How powerful is Ye Fan’s palm?

In just a moment, the waves were rolling and the huge waves were surging.

The entire island in the middle of the lake above West Lake collapsed in an instant.

The warriors who survived before, without exception, were all under Ye Fan's palm, and together with the deserted island, they were smashed into the bottom of the lake by Ye Fan.

“No~”

"don't want!"

.....

"I am the Grand Master of Yanxia, ​​and I am the Special Envoy of the Temple of War. How dare you kill me?"

.....

Before his death, He Chen, the special envoy of the Temple of War, had his eyes red and he screamed at the top of his lungs.

The shrill sounded across the world.

However, no matter how He Chen roared, it would be of no use.

Boom ~

Finally, with a low roar.

The seal of the sky fell down instantly.

The muscles and bones were shattered, and the flesh and blood were flying everywhere.

Grandmaster He Chen died suddenly on the spot.

The broken body was crushed by the water of the West Lake.

No one knows how regret He Chen felt before he died?

After all, they underestimated Ye Fan.

They thought that after experiencing the battle with Lu Songliang, Ye Fan would definitely consume a lot.

With so many of them attacked each other, they were defeated by Ye Fan and there was no problem in protecting themselves.

However, He Chen never dreamed that Ye Fan's strength was so strong?

One punch, one foot, one palm, exploded all the reliance of everyone!

If he had known this, he would probably have been beaten to death by He Chen and others, right?

Huh ~

The cold wind is cold and the waves are rolling up.

At this moment, the entire Xizi Lake was in chaos.

Shocking waves, rolling wildly!

The remaining power contained in Ye Fan's palm was still sweeping wildly in all directions.

He Yurou and Chu Wenfei, who had already hid on the boat in the distance, looked at the huge waves coming towards him, and there was even more despair in their eyebrows.

The four of them knew very well that once they were hit by the huge wave, they would definitely be like the shattered boulder and be crushed to pieces.

Ye Fan's power could not even stop the martial arts powers like He Chen, let alone the mortals?

"Really, are you going to die?"

He Yurou's eyebrows and eyes were red, and she looked ahead with a little fear, feeling complicated.

She just didn't expect that she would die at Ye Fan's hands.

Chu Wenfei and others were even more desperate and full of regret.

They shouldn't have been in the first place.

Now, I'm in trouble with the pond.

They obviously did nothing, but they were about to die here.

However, just when He Yurou and others were waiting for death in despair.

Suddenly, a green light energy swept over, and then formed a barrier of energy in front of He Yurou and others, protecting the four of them steadily.

No matter how strong the wind and rain are, it hits this barrier, but it is not shaken at all.

"I...we aren't dead?"

"Save?"

After a long time, the storm ceased.

Yang Zijiang and four others survived the disaster and shouted excitedly.

Only He Yurou looked up.

I saw a young man standing proudly in the sky.

Behind it is the sea of ​​clouds tumbling.

At the foot of the feet, the West Lake water surged.

His expression was majestic, his eyes were deep and distant.

His ethereal posture is just like the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord who has been exiled to the mortal world.

Looking from a distance, it makes people feel as if they are on a mountain, walking on thin ice, and they feel endless surrender and kneeling down.

As for the island in the middle of the lake ahead of the young man, it was gone, leaving only a vast ocean of lakes and seas.

On it, blood flowed and limbs fluttered.

The bloody and terrifying scene is shocking!
Chapter completed!