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

But today's reality has slapped Chu Qitian hard in the face.

This boy was not injured at all, nor was his life in danger.

His strength is still there, his power has not been damaged.

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

This doesn't make sense at all.

However, how did Chu Qitian know that these days, Ye Fan's refining of the Fire Spirit Fruit not only repaired Ye Fan's injuries, but also made Ye Fan's strength even further.

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

Therefore, to Ye Fan, the few people Chu Qitian relies on are nothing more than chickens and dogs.

From the moment they besieged Ye Fan, their tragic ending was destined.

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

After kicking the fourth protector in black, Ye Fan's momentum increased again.

Then, I saw his feet on the ground, his thin figure, like a ghost, quickly approaching the location of the last person.

After witnessing the death of four of his companions, this last man was undoubtedly completely frightened.

He no longer had any thoughts of resistance, his eyes were filled with fear, and he turned around and ran away.

But he knew that he could not escape.

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

"The fifth one."

Ye Fan's red lips opened slightly, and his faint words sounded quietly in the world.

There are only a few words, but they are like the judgment of death.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan punched hard, hitting the man directly on the chest.

Seeing this man's chest sinking rapidly, the broken ribs directly pierced his lungs.

The bright red blood stains the sky.

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

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

"Harm... harm us~"

....

"Even if we are ghosts, we won't let you go~"

No one knows how resentful this last protector in black is towards Chu Qitian.

Before coming, the five brothers asked Chu Qitian several times what his opponent's cultivation level was.

Chu Qitian has always said that the opponent is a wounded body and a weak weapon, so there is nothing to fear.

They brothers believed it to be true.

But what’s the result?

What a wounded body, what a weak weapon, what nothing to be afraid of, it's all just farts.

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

"Chu Qitian, you... bastard~"

Just like that, with a low roar of unwillingness and resentment, his whole body was directly smashed hundreds of meters away by Ye Fan.

Finally, the broken body fell into the lake below.

Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up!

At this point, all the five powerful men of Chumen were killed by Ye Fan.

Three dead, two disabled!

Before this, who would have thought that a young man trapped in a tight siege would be able to turn the tide and make a comeback from a desperate situation.

With overwhelming force, he directly defeated the five powerful masters of Trumen.

The overwhelming divine power can be said to shock the world!

Dead silence, a long dead silence.

After the last person fell, the heaven and earth here were silent.

Only the cold wind blew and the fallen leaves flew.

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

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

Mountains and rivers surge beneath your feet, and clouds move in all directions behind you

And Ye Fan stood proudly like this, standing proudly in the sky.

Like a generation of emperors, standing between the Tianhe River and looking down at all living beings.
Chapter completed!