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Chapter 897(2/2)

The third punch fell, and blood and blood flew everywhere ~

.....

It's just like the autumn wind sweeping across the fallen leaves, and it's like boiling oil melting the remaining snow.

Who would have thought that after the instantaneous encounter, Ye Fan directly swept Mo Wuya with an invincible momentum.

The last punch was like a ball, directly knocking Mo Wuya to a hundred meters.

The Sword God Palace is located in the suburbs, surrounded by mountains on three sides and surrounded by green forests.

Mo Wuya's body knocked over countless plants and trees, and finally smashed into the hill behind with a bang.

The huge rocks shattered and the rocks rolled down.

Mo Wuya, who was majestic and arrogant just now, was immediately smashed into the ruins by Ye Fan several punches.

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The mountain wind blows up green leaves, and three thousand grasses rustle.

Here, except for the sound of the wind, there is only a dead silence left.

Everyone was stunned.

Outside the huge Sword God Palace, there was a silence.

Ishinolong widened his eyes, and the rest of the people were trembling.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan like looking at a ghost.

Who would have thought that the battle would end so suddenly!

Mo Wuya, known as the son of the King of Fighters, did not even take a single move under Ye Fan.

The first punch was smashed to his arm, and the subsequent punches were even more violent and cruel.

"This...this boy, this...this is so strong?"

Ishinolong twitched at the corner of his eyes and said in a daze.

Apparently, all of them miscalculated.

Smack ~

During the long silence, a rock suddenly rolled past.
Chapter completed!
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