"Stab!"
At the moment of the moment, a strange red glow shot out from Ye Fan's eyes, as if surpassing the limit of space, and instantly submerged into Jin Junxian's body.
At the next moment, Jin Junxian's body became stiff, as if he had been petrified, standing in place like a statue, unable to move.
His five fingers could pierce Xiao Yunrong's throat as long as he moved forward an inch.
But this inch of distance is as close to the horizon as it is insurmountable.
"Oh my God!"
Suddenly, someone nearby looked at Ye Fan's eyes and couldn't help exclaiming.
What a pair of terrifying eyes--
overbearing! Sharp!
It was full of blood, without any human emotions, like a and demon who regarded everything as a dog, so high above it, it made people frightened.
And in the depths of the pupil, there is an unprecedented terrorist killing intent.
Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me die!
The many Chinese martial artists around, didn't even dare to look at him, a coolness poured from the soles of the feet to the heavenly spirit cover, and the whole body was soaked with cold sweat.
They couldn't imagine that a young man under 20 would have such a terrifying intent to kill, like a of murder!
Even the massacres of tens of thousands of people on the battlefield could not compare with him.
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
At this time, Ye Fan took a step forward.
In the silence, his footsteps were particularly harsh, like thunder.
After a while, Ye Fan walked up to Jin Junxian, stretched out his hand to Xiao Yunrong back, and gently untied Xiao Yunrong's rope, and then took off the plug from her mouth.
Because of being for a long time, her limbs had already been paralyzed, and she instantly fell into Ye Fan's arms.
Ye Fan embraced her slender waist, and constantly urged the strength of the Azure Dragon to infuse her limbs.
"Wow!"
The next moment, Xiao Yunrong could no longer restrain her emotions, her tear ducts seemed to burst like a bank, and the crying pear blossoms brought rain, and choked weakly: "Uuuuuu...Xiaofan..."
Looking at Xiao Yunrong's haggard appearance and the crisscross streaks on her delicate body, Ye Fan felt a pain in his heart and felt extremely guilty.
In the past few days, I don't know what torture and torture she has suffered.
"Sister Yun Rong, it's because I'm not good and didn't protect you! But don't worry, from now on, I will never let this happen again! Even if the sky falls, I will carry it!"
Although his voice is not loud, it is extremely firm.
This is his promise to Xiao Yunrong and an oath to himself.
Not only Xiao Yunrong, but also Chu Mengyao, Qin Meier, Liu Yiyi, etc...
Ye Fan has made up his mind to never let his beloved encounter any danger again.
...
After a while, Xiao Yunrong's pale face finally recovered a bit of blush, and she was able to stand up straight on her own strength.
At this moment, Ye Fan walked up to the "petrified" Jin Junxian again, and looked at him condescendingly, like a nine-day dragon looking down at the ants, saying every word:
"Jin Junxian, do you think that if you catch Sister Yun Rong, you can threaten me? That's right, with your strength, you can't imagine how powerful I am!"
Hearing these words, Jin Junxian's eyes appeared with unprecedented horror, his throat rolled for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but he was still unable to move.
No words could describe the shock and panic in his heart.
He really doesn't know what happened?
Why did Ye Fan just glance at himself, so he couldn't move?
Such a move is really incredible!
Under the situation just now, Jin Junxian grabbed Xiao Yunrong by the neck and almost stood invincible.
Even a martial arts master like Li Zhonghe, no matter how fast he is, he can't save Xiao Yunrong from him.
But Jin Junxian didn't know that Ye Fan was not a warrior, but a cultivator!
Not long ago, Ye Fan broke through to the six-level realm of foundation building, with his spiritual consciousness out of his body and his soul out of his body. Wei Lao also specially taught the techniques of cultivating spiritual consciousness.
Although Ye Fan didn't use the "Zhanxian Flying Knife" just now, the supreme will was like a shining mighty sky, acting on Jin Junxian's body.
With Jin Junxian's weak will, he couldn't resist at all, he could only be reduced to fish on the chopping board and let someone kill him.
At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes drenched, he suddenly raised his right fist and slammed it at Jin Junxian.
In his anger, he didn't keep any hands at all!
Perfect!
...
"Peng!"
A loud and deafening noise suddenly exploded. Everyone in the venue vibrated the tympanic membrane, and blood surged in the body, almost unsteady.
Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene appeared in the field
Under all eyes, Jin Junxian slammed Ye Fan's punch, and then his muscles, bones, meridians, blood, internal organs... all seemed to be annihilated and turned into powder.
His body completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.
The ashes are gone, the bones are gone!
What happened in front of me caused an unprecedented visual impact on many Chinese warriors.
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
For a while, the hall was full of drooling sounds.
It is not that they have never seen a real master master, but even a peerless powerhouse standing on the top of tens of thousands of people, with the power of one punch, at most they can punch through the enemy's body.
But now, with Ye Fan's punch, Jin Junxian's body was beaten into nothingness, with no bones left!
Shocked!
Unprecedented shock!
It is almost about to subvert their worldview.
Everyone in the field even had an illusion, even if it is a above the nine heavens or Shura under the nine netherlands, under this fist, it will probably disappear.
However, after blasting this overbearing punch, Ye Fan didn't change his face or frowned, as if he had slapped a fly.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan turned around again and walked towards Li Zhonghe who was embedded in the wall not far away.
At this moment, Lee Jong Hyuk's consciousness has recovered somewhat.
But his vajra indestructible body has been completely broken into pieces, the internal energy in the dantian is dry, the oil is exhausted, the lamp is withered, and it is dying.
Such a serious injury, if it were an ordinary master, I am afraid it would have disappeared long ago.
Looking at Ye Fan who was pacing, Li Zhonghe felt fear instinctively, and his soul trembled at it, as if an animal had encountered a natural enemy.
He squeezed the last trace of strength in his body, and said with breath:
"Please... please... spare my life... I... I will never dare anymore..."
"As long as you are willing to let me go...all my wealth...can be given to you...I would even like to be your servant..."
Ye Fan looked at him from a distance, completely unmoved by his conditions, his eyes were cold, and he said sharply:
"Huh... now I know to beg for mercy? What a pity it's too late! Lee Jong Hyuk, a few days ago, you slaughtered and murdered my compatriots unscrupulously. The sins are extremely heinous and unpardonable!"
"Blood debts must be paid in blood!"
As soon as the voice fell, the murderous opportunity appeared.
Ye Fan slammed his fist, like a piercing cannonball, and slammed Li Zhonghe's left chest hard.
"Peng!"
There was another loud noise. Although Lee Jong Hyuk was not beaten into powder like Jin Junxian, his heart was instantly broken.
The last gleam of life was completely dissipated.
Lee Jong Hyuk, the first person in Taekwondo in Korea, died on the spot!
...
Seeing this scene, the faces of the Chinese warriors in the distance were filled with excitement and ecstasy that were unconcealable. They felt as if they were riding a roller coaster and flying from the abyss to the clouds. They couldn't help but exclaim:
"Win! We won!"
"Oh my God! I can't believe it..."
"Young Grandmaster Ye Beichen! He turned the tide and saved the dignity for the Chinese martial arts world. He is a true hero!"
"Ye Beichen!"
"Ye Beichen!"
"Ye Beichen!"
Soon, the same voice gathered in the field, calling out Ye Fan's name.
The most desperate moment in the Chinese martial arts world was when he was born, helping the mansion and turning the tide.
There is no doubt that after tonight, the name of Ye Beichen will resound throughout China!
Under the gaze of everyone's attention, Ye Fan hugged Xiao Yunrong's body, his figure flashed, and he swept outside the gym.
Looking at his disappearing figure, the hearts of the people in the court were surging and extremely agitated.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan is so young that he possesses such extraordinary strength. If he is given a few more years, he does not know why he will grow up and wait for a terrifying existence.
At that time, the vast land of China, I am afraid all Tianjiao will be overshadowed. Covered by his light.
