At the critical moment, a strange red light shot out from Ye Fan's eyes, as if transcending the limitations of space, and instantly entered Jin Junxian's body.
The next moment, Jin Junxian's body froze, as if he had been petrified, standing there like a statue, unable to move.
His five fingers would be able to pierce Xiao Yunrong's throat if he moved forward even an inch.
But this one-inch distance is like a world away, insurmountable.
"Oh my God!"
Suddenly, someone next to him looked into Ye Fan's eyes and couldn't help but exclaimed.
What a pair of terrifying eyes that are—
Domineering! Sharp!
It is full of blood, without any human emotion, as if it is a god and demon who regards all things as a stupid dog. It is aloof and terrifying.
And deep in his pupils, there is still an unprecedented terrifying murderous intention.
Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish!
Many Chinese warriors around him did not even dare to look at him. A chill surged from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap, and their whole bodies were soaked in cold sweat.
They could never imagine that a young man under 20 would possess such terrifying murderous intent, like a murderous god coming to the world!
Even the massacre of thousands of people on the battlefield, nothing can compare with him.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
At this time, Ye Fan took a step forward.
In the silence, his footsteps sounded particularly harsh, like thunder that shook the earth.
After a while, Ye Fan walked up to Jin Junxian, stretched out his hand to snatch Xiao Yunrong back, gently untied the rope from Xiao Yunrong's body, and removed the gag from her mouth.
Because she had been tied up for a long time, her limbs had long been numb, and she instantly went limp and fell into Ye Fan's arms.
Ye Fan held her slender waist, constantly stimulating the power of Long Qing, and injected it into her limbs.
"Crash!"
The next moment, Xiao Yunrong could no longer suppress her emotions, her tear ducts seemed to burst, and she cried so hard that she choked weakly: "Wuwuwu... Xiaofan..."
Looking at Xiao Yunrong's haggard appearance and the criss-crossing marks on her delicate body, Ye Fan felt a pain in his heart and felt extremely guilty.
In the past few days, I don’t know what kind of suffering and torture she has suffered.
"Sister Yun Rong, it's my fault for not protecting you! But don't worry, from now on, I will never let this happen again! Even if the sky falls, I will still be there to carry you!"
Although his voice was quiet, it was firm.
This is his promise to Xiao Yunrong and also an oath to himself.
Not only Xiao Yunrong, but also Chu Mengyao, Qin Meier, Liu Yiyi, etc...
Ye Fan has made up his mind that he will never let his beloved encounter any danger again.
…
After a while, Xiao Yunrong's pale face finally regained some of its blush, and she was able to stand upright with her own strength.
At this time, Ye Fan walked towards the "petrified" Jin Junxian again, looked at him condescendingly, like a dragon looking down at an ant, and said word by word:
"Jin Junxian, do you think that if you capture Sister Yun Rong, you can threaten me? That's right. With your strength, you can't imagine how powerful I am!"
Hearing these words, Jin Junxian's eyes showed an unprecedented look of horror, and his throat rolled, as if he wanted to say something, but he still couldn't move.
There were no words to describe the shock and panic in his heart.
He really doesn't know what's going on?
Why did Ye Fan just glance at himself and couldn't move?
Such a move is really incredible!
In the situation just now, Jin Junxian grabbed Xiao Yunrong's neck and almost stood in an invincible position.
Even a martial arts master like Li Jonghyuk, no matter how fast he was, could not save Xiao Yunrong from him.
But Jin Junxian didn’t know that Ye Fan was not a warrior, but an immortal cultivator!
Not long ago, Ye Fan broke through to the sixth level of foundation building, where his spiritual consciousness left the body and his soul left the body. Mr. Wei also specially taught the technique of cultivating spiritual consciousness.
Although Ye Fan did not use the "immortal-killing flying knife" just now, the supreme will acted on Jin Junxian like the might of heaven.
With Jin Junxian's weak will, he was unable to resist at all and could only be reduced to a piece of fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others.
At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he suddenly raised his right fist and hit Jin Junxian hard.
In anger, he didn't hold anything back at all!
Ten percent force!
…
"Peng!"
A deafening loud noise suddenly exploded, causing everyone in the venue to shake their eardrums, and their blood and energy surged up, making them almost unable to stand still.
Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene appeared in the venue——
In full view of everyone, Jin Junxian received a hard punch from Ye Fan, and then all the muscles, bones, meridians, blood, internal organs... seemed to be annihilated and turned into powder.
His body completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.
Ashes and smoke, no bones left!
Everything that happened before them had an unprecedented visual impact on many Chinese warriors.
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
For a moment, the venue was filled with the sound of swallowing saliva.
It's not like they haven't seen true masters before, but even if they stand on top of tens of millions of people, the power of one punch can at most penetrate the enemy's body.
But now, with Ye Fan's punch, Jin Junxian's body was beaten into nothingness, not even the bones and scum were left!
Shocking!
Unprecedented shock!
It's almost going to overturn their worldview.
Everyone in the venue even had the illusion that even the gods above the Nine Heavens or the Shura under the Nine Netherworld would probably disappear under this punch.
However, after delivering this overbearing punch, Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged and his brows did not even wrinkle, as if he had swatted a fly to death.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan turned around again and walked towards Lee Jong Hyuk who was embedded in the wall not far away.
At this moment, Li Jonghyuk's consciousness has recovered somewhat.
But his Vajra Indestructible Body has been completely shattered to pieces, the internal energy in his Dantian has dried up, the oil has dried up, and he is dying.
With such a serious injury, if it were an ordinary master, he would probably have died long ago.
Looking at Ye Fan walking towards him, Li Jonghyuk instinctively felt fear, and his soul trembled, just like an animal encountering a natural enemy.
He squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body and said angrily:
"Please... please... spare my life... I... I never dare..."
"As long as you are willing to let me go... all my wealth... can be given to you... I am even willing to become your slave..."
Ye Fan looked at him from afar, not impressed by the conditions he offered at all. His eyes were cold and he said sternly:
"Hmph... Do you know how to beg for mercy now? It's a pity that it's too late! Lee Jonghyuk, a few days ago, you slaughtered and tortured my compatriots unscrupulously. Your crime is extremely heinous and unforgivable!"
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
As soon as he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly appeared.
Ye Fan punched out fiercely, like a cannonball piercing the barrel, hitting Li Jonghyuk's left chest hard.
"Peng!"
There was another loud noise, and although Lee Jong Hyuk was not beaten to pieces like Kim Jun Hyun, his heart was instantly broken.
The last trace of life completely dissipated.
Lee Jong Hyuk, the number one Taekwondo player in Korea, died on the spot!
…
Seeing this scene, the faces of the Chinese warriors in the distance were filled with unconcealable excitement and ecstasy. They felt as if they were on a roller coaster, flying from the abyss to the clouds. They couldn't help shouting:
"Win! We won!"
"Oh my God! I can't believe it..."
"Young master Ye Beichen! He turned the tide and restored dignity for the Chinese martial arts world. He is a true hero!"
"Ye Beichen!"
"Ye Beichen!"
"Ye Beichen!"
Soon, the audience gathered into one voice, shouting Ye Fan’s name.
At the most desperate moment in the Chinese martial arts world, it was he who came out of nowhere to help the building that was about to collapse and turn the tide from its collapse.
There is no doubt that after tonight, Ye Beichen's name will be resounding throughout China!
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan hugged Xiao Yunrong's delicate body, flashed towards the outside of the gym.
Looking at his disappearing figure, everyone in the venue was filled with excitement and excitement.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan possesses such extraordinary strength at such a young age. If he is given a few more years, who knows what a terrifying existence he will grow into.
By that time, in the vast land of China, I am afraid that all the geniuses will be eclipsed and covered up by his light.