Ye Fan's speed was so fast that the other party had no time to react. Ye Fan's palm was already stuck in the face of the powerful Truman.

Bang ~

The low roar quietly exploded in this world.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream was heard.

As I saw that half of the man's face had sunken.

Blood mixed with teeth spitting everywhere.

Even his head was half sunken under Ye Fan's palm.

Then, it landed with a bang.

The earth trembled and the rocks shattered.

This black-clothed guardian fell into the dust soaring into the sky, not knowing life and death.

However, even if he is injured, even if he does not die today, he will definitely be a useless person in the future and will never have the power to fight again.

In this way, in just a few breaths, the five black-clothed guardians of Truman had been severely injured by Ye Fan.

Some are dead or broken, the bright red blood is soaking in the sky, and the screams are endless.

Ye Fan's ruthless measures trembled everyone.

However, when he saw his brother die tragically, the remaining people's reason was instantly swallowed by anger and hatred.

"The fourth brother!"

"Bitch, bastard~"

"Give me your life!"

The last two people had red eyes, especially when they saw their former brothers who died so tragically, they felt uncomfortable and almost bleeding.

Looking at Ye Fan, he was filled with hatred.

I wish I could cut this executioner into pieces.

However, Ye Fan ignored their roar.

His face was expressionless, and the beautiful face made people unable to see any emotion. After a palm fell, his remaining power did not diminish. He stepped on the ground and kicked out his harsh legs again.

“The fourth one!”

The low words, like the call of the god of death, sounded quietly in the other person's ears.

The next moment, Chu Qitian saw that the powerful Chu clan man in front of Ye Fan had not even been able to hold on for a moment under Ye Fan's leg.

The whole person was kicked out by Ye Fan just like a balloon.

Yes, it exploded directly.

It is like the fireworks blooming under the sky and the earth, but the fireworks are made of blood and corpses.

“This ~”

"This...this..."

"How is this possible?"

The moment he saw this scene, Chu Qitian was completely confused.

He stared at the eyes of his eyes, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

You know, each of these five people is a master of martial arts.

In the martial arts world, it is said that it is easy to defeat the master, but it is difficult to kill the master.

Even an ordinary titled master cannot kill the martial arts master so easily.

However, it was just such an iron rule that Chu Qitian discovered that the front of Ye Fan had failed.

In just a few short encounters, the four great masters were either dead or disabled.

No one of them had ever made a move under Ye Fan.

The man just now was even kicked by Ye Fan.

Chu Qitian looked at it and felt that at this time what Ye Fan was facing was not a group of powerful martial arts masters, but a group of native chickens and tiles.

Yes, the scene in front of me is not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.

Ye Fan swept across the world with an invincible momentum!

"This...is impossible?"

"He...why is he still so strong?"

"Aren't he seriously injured and dying?"

"Aren't he still a dying person a few days ago?"

"In just a few days, he can't recover so quickly."

“This is absolutely impossible~”

Seeing the powerful Truman he brought down one after another, Chu Qitian kept shaking his head, his eyebrows were red, and he growled in disbelief.

Before coming, he thought that relying on these five martial arts masters, he would definitely be able to kill Ye Fan, who suffered heavy damage.

But the reality now slapped Chu Qitian in the face.

This young man was not injured at all, nor was he in danger of death.

His strength is still there, and his strength is not damaged.

However, Chu Qitian couldn't figure out why Ye Fan's injuries could be healed in such a short time.

This simply doesn't make sense.

However, Chu Qitian didn't know that over the days, Ye Fan's refining of the Fire Spirit Fruit not only repaired Ye Fan's injuries, but also furthered Ye Fan's strength.

Not to mention the five great masters, even if the five titled masters are here, they may not be able to keep Ye Fan.

Therefore, for Ye Fan, the people Chu Qitian relied on were just native chickens and tiles.

From the moment they besieged Ye Fan, they were destined to have a miserable ending.

But when Chu Qitian was frightened, Ye Fan's killing did not stop.

After kicking the fourth black-clothed guardian, Ye Fan's aura rose again.

Then, he saw him stepping on the ground, slim figure, and quickly approaching the last person's position like a ghost.

After witnessing the death of four of his companions, the last person was undoubtedly completely scared.

He had no intention of resisting, and his eyes were full of fear, and he turned around and ran away.

But he knew that he could not escape.

Sure enough, after just a few breaths, Ye Fan's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.

“The fifth one.”

Ye Fan's red lips opened lightly, and his faint words quietly rang out here.

Just a few words, it looks like the judgment of the god of death.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan punched him hard and directly hit him on the chest.

Seeing the man's chest sinking quickly, the broken ribs pierced his lungs.

The bright red blood is soaked in the sky.

Before his death, this man looked in the direction of Chu Qitian and roared with anger and resentment.

"Chu...Chu Qitian, bastard, you hurt us~"

"It hurts us~"

....

"We...we are ghosts, and we won't let you go~"

No one knew how resentful the last black-clothed guardian was to Chu Qitian at this time.

Before coming, the five brothers asked Chu Qitian several times what kind of cultivation level his opponent had.

Chu Qitian kept saying that the other party was injured and the last one was a powerful person, and it was not to be afraid of it.

They brothers believe it.

But what is the result?

What is hurt, what is the last of strength, what is not to be afraid of? What is the fuck?

They were deceived, and they were deceived by that bastard Chu Qitian.

"Chu Qitian, King...bastard~"

Just like this, with a resentful and resentful roar, he was smashed to fly a hundred meters by Ye Fan.
To be continued...