beaten with a fist again, the sacred armor of his body was as damaged as scrap copper and iron!