Under the Sword God Palace.

The three palace masters took action together, and the terrifying sword energy traverseed all directions.

The majestic attack swept towards Ye Fan like an ocean storm.

Wherever the edge passes, bluestone explodes and plants shatter.

The earth here was almost trembling under this attack.

The master is like a dragon!

When martial arts is refined into a good state, it is no problem to destroy gold and cut jade, and to open mountains and crack the earth.

The weakest of Wangyuehe and the three men are all masters of martial arts.

The sword god Wangyue River was at its peak and was even more famous as the title master.

The three of them attacked each other, which was naturally terrifying.

"God!"

"Is this the majesty of a strong master?"

"It's so terrifying!"

Seeing the power sweeping in front of him, the strong people from all directions were trembling.

It is said that only by standing under the river of heaven can one realize one's own insignificance.

Now, in front of the real strong, they can feel their weakness.

The path to martial arts is endless.

Today's battle will definitely benefit greatly for those who are watching.

However, when they were amazed at the strength of Wangyuehe and others, their eyes at Ye Fan were undoubtedly a little pity.

"It can force the three palace masters of the Sword God Palace to take action together."

"Even if this Chinese boy is defeated, he will be proud."

"A man of martial arts dies at the hands of the three great masters, and he is considered dead!"

Everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Although the power Ye Fan showed just now surprised them.

But, that's the end.

After all, no matter how strong Ye Fan is, no one thinks that he can have the strength to fight against the three great masters alone.

Thinking about it, Ye Fan was just a young man in his early twenties after all.

Even if I started practicing from the womb, I have only been practicing martial arts for more than twenty years.

As for Wangyuehe and others, they practiced martial arts for half a lifetime, and the three of them were nearly two hundred years old.

The time he spent practicing martial arts was ten times that of Ye Fan.

Any normal person probably wouldn't think that Ye Fan would be their opponent, and it would be even more impossible that he would survive their joint attack.

However, while everyone was sighing, Ye Fan, who was on the cusp of the storm, was still calm.

A pretty face, no joy or sorrow.

It was as if the water of Pinghu Lake was stopped, and the combined attack of the three men of Wangyue River did not cause any turmoil in his heart.

He looked calm, as if he was looking down at an ant.

"A slut, you're still pretending to be calm when you die."

"But, that's the end!"

"That day, the war between Dongchang Lake and Jiangdong's humiliation, today, I will pay your life."

A cold and grim voice sounded quietly.

Looking at the moon river like frost, the eyes of Ye Fan were filled with chills.

"Yeah?"

"Wangyuehe, you defeated me last time. This time, you are so confident that you won't repeat the same mistake?"

The cold wind blew Ye Fan's clothes and froze.

With the sword energy across the border, Ye Fan stood proudly with a sneer on his face.

The thin body stood tall under the world like a spear, without moving at all.

The smile is full of domineeringness.

"Boy, there's so much nonsense to die?"

"See the truth!"

Shi Yelong couldn't stand Ye Fan's arrogant and arrogant tone, and couldn't help but curse.

"Okay, as you wish!"

Ye Fan's mouth opened lightly, and a grim smile appeared on his pretty face.

The next moment, Ye Fan, who had been immovable, finally took action.
Chapter completed!