"How is this possible?"

Long Po Pan also looked at Ye Fan in shock.

Not only was he repelled by Ye Fan's punch, but the tiger's mouth was also in severe pain, and there was even a trace of blood oozing out.

"A guy who has just entered the realm of Dacheng for a few months, why is his speed and strength so terrifying?"

"Am I being careless?"

Not only did he enter the realm of Dacheng early, but he also continued to refine his body and repair his qi and blood over the years, and he had already trained his muscles into copper skin and iron bones.

So Ye Fan repelled him with one move and injured him, making him unspeakably shocked.

However, he quickly regained his composure, his hand was grasped, the redness and swelling disappeared, the pain disappeared, and he returned to his original state, as if he had not been injured.

Ye Fan looked at him and said lightly: "If you do this, you will disappoint me." ”

The woman in purple was so angry when she heard this: "Shut up! Master, this is a starting move, and she hasn't made a killing move yet." ”

Ye Fan looked at Long Popan and smiled: "Really?"

Then let you do one more trick?"

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Long Popan's face sank, and her figure shook.

He instantly turned into dozens of phantoms, attacking Ye Fan from all directions.

"It's a thought!"

"How!"

A blood-colored light, accompanied by a terrible roar, slashed towards Ye Fan like a rainbow.

When the blade approached, it suddenly brightened a lot, and there was faint blood flowing on the surface.

Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly, and his footsteps moved, showing a willow step in the wind.

"Bang!"

Blood-colored light fell from the sky and slashed at Ye Fan's phantom with all his strength.

Although the other party's knife failed, Ye Fan, who was calm, still felt shocked.

Both feet staggered back under the force of the attack.

At the same time, the blood and qi were tumbling.

In the area where the knife slashed, a rock showed signs of cracking.

Ye Fan's clothes and a few hairs also shattered and flew away in the air current.

It's terrifying.

But that's just it, Long Po Pan's knife still didn't hurt Ye Fan.

"What?"

The purple-clothed woman exclaimed again, unable to believe that Ye Fan had avoided the second knife again.

Long Po Pan also jumped in eyelids.

This kid's defense is so strong, he performed two killing moves in a row, but he didn't expect to hurt Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked at Long Po Pan and said lightly: "The number one master in the Elephant Country, but that's it." ”

"A knife in the rain!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of killing sounded, and the treasure knife in Long Popan's hand once again unleashed the third knife.

At this moment, Long Popan's treasure knife was blood-red, and the surrounding rain was also red.

"Master, no!"

Seeing this, the woman in purple shouted in shock: "This knife is not easy to control." ”

This knife, when unleashed, is earth-shattering, not only will it kill the enemy, but it will also injure innocent people if you are not careful.

Because it's so powerful, it's hard to control.

Long Po Pan laughed fiercely: "There is no retreat to speak of. ”

Since his debut, he has surprised Xiangguo and has not tasted a single defeat, even when he was alone against seventy-two masters.

Now that he has suffered a big loss from a Shenzhou boy, how can he continue to be worshiped by the elephant country if he doesn't kill the other party?

Seeing that she couldn't advise her master, the woman in purple could only shout at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan bastard, don't you arrest him yet?"

"Once Master casts the third sword of Fengyun, not only will you die, but you will also raze the mountain. ”

"You're not going to give up your resistance?"

The woman in purple was furious: "You want to drag us to the funeral, this is a selfish act." ”

"Idiot, let's not say that your master is angry and embarrassed, even if you follow the funeral, you will bring it upon yourself. ”

Ye Fan sneered: "Besides, don't say one knife, even ten knives, your master can't kill me." ”

"I dodged him twice, but I learned his essence. ”

"And bulldozing the whole mountain?"

"You think too highly of your master. ”

Ye Fan raised his hand at Long Popan: "To him, I can blow him up with one punch." ”

"A knife in the rain!"

Long Po Pan was so angry that Ye Fan was stimulated, and rushed out with a knife.

The red light was magnificent, and it shot towards Ye Fan in an instant.

At the same time, the rain in the sky was also reflected red, as if it had turned into a sharp knife, swishing towards Ye Fan.

The sky is full of swords and rain, and the wind penetrates the stones.

The women in purple had tingling cheeks and retreated in fear, hoping that they would not be involved.

Finished.

If Ye Fan can't stop this blow, they will also be affected.

And can Ye Fan block it?

Apparently not.

"Whoosh-" Long Po Pan, a flash is coming! Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a blazing heat.

With this knife, he clearly felt an unprecedented murderous aura that would not give up.

There were many trees and stones around him, and they were all shot by the rain of knives, and all of them had a lot of knife marks.

Dense and shocking.

The destructive power caused by Long Po Pan's sword was completely beyond Ye Fan's imagination.

Ye Fan dodged with a windward willow step, but he was still swept by a few drops of knife rain, his clothes were tattered, and his skin was in severe pain.

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand was fanned, and the fish intestine sword was horizontal in front of him.

"Dangdang—" Red light burst in.

The scimitar slashed at the sword, with a loud bang, and it stopped in mid-air.

The women in purple had a dry mouth: caught it again?

Long Po Pan's eyes were also wide, and it was hard to believe that Ye Fan could block it.

"It's my turn!"

Without waiting for Long Po Pan to react, Ye Fan roared: "Break it for me!"

He threw a punch at Long Po Pan.

"Bastard!"

Long Po Pan's face changed again, but he didn't expect Ye Fan to have the strength to fight.

In the face of the last-first punch, or a close-range close-range punch, he can only use a horizontal sword and a block.

"Boom. ”

With a loud bang, a terrifying force erupted from Ye Fan's fist and hit Long Po Pan's treasure knife fiercely.

Long Po Pan snorted, her eyes were painful, and her legs dragged her feet to the ground and fell out.

The women in purple exclaimed, "Master!"

They looked at this scene in shock, and they didn't expect that Ye Fan could not only block the master's third sword, but also counterattack and force the master back a few meters.

"Boy, you damn it!"

Long Po Pan suffered losses again and again, and shouted violently, and her anger was monstrous.

"The fourth knife of Fengyun, a knife of empty hatred-" "Let you have no room for hatred!"

Without waiting for Long Po Pan to display the fourth knife, Ye Fan's body slammed into the sky.

Like a streamer phantom, he instantly appeared in the sky above the dragon po.

His face was full of indifference, and he stepped on it with all his might, like crushing an ant.

This kick is like an ancient beast, with immortal battle intent.

"No!"

Long Popan's face was loud, and he blocked it again, but just after touching it, he screamed again.

Can't stop it, really can't stop it.

When the sword broke, his right hand snapped with a click, and blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.

Long Po Pan was sad and indignant, his knife, this hand, had killed many strong people.

But in front of Ye Fan's foot, he was like a vulnerable ant.

Immediately afterwards, after Ye Fan stepped on his treasure knife and right hand, his momentum continued unabated, and he went straight into his chest, and even with a knife, he fell straight down and stepped into the puddle.

"Boom. ”

The puddles shook, muddy water splashed everywhere.

Long Po Pan's chest was broken and blood was spurted wildly, and she fell into a puddle of stagnant water on all fours.

He couldn't tell the grief and indignation, and the endless sadness, but more than that, the shock.

He had already discovered that Ye Fan's skills were by no means a realm master, and he could beat himself like this, at least at the peak of the realm.

At this age, at this realm, it's too demonic and too perverted.

Long Po Pan was exhausted.

The women in purple were also cold when they saw this, and they covered their small mouths.

The dignified Long Po Pan, the number one master in the elephant country, was actually stepped into a puddle by Ye Fan?

It's unbelievable.

But the cruel reality was in front of him, and Long Po Pan was trampled over by Ye Fan like a dead dog.

"It's time to finish. ”

After Ye Fan landed calmly, he took two steps forward and stepped on Long Po Pan's throat.

"No-" Long Popan's heart trembled, she roared angrily, pressed her whole body strength, and wanted to block Ye Fan's kick with her left hand.

It's just that his left hand has just been raised, and Ye Fan has already stepped on his throat.

"Click!"

With a sharp sound, all the movements of Long Po Pan were stopped.

Long Popan didn't shout, nor did he struggle, but suddenly, his whole body lost his strength and fell back to the ground.

His eyes were full of grievance and anger, and he glared at Ye Fan, full of despair, doubt, and hatred...... He didn't seem to believe that Ye Fan killed him like this.

"Whoosh-" Ye Fan didn't pause, picked up the fish intestine sword and swung it.

"Pounce-" Long Po Pan's head fell to the ground.

The woman in purple shouted hysterically: "No-" The women in uniform subconsciously raised their guns.

A flash of cold light.

Countless splintering blades flew out.

"Ahh

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, and walked away...... The wind and rain are tight.