Sou!

Ye Fan slapped Luo Xiaolin away, without pausing, his figure flashed, and he instantly swept to Luo Xiaolin's side.

"You ......"

Anger and grievance made Luo Xiaolin's face completely distorted, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, like an angry lion, trying to roar at Ye Fan.

However,

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Fan interrupted coldly: "I said, forty slaps, no one will be less!" ”

Swish!

When the words fell, Ye Fan waved his hand and grabbed Luo Xiaolin, like carrying a little chicken, and carried him in the air.

Syllable!

The crisp sound came out again, and Ye Fan threw out a second slap, which made Luo Xiaolin's head tilt.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

……

forehand

Backhand!

Next, in full view of everyone, Ye Fan was like Lao Tzu teaching a disobedient son, carrying Luo Xiaolin and constantly slapping him.

Wow!

Ye Fan's vigorous performance shook the audience again!

Those who originally thought that Ye Fan would be defeated felt that Ye Fan's slap was not only on Luo Xiaolin's face, but also on their faces, their faces were hot, and they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

And those who originally supported Ye Fan, cheers resounded throughout the square.

Those players from small sects or small families who had fought against Ye Fan were secretly glad that Ye Fan's true strength made them feel cold in their backs, if Ye Fan was as ruthless as several other seeded players, it was hard to imagine if they could or walk out of the ring.

In the stands, Shen Ximen was still an old god, but his eyes flashed with excitement and approval, the Xuanwu faction has been weak for a long time over the years, and many sects feel that the Xuanwu faction is still qualified to be one of the three major sects.

Now. Ye Fan's performance greatly increased the prestige of the Xuanwu Sect, making everyone understand that the Xuanwu Sect can not only continue to maintain the advantage of one of the three major sects, but may even become the head of the three major sects.

"The leaves are good, give me a hard shit, a god horse thing."

Shen Tu and Jin Zhanfei danced excitedly. I felt relieved more than when I came to the stage to smoke Luo Xiaolin's mouth - Ye Fan's battle showed the majesty of the Xuanwu faction!

Tong Qianchen looked at Ye Fan, who was showing his might all day on the stage, her beautiful eyes flashed with brilliance, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Zhang Tai's eyes flashed with tears of excitement, and his fists clenched tightly......

He knew that the reason why Ye Fan slapped Luo Xiaolin on stage was completely to vent his anger and get back on the field!

"Senior Brother Ye, thank you......"

Zhang Taiyi muttered. At this moment, there was a raging blood in his chest, and more gratitude!

At this moment, he was full of gratitude to Ye Fan!

Make a promise to your friends!

He was glad to have met such a friend as Ye Fan!

Unlike the cheers of the Xuanwu Sect, the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect almost gritted their steel teeth, their eyes breathed fire, and they felt humiliated and angry.

However,

Anger or grievance. So far, they have nothing but watching. There is no other way - Luo Xiaolin chooses to fight Ye Fan to the death, and no one can intervene!

Unless Luo Xiaolin admits defeat himself......

But geniuses are proud!

Luo Xiaolin took the initiative to propose a life-and-death battle, if he chose to admit defeat on the premise of being slapped by Ye Fan because he was defeated by Ye Fan, it would be more painful than killing him with a knife!

For a time, humiliation. Anger, unwillingness, disappointment, and other negative emotions completely appeared on the faces of everyone in Tianyuan Gate.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

For a while, only Ye Fan's slapping sound echoed in the huge square, and there was no other sound, and the people watching the game even held their breath, watching Ye Fan's movements on the stage without blinking.

Even. Some well-intentioned people also secretly helped Ye Fan count, counting how many slaps he had slapped, and these people were also bored.

Forty slaps!

One is not more, one is not less!

After Ye Fan slapped forty slaps, Luo Xiaolin's originally handsome and extraordinary face was no longer visible, and his flesh and blood were blurry, almost bursting his eyes.

However, Ye Fan controlled his strength very well, and did not lose control and blew up Luo Xiaolin's head, and did not even bring Luo Xiaolin fatal injuries.

Of course, Luo Xiaolin was almost out of combat power because of the continuous heavy losses he had suffered before, and he couldn't resist at all during the whole process, and as a monk at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, Luo Xiaolin's physical body was also very strong, so he didn't kill him.

Although Luo Xiaolin's face was blurred with flesh and blood, he was always firm, and a pair of eyes shot with resentment.

Bang!

When the last slap was finished, Luo Xiaolin also fell to the ground with a grunt.

Seeing this, Ye Fan stepped on Luo Xiaolin's face, as if he had returned from hell as a killing god, exuding a strong murderous aura all over his body.

"Forty slaps are over, next, let's settle the rest of the accounts."

Ye Fan's voice was emotionless, as if he was talking to an inanimate stone, and that tone was terrifying, "Before the talent competition began, you asked people to prepare a coffin for me and prepare for the collection of the body-you remember, right?" ”

"You...... What do you want? ”

I don't know why, this time, after Luo Xiaolin heard Ye Fan's words, the anger on his face was much less, replaced by panic and uneasiness.

"You should also remember that I said that you don't need to keep all the corpses!" Ye Fan's voice was still very cold, without any emotion.

"If you kill me, the Tianyuan Sect General and you will not die, no matter where you hide, you will be killed, and you will die a hundred times worse than me!"

Feeling Ye Fan's cold killing intent, Luo Xiaolin was really scared, he shouted loudly, and even carried the Tianyuan Gate out to threaten Ye Fan, hoping that Ye Fan would be afraid.

"Tianyuan Gate?"

Ye Fan smiled coldly, "You miscalculated, I even dare to scold Helian Chang, the head of your Tianyuan Sect, and I still care about your threat?" ”

"Boy, dare?!"

Seeing that his sect's life was hanging by a thread on the first day, the Tianyuan Sect elder couldn't help but get up and shouted loudly.

Can't?

"I'm fighting with Tianyuanmen!"

Ye Fan stared at the Tianyuan Sect Elder with cold eyes and responded strongly.

Call!

When the words fell, Ye Fan raised his right foot and stomped down at Luo Xiaolin's head!

"Poof—"

A muffled sound came out, and Luo Xiaolin's head was like a watermelon that had been beaten with a heavy hammer, completely bursting, blood splattering everywhere, and he died!

"Uh......"

Seeing this scene, the audience was shocked!

Obviously, no one thought that Ye Fan would be so strong, not only ignoring the angry shouts of the elders of Tianyuanmen, but also announcing in public that he would not die with Tianyuanmen, and finally stomped Luo Xiaolin's head!

"Boy, you damn it!!"

Seeing the death of his sect's most promising genius disciple, Tianyuan Sect Elder Jiang Qingfeng went crazy with hatred, and swept towards the ring suddenly, his eyes were split, and his murderous aura skyrocketed.

"You try to move one of his fingers?!"

Shen Ximen shouted angrily, flicked on the spot, and swept into the air, his body was like a big bird, followed by Jiang Qingfeng and landed on the ring, like a big mountain in front of Ye Fan, staring at Jiang Qingfeng coldly, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky.

The big war is on the verge of breaking out!

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PS: The third shift that is late, and the fourth watch, I wish my brothers and sisters a happy new year, and in the new year, be healthy and all the best~...... (To be continued.) )