When Kong Ming and others felt regretful, the people around him looked at Ye Fan with pity.

"It's over!"

"That boy is finished."

"He's dead~"

"Under the title, ants are worse than those."

"What's more, what he is facing now is the King of Yin, who is so powerful that the world is rampant and rampant in South Asia."

"This kind of powerful man will probably have the power to destroy the world with every move."

"Even if it is a master, it is probably just cannon fodder under his command."

Under the cave, many people were talking in surprise.

In my heart, I was excited to see the title master, confusion about seeing the peerless powerful man, and of course, I also had pity and regret for the young man standing in front of the cave.

Thinking about it before, many people thought that the middle-aged man in front of him would directly let Ye Fan commit suicide by holding the sword without saying a word. He was too arrogant and too pretentious.

But now it seems that it is not arrogant or pretentious at all.

It is self-confidence, the confidence that is the most powerful.

Moreover, he doesn't need to show off at all.

Because, they are already very awesome!

The title of the King of Heaven alone is as heavy as a thousand pounds when you recite it.

It is precisely because of this that everyone felt that in front of King Yin Tian, ​​the young man in front of him had no chance of vitality.

After all, no matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he is just a master.

Even the strongest martial arts master in the world is still vulnerable to the titled master.

“Haha~”

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, didn't expect it?"

"I really think I am a master, so I can walk sideways?"

"It's a pity that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people beyond man."

"In front of my Yin Kingdom Heavenly King, even if you are a dragon, you can only wait for death."

Among the crowd, Lei Luo laughed grimly.

The arrogant smile was full of wantonness.

Ye Fan naturally heard everyone's words.

He looked at Fen Tian and said coldly: "Are you the King of Yin?"

"The martial arts leaders of South Asian countries?"

Fen Tian chuckled: "Since you know, then let's do it as soon as possible."

"I don't want to waste too much time on Acat and A dog."

Fen Tian looked at the sword under Ye Fan's feet and urged Ye Fan to extinguish himself as soon as possible.

At this time, there was obviously a little less patience in his words.

However, after a few seconds, what made Fen Tian a little unhappy was that the Yanxia boy in front of him had no intention of taking action at all, and he still stood there calmly without moving at all.

"Um?"

"Why haven't you done it yet?"

"Do you really want me to do it yourself?"

"At that time, you are afraid that you will be completely dead and you will not be able to keep it!"

A loud voice sounded quietly.

In the words, there is endless murderous intent.

If it were someone else, I would have been so scared that I had already been drunk by Fen Tian.

Ye Fan, on top of his pretty face, did not show any fear, but instead shook his head and smiled.

His laughter was a few points, three points of contempt.

So it was particularly harsh when it fell into Burning Tian's ears.

"Junior, why are you laughing at?"

"You can still laugh when you die?"

Fen Tian suppressed his anger, but his face no longer had the initial calmness and calmness, and there was a little more anger and gloom.

Obviously, Ye Fan's words at this time had already angered him.

But Ye Fan didn't care at all, and still shook his head and smiled: "Fentian, right? Don't you think you are too high and you are too small?"
Chapter completed!