My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

Ye Fan was besieged by dozens of powerful men, but he responded in an orderly manner. The most frightening thing was that in a short period of time, some powerful men were beaten out of the battlefield by Ye Fan and directly eliminated.

After a while, only forty-eight strong players remained.

"Everyone wants to take advantage of the fisherman's profit, let's take action together, and kill Ye Fan thief!" Xuanyuan hero shouted.

"Yes, if this continues, he is about to get infinite luck. Didn't you find out that as long as you defeat one, you can increase some luck and get the blessing of combat power!"

Wu Ling all told the astounding secrets.

The other strong men were shocked.

What happened?

they do not know.

The reason why Wu Lingjun knew about it was also told by Wu Shentong.

Wu Shentong is a spiritually detached person, and he can see some of the layout of the corpse emperor.

"It's true!"

Wu Ling all shouted.

Everyone gradually believed that, after all, Wu Lingjun's father was a detached martial artist, and it must have been told to him by the martial artist.

Ye Fan was also surprised.

No wonder he felt more and more restrained as he fought. It turned out to be such an arrangement.

"kill!"

In an instant, forty-eight powerful men gathered to attack.

The spectators were nervous.

They began to expect Ye Fan to be the forty-eight powerhouses of the God of War.

This is like the Wang Russian turntable, where the revolver puts bullets, and the two shoot at the head one by one, betting on who will live and die.

There are six bullet holes in total.

When a bullet is put in, everyone wants you to be killed.

But when you put five bullets, everyone wants you to survive.

At this moment, the spectator is this kind of psychology.

They hope that Ye Fan will be able to overwhelm the crowd, climb to the top, and become the young supreme.

"Xiaofan won't have an accident, right?" The sisters were very worried. After all, they were forty-eight powerful people, among them there were such powerful people as Xuanyuan Hero, Wu Lingjun, and Nine-Tailed Monster Fox.

Can Ye Fan really deal with it?

How strong is he?

The elder sisters actually don't know Ye Fan's level.

To be precise, Ye Fan didn't know it himself, he hadn't tried his best when he regained consciousness.

He only knows that he is strong.

"war."

Ye Fan spit out a word, like a nine-day profound thunder, containing spiritual power, and some of the strong were in a trance before their eyes.

It's just a few tenths of a second.

Ye Fan's fist hit.

"Dadao Fist."

Ye Fan showed his utmost knowledge.

Bang bang bang.

This punch directly exploded the three powerful statues, turning them into a cloud of blood; Ye Fan cast a large swallowing technique to swallow all these essences. "

"Refreshing, come again!"

Ye Fan laughed and opened up.

With every punch, he exploded many magical secret arts, his power was really too strong.

unstoppable.

Jiang Wudao became more shocked, and Ye Fan's power seemed to surpass him.

Damn it.

how so.

"puff!"

"Puff puff……"

Ye Fan beheaded the strong one after another, very cold, and entered the state of killing because of the big killing technique and the true meaning of killing.

The spectators below were horrified.

It's too cruel.

Ye Fan is simply invincible.

Under the siege of so many powerhouses, it was even possible to backhand.

They saw that Ye Fan was bombarded by the unique skills of some powerful men, and they did not bring any trauma to Ye Fan.

How horrible this is.

How powerful is Ye Fan's body.

The head experts who were concerned were also surprised. They thought that Ye Fan was strong, but they didn't expect to be so mighty.

Especially the physical body makes their scalp numb.

"I am not an opponent!"

Fa Sage Dugu said.

With a smile on Ye Potian's face, he was very pleased.

All parties are moving.

Looking at this posture, if the remaining strong players don't use any powerful hole cards, I'm afraid that Ye Fan can really get the supreme glory.

"boom!"

On the supreme platform, some of the top-ranked young powerhouses couldn't sit still and started their trump cards.

The heroes of Xuanyuan show their saints in front of them.

Wu Lingjun had entered a certain mysterious and mysterious state.

A pair of Dark Soul and Dark Soul, the power of the bloodline exploded, the breath of ancient vicissitudes spread, and a terrifying phantom rose behind them, seeming to be the ancestor of the Dark Spirit Race.

Nine-tailed demon fox...

Son of Kunxu...

Jiang Wudao...

Young Master Shimo...

All the strong have displayed their trump cards at this moment, and they are going to make the final battle.

Ye Fan came to start.

"Tyrants."

He roared wildly, and the domineering body recovered.

The aura that surpassed the others rushed out, pushing the remaining thirty-six powerhouses back at the same time, Ye Fan's aura was still rising.

He incarnates as an emperor, and the sky is panicked.

He incarnates as the Scarlet Emperor, dominating the world.

Ye Fan's coercion was too fierce, too noble, and too supreme, making people afraid to profanity and frightening.

Ye Fan obtained a lot of methods for practicing the Red Emperor Fire God Art.

Chidi's fiery spirit is one of them.

Chidi Tianwei is the second.

At this moment, Ye Fan's hair turned fiery red, and his eyes were always shining with purple light, and his eyes were always shining with red fire.

He is like a god.

The true gods.

Ye Fan took a step, suppressed everything, smashed Xuanyuan Heroes and Wu Ling directly into flight, blew up the two powerhouses, and directly absorbed the evolution.

"The luck of heaven and earth belongs to me!"

"Blessing combat power!"

"Great blessing technique!"

"Big expansion technique!"

"Come on!"

Ye Fan roared, his aura skyrocketed again, and his combat power doubled again, and the entire battlefield seemed to be unable to withstand his power.

Those with strong heads are horrified.

Wu Shentong's expression was very serious.

Ye Fan can almost confront the detached now.

"One force breaks ten thousand magic!"

Ye Fan bombarded the supreme platform with a punch.

moment.

The battle platform exploded.

The enchantment exploded.

All the young strong were knocked into the air.

The energy wave spreads.

The spectators were all affected, but they were extremely excited. They saw Ye Fan's invincibility.

The audience was shocked.

Ye Fan didn't stop, he took the opportunity to crush, and the big move technique made him fascinated.

"Crack to death."

For a time, more than a dozen strong men were killed.

Ye Fan swallowed it.

He became stronger again, screaming more and more, and the whole broken little world was fighting.

"Not enough!"

Ye Fan was crazy.

The spectators were scared and retreated madly.

The remaining young strong men were horrified.

"I withdrew from the supreme hegemony."

"I also quit."

"..."

One after another, some strong men stunned, they didn't dare to gamble.

It's not worth losing my life for the supreme glory.

If you die, there is nothing left.

Suddenly, only twelve young strong men remained.

Suddenly the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox said, "Ye Fan, I will withdraw to help you stabilize the Supreme."

The withdrawal of the nine-tailed monster fox caused an uproar.

This is the strong one among the top rankings.

Xuanyuan Heroes and other strong men looked ugly.

Ye Fan screamed, and Yitong stared at Jiang Wudao: "Come on, let me see your boxing skills."

Jiang Wudao was horrified.

However, he did not flinch.

"Guiyuanquan."

"All returned to the Yuan, all turned into the origin for me, all blown up."

Jiang Wudao used his boxing technique.

"Good job."

Ye Fan punched out.

His power, like a mountain whistling a tsunami, blasted Guiyuan with his fist, Jiang Wudao's discoloration changed, and that terrifying power surged in, making him feel like he was going to be blasted.

"Holy King Order."

At a critical juncture, Jiang Wudao took out the holy king's order of the ancient boxing sect.

In the ancient times, all 72 sects had the Saint King Order, which was bestowed by the human emperor.

Rumor has it that when the seventy-two Holy King Tokens are gathered together, there will be a great secret.

Shengwangling is a huge treasure.

However, the descendants of the great sect could hardly be used, but now Jiang Wudao was able to use the order of the holy king of boxing sect.

"boom!"

The Holy King's order shines brightly.

Jiang Wudao roared, "Ye Fan, die for me!"

A holy light burst out.

At the same time, Heroes of Xuanyuan also played the holy light lore.

Wu Lingjun also shot.

Anxiu soul Anxiulan teamed up to cast a blood sniper technique.

The son of Kunxu and Young Master Shimo all made another move.

Faced with a series of lore, Ye Fan was very excited. He attacked with heavy punches, but the suppressed steadily retreated.

It is indeed a lore.

Great!

But Ye Fan still had a lot of methods, and many magical powers and secret arts were not used, not only did he use it.

He only needs to use the physical body.

Because Ye Fan wanted to go his own way, he had ambitions and wanted to accomplish a feat.