It was like a rapid drum beat, one punch after another, one blow after another.

At first, Wangyuehe could block it with his arms, but later, Wangyuehe's arm was smashed open by Ye Fan, revealing Wangyuehe's face.

Ye Fan naturally showed no mercy, and the fist strength in his hand fell without reservation.

In this way, under Ye Fan's power of storm and storm, Wangyuehe was directly fooled by Ye Fan.

Bang bang bang ~

The deafening voice kept echoing, and the Wangyue River was beaten by Ye Fan and burst backwards.

Until the end, Ye Fan stepped on the sky and kicked Wangyue River out of Dongchang Lake.

Bang ~

There was a loud bang.

A pavilion in the distance collapsed.

Rubber was everywhere and dust was everywhere.

Wangyuehe was buried inside by gravel.

As the Wangyue River fell, the world became quiet immediately.

Wherever you see, there is a dead silence, only the wind and snow are sweeping wildly.

Everyone was shocked and silent!

In my mind, only Ye Fan's mighty figure who was domineering all directions just now.

"This...this..."

"Is this...this strong?"

....

"That sword god Wangyuehe, just like that, was defeated... defeated?"

After a long time, there were bursts of air-conditioning sounds that kept ringing.

Everyone was trembling and filled with hearts.

Who would have thought that Ye Fan, who was still at a disadvantage just now, turned against the wind in just an instant and directly exploded the sword god Wangyue River.

"How is this possible?"

"Why is Ye Fan, a son-in-law, so why is he so strong?"

Chu Wenfei couldn't believe his eyes at all.

But there are still a few experts with good eyesight in the crowd.

They looked at the direction where the Moon River fell and shook their heads: "No, it's too early to talk about victory or defeat now."

Bang ~

Sure enough, the moment their words fell, the ruins ahead exploded.

A swaying figure rushed out of the ruins.

Suddenly, I was beaten by Ye Fan just now, Wangyue River!

However, at this time, Wangyue River was in an extremely embarrassing situation.

[     www.biqugew.me] There were blood stains on the gray robe, and some areas were even cut by gravel.

What was even more unbearable was that there was a large bruise on his forehead.

The corners of my mouth and the circles of my eyes were even more red and swollen.

The whole head is like a pig's head.

It makes people laugh when they look at it.

Many people couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The harsh laughter made Wang Yuehe feel embarrassed and angry.

With a wave of his sleeve, a ray of energy was blown out, and the huge rock by the river exploded and shattered.

"Whoever laughs again will be like this and die!"

Angry shout resounded all over the world.

In an instant, everyone was so scared that they took several steps back, and their faces were a little defeated.

From now on, naturally no one dared to laugh anymore.

However, others dare not laugh, and Ye Fan has no scruples.

"I really didn't expect that the dignified Japanese sword god is also a self-deceiving person."

"If you don't make people laugh, can the wound on your face heal?"

Ye Fan shook his head and smiled, in a faint tone, shouting an inexplicable sarcasm.

At this time, Suzumiya Eiyue saw the face of Wangyue River, her beautiful eyes trembled and she whispered: "Teacher, are you...you are you okay?"

"Bastard!"

Faced with Eiyue Suzumiya's concern, Matsuki Kawa became even more angry: "What can I do with the Sword God of the Sun Kingdom? What will happen?"

After scolding Eiyue Suzumiya, Wangyue River's cold gaze fell on Ye Fan again.

"Boy, I really underestimate you."

"But you don't need to be proud."

"I was just careless just now."

"But, that's the end!"

"Next, I'll let you see the true power of this sword god."

The cold words, mixed with the wind and snow in the sky, made the temperature here drop a little bit again.

Amid the angry voice of Wangyue River, the Qixi Qingfeng in his hand that had never been unsheathed, was finally pulled out slowly.

Buzz ~

The moment the sword was unsheathed, there was only a buzzing sound.

The Qixi Qing Peak reflected the cold and cold light, and buzzed in the rustling wind.

Seeing this scene, Suzumiya Eiyue's pretty face suddenly stopped.

"Teacher, are you going to use that move at last?"

"It seems that Mr. Chu is really pushing the teacher out of trouble."

Suzumiya Eiyue's beautiful eyes were calm and she whispered.

She didn't know whether this was an honor or an unfortunate one for Ye Fan.

After all, there are probably not many people in the whole of China who can force his teacher to this point.

It can be said that Ye Fan is so proud of himself until now.

But unfortunately, the sword in Wangyuehe's hand was unsheathed.

If you don’t drink blood and kill people, you will never return to the sheath!

In other words, Ye Fan's life will end here.

"Miss Xu, to be honest, the man you have been entrusted with for the rest of your life is indeed a rare hero."

"I'm a little envious of you."

"But unfortunately, he shouldn't have been, and he shouldn't have been provoked by my teacher."

"After today, this China is afraid that it will lose a martial arts genius."

"And you, Miss Xu, will also lose your teenager."

Suzumiya Eiyue said with a little regret, and in her faint words, she was surprisingly filled with a bit of pity and sympathy.

Before coming to China, Eiyue Suzumiya looked down on Ye Fan with contempt and disdain.

But now, after seeing Ye Fan's ability, even Eiyue Suzumiya was undoubtedly moved.

She had to admit that over the years, Ye Fan was the most dazzling one among her peers she had ever met.

She admired the boy a little.

If it weren't for the different positions, Eiyue Suzumiya wouldn't mind making friends like Ye Fan.

But unfortunately, they can only be enemies with fate.

"Mr. Chu, after this sword, you will be a dry bone."

Suzumiya Eiyue looked at her with a smile, and the voice she was talking to herself was like the silence of a nightingale, which was very pleasant.

At the same time, in front of him, as the long sword of Wangyue River was unsheathed, his clothes were all in no wind.
To be continued...