Chapter 118: I ca n’t stop anyone Ye Fan wants to kill

Everyone in the square was stunned watching the scene. A young boy suddenly rose up in front of him and turned into a giant ten meters high!
The giant's hair was red, all his muscles were exploding, and a trace of blood was swirling around, terrible.
Everything was in the blink of an eye, Ye Fan suddenly raised his right fist and smashed into the void fiercely.
A circle of energy ripples spread out.
Boom ~ a bang.
Under the vast fist wind, An Lan's law seal collapsed and disappeared after only a few seconds.
At this time, Ye Fan's huge body teleportation generally appeared in front of An Lan, and his arrogant punch hit him.
Boom ~ The floor broke instantly, and a big pit collapsed. And An Lan Shengzi, struggling to support the fist that hit.
"Eh? He didn't smash you to death!" Ye Fan sneered, raised his fist and smashed it severely.
One punch after another!
Shocked!
The strength soared in an instant, and now stepped on the foot of the Son.
I would like to ask the North Han Palace, who has such amazing power of crying ghosts and gods?
"Crouching ~ slot! Ye Fan actually crushed the Son, isn't that too evil?"
"Strong! Too strong, I think Shengzi Jiudong House, no one is Ye Fan's opponent!"
"What's more frightening is that he is still a Sipin Alchemist, the elder of the Alchemist Association!"
Such a young elder!
It's so suffocating.
"It's another martial art on the ground, and the boy is good! This time at the Ninth Martial Art Museum, I may be ashamed of it!" Xu Qing laughed loudly.
The prince of voodoo had thought that An Lan could suppress Ye Fan, but at this scene, he couldn't say anything.
Who would have thought that this child would become stronger and stronger.
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An Lan, who was pressed by his fist under the pit, was even more depressed. As a holy son, he had never been so oppressed?
The fist on this arm was like a big mountain, and he was out of breath.
"The moment you hit me, you should think of today!"
"What sage? The Yaekyo strongman is nothing but in my eyes!"
"Now, I'll send you to see the King!"
"Eight! Pole! Ground! Crack!"
Boom ~ Ye Fan's fist suddenly burst into a horrible force, and the entire deep pit sank again by more than three meters.
When he raised his fist, the talents found that An Lan Shengzi in the pit had been embedded in the ground, and the dead could not die anymore!
At this moment, there was only Ye Fan's thick gasp in the square. Everyone looked at this scene in shock, their hearts were shocked.
The existence of a saint level, the candidate of the suzerain, was stung by him!
Seeing this, the elders nearby didn't dare to put one.
Domineering!
Ye Fan slowly turned around, pointed at Fudu and said, "It's you!" The faint voice made people numb.
The prince of voodoo was trembling all over the body, and the evils he faced were too powerful, not a level existence at all.
Bang ~
He knelt down in front of Ye Fan gorgeously and shivered: "I am wrong, Brother Ye, I am willing to give up the position of the Holy Son in exchange for a" life "!"
"Oh! It's late, I can't stop anyone Ye Fan wants to kill!"
"Today, you must die. Otherwise, wouldn't any cat or dog come to challenge me?"
Ye Fan's arrogant voice sounded, and many inner disciples in Beihangong could not help feeling cold.
"Ye Fan, don't deceive people too much! This is what you" forced "me." Fudu gritted his teeth and swallowed a dark black "medicine".
The next moment, his breath exploded.