Before coming, he thought that relying on these five martial arts masters, he would definitely be able to kill Ye Fan, who suffered heavy damage.

But the reality now slapped Chu Qitian in the face.

This young man was not injured at all, nor was he in danger of death.

His strength is still there, and his strength is not damaged.

However, Chu Qitian couldn't figure out why Ye Fan's injuries could be healed in such a short time.

This simply doesn't make sense.

However, Chu Qitian didn't know that over the days, Ye Fan's refining of the Fire Spirit Fruit not only repaired Ye Fan's injuries, but also furthered Ye Fan's strength.

Not to mention the five great masters, even if the five titled masters are here, they may not be able to keep Ye Fan.

Therefore, for Ye Fan, the people Chu Qitian relied on were just native chickens and tiles.

From the moment they besieged Ye Fan, they were destined to have a miserable ending.

But when Chu Qitian was frightened, Ye Fan's killing did not stop.

After kicking the fourth black-clothed guardian, Ye Fan's aura rose again.

Then, he saw him stepping on the ground, slim figure, and quickly approaching the last person's position like a ghost.

After witnessing the death of four of his companions, the last person was undoubtedly completely scared.

He had no intention of resisting, and his eyes were full of fear, and he turned around and ran away.

But he knew that he could not escape.

Sure enough, after just a few breaths, Ye Fan's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.

“The fifth one.”

Ye Fan's red lips opened lightly, and his faint words quietly rang out here.

Just a few words, it looks like the judgment of the god of death.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan punched him hard and directly hit him on the chest.

Seeing the man's chest sinking quickly, the broken ribs pierced his lungs.

The bright red blood is soaked in the sky.

Before his death, this man looked in the direction of Chu Qitian and roared with anger and resentment.

"Chu...Chu Qitian, bastard, you hurt us~"

"It hurts us~"

....

"We...we are ghosts, and we won't let you go~"

No one knew how resentful the last black-clothed guardian was to Chu Qitian at this time.

Before coming, the five brothers asked Chu Qitian several times what kind of cultivation level his opponent had.

Chu Qitian kept saying that the other party was injured and the last one was a powerful person, and it was not to be afraid of it.

They brothers believe it.

But what is the result?

What is hurt, what is the last of strength, what is not to be afraid of? What is the fuck?

They were deceived, and they were deceived by that bastard Chu Qitian.

"Chu Qitian, King...bastard~"

Just like this, with a resentful and resentful roar, he was smashed to fly a hundred meters by Ye Fan.

Finally, the dilapidated body fell into the lake below.

The rocks penetrate the sky, the waves slam the shore, and thousands of snow piles are rolling up!

At this point, all the five powerful Trumans were killed by Ye Fan.

Three deaths, two ruins!

Before this, who would have thought that the young man who was deeply trapped in a siege would be able to turn the tide and turn the tide in desperate situations.

With a destructive force, he directly defeated the five great masters of the Truman.

The surging power is terrifying the world!

Dead silence, long dead silence.

After the last person fell, the world here was silent.

Only the cold wind swept through and the fallen leaves flew.

Thousands of waves in the lake are rushing and undulating in the wind.

In the fierce wind, the young man stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

The mountains and rivers surging under your feet, and the clouds move around the four sides behind you

Ye Fan stood proudly, standing proudly in the sky.
Chapter completed!