"No blood, no flesh and blood."

"What Hua Yinglong broke through is just his clothes!"

"The seventy-seven and forty-nine swords did not hurt his body at all!"

What?

The old man in military uniform said something like a huge rock entering the sea, but it caused huge waves in this world.

Everyone looked in panic and realized that it was just as the old general said.

Although Ye Fan's clothes were damaged, there was no wound on his body.

"This...how is this possible?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"The stupid big man who had been practicing martial arts in a straight line was cut by my Hua Yinglong under the sword."

"You are just a thin child, how can you block the power of my Eastern swordsmanship?"

Hua Yinglong was undoubtedly completely confused at this time.

He stared at his eyes. After slashing the forty-nine swords, he looked at Ye Fan, who was unscathed, and his old eyes were almost glaring, which was incredible.

Ye Fan listened, but shook his head and smiled.

"There is a third young master in the Chu family named Chu Qitian."

"He has an oriental ninja under his command, and he is best at Dongyang ninjutsu."

"If I expected it would be fine, you should be the Dongyang Dog under Chu Qitian."

Ye Fan was condescending, smiling coldly, and while talking, he took steps and moved slowly towards Hua Yinglong.

When Hua Yinglong heard this, his spine became cold and his heart was even colder.

He looked at Ye Fan with panic on his face, and was so scared that he was almost jealous: "How could you... know about these?"
Chapter completed!