892. Mistake 3
To be honest, Zhuo Yifan was disdainful from the bottom of his heart. Except for one of his aura, the others were all at the level of innocence. Zhuo Yifan wanted to solve the problem that they only used their fingers. This is a slightest bit.
No exaggeration!
"You are so confident? You just killed me, Chu Ren!" Yamamoto's smile slowly faded away, and his voice became cold. He had never seen Zhuo Yifan's strength with his own eyes, but he also knew it.
He had a lot of news about him. He had been secretly collecting information about Zhuo Yifan. According to his understanding, Zhuo Yifan was at best at the level of a first-time sect.
But what surprised him was that this early innate master actually killed his most powerful Chu Nin. This made Yamamoto very angry! He had ten thousand reasons to tear Zhuo Yifan to pieces. Luck
OK, right? He also blamed Zhuo Yifan's victory on his luck! But he didn't know that he was smeared by Tang Tianfeng. He just heard Tang Tianfeng say that Zhuo Yifan was rescued by a master in his hand that day.
However, the matter did not mention that during the fight with Gu Changqing, he had already improved his strength to the late stage of the innate stage, and was only one step away from the Great Perfection!
"Yes! Just a first endurance! This doesn't mean anything! Killing all of you can't mean anything. This is not at all challenging!" Zhuo Yifan nodded and said without any objection.
"You..." Yamamoto was almost so angry that he vomited three liters of blood by this shameless boy! But then again, he was compared with Master Zhuo, and this person's brain was really wrong!
"Don't you want to kill me? Let me see your strength!" Zhuo Yifan ignored how gloomy Yamamoto's face had become. For him, the more angry his opponent was, the happier he was!
He just wanted to anger Yamamoto, let him jump and make him angry.
"You guys come together and kill him!" Yamamoto stared at Zhuo Yifan with an expression, but the muscles on his face trembled gently, his eyes were cold, and his voice was not emotional.
At Yamamoto Takashi's order, how could the seven endurances hesitate? One Chunin and six Chunin came to Zhuo Yifan. Several people surrounded Zhuo Yifan in the middle and stared at him fiercely.
Zhuo Yifan seemed to be looking for an opportunity to attack.
Zhuo Yifan looked at the seven killers beside him leisurely, and there was still a faint smile on his face.
"What are you waiting for? Just hurry up if you want to do it! I don't have time to accompany you here to play the glare game!" Zhuo Yifan's disdainful voice sounded again.
This time, not only Yamamoto was just about to vomit blood, but even the seven killers wanted to vomit blood!
"□□man! Damn!" One of the killers stared at Zhuo Yifan and said gritting his teeth, then took the lead in launching an attack.
Seeing his companion attack, the remaining six people would naturally not be idle. Each of them wanted to kill Zhuo Yifan. After all, this was an opportunity to show off in front of Yamamoto Kazu! There were not many such opportunities, because Zhuo Yifan Chacha
It is the person Yamamoto wants to eradicate the most!
The first killer who rushed up had already stabbed Zhuo Yifan's lower abdomen. Because it was a frontal attack, and it was the closest distance. Because it was also the first to launch an attack, he was the fastest to arrive at Zhuo Yifan because he was the fastest to arrive at Zhuo Yifan because he was the first to launch an attack.
People around you.
Chapter completed!