The two of them were knocked away by Ye Han's punch, like flying cannonballs, and directly hit the spirit curtain.

"Poof!

The two of them were directly beaten and spat blood, their breath was sluggish, and they were half dead.

With one punch, the two eighth-level martial artists were beaten with a sluggish breath, and they were not far from death, and this terrifying method frightened the people who were watching.

"Damn! This boy is so fierce? It's amazing!"

"Shhh

"It's really unseemly! It's so strong at such a young age!"

After Ye Han knocked these four people away, the people around them talked and whispered, obviously shocked!

What a wonderful duel, what a pleasure!

Some of them had scorching war intent in their eyes, clearly excited.

Not only was he shocked by Ye Han's strength, but he also admired Ye Han's courage and courage.

"Ahh

As if I had seen a ghost, my body was trembling, I was constantly regressing, and my sweat was pouring out uncontrollably.

His face was pale, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Hehe!" Ye Han smiled, his face was a little gloomy, and he walked directly towards the fat man.

Keep clenching your fists, and the joints crackle.

This crackling sound was heard in the ears of the fat man, like the devil roaring and shouting, and his face became even more pale, without a trace of blood.

"No, don't come here, what do you want to do?" The fat man kept retreating, as if he had touched a ghost, and accidentally tripped over a stone, and fell directly to the ground with a plop!

After falling to the ground, the fat man kept falling backwards.

Although Ye Han's steps were slow, every time he took a step forward, the fear on the fat man's face would intensify a little, and the speed of regression would be faster!

"Who scolded me for the bun just now?" Ye Han's tone was indifferent, seemingly without a trace of emotion, but a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

But the fat man's face froze directly, and then the sweat of the bean was dripping down.

knelt directly on the ground, kowtowed to Ye Han, and shouted: "Big brother, no, uncle, uncle, you have a lot of adults, spare the villain! The villain knows that he is wrong, please forgive the uncle!"

The fat man slammed directly into the ground, thumping, "Knock! knock......

A series of rings.

The ground was sunken down, and mottled blood remained on it, looking a little pitiful.

A large piece of the fat man's forehead was bleeding, and the blood flowed directly to his nose, which was a bit miserable.

The fat man kept knocking on the ground, and Ye Han slowly walked in front of him, looking at the fat man with a playful expression.

"Yo, why did the character who was very awesome just now kneel for me now? I can't stand this!" Ye Han said deliberately with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

After hearing this, the fat man raised his head and looked at Ye Han, he didn't know what to do for a while, and he had already greeted Ye Han's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart!

But his face was still pitiful, and he begged Ye Han for mercy.

"Uncle, uncle, it's the villain who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, the villain should die, please punish the adult! Just ask for a small life!" The fat man knelt and kept kowtowing, and said loudly, and the martial cultivators watching around could hear it.

At first, there were not many people watching, only a few dozen, and finally there were more and more onlookers, and now there are hundreds of people watching, and the number is still increasing.

Although the fat man said this, he thought in his heart, "My uncle, wait, when my senior brother comes, you will be finished! Bastard, when the time comes, I want you to kneel on the ground and beg me for mercy!"

The crowd watching around watched this fat man actually kneel down for Ye Han, kowtowing so much and begging for mercy, they all scoffed, looking down on this fat man.

At the beginning, the dog was powerful, relying on the younger brother of four eighth-level martial artists, and he was extremely arrogant.

But when the four eighth-level martial artists defeated Ye Han with three punches and one kick, the fat man was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, without any ambition.

If it is in a time of war, it is easy for such a person to be a traitor and a traitor who betrays the country for glory.

"Hey! What a fucking coward, just kneel!"

"Huh, just this kind of person? You can only bully the weak, and when you meet a strong opponent, you can only be abused!"

"This kind of person really doesn't have any discipline, he changes his face faster than turning a book, and he still has a fierce face just now!

The surrounding audience couldn't help but point their fingers when they looked at the fat man like this, with a look of disdain.

And the fat man didn't seem to hear what the people around him were saying, and he was still the same.

"Hehe, spare your life, how can you spare me?" Ye Han's face became gloomy, and he grinned at the fat man, his voice was extremely cold, like a cry from an abyss demon.

stepped directly on his fat hands, and he was still writhing.

The fat man only felt like a mountain pressing on his hand, extremely heavy, and the hand that was pressed was almost deformed.

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain, you can imagine how painful it is.

Moreover, Ye Han kept writhing, which made the fat man's face even more distorted, and he was almost about to faint to death in pain, it was too painful.

That kind of pain is several times more painful than swinging a knife from the palace, and the fat man feels that his five fingers have been deformed and softened together.

It was like a ball of noodles, which were kneaded together, and the blood was pooled, directly staining the ground red.

"Ah......h

The fat man's voice was like killing a pig, it was even more terrifying than killing a pig!

It was as if it had been castrated, and the voice was miserable.

Everyone felt a chill down their spines, their faces changed slightly, and some of them even swallowed a mouthful of saliva!

This Nima is too ruthless, isn't it? The people watching around were shocked, and their faces turned pale!

"This young man really can't see it, not only is he strong!

The people around couldn't help but sigh, secretly glad that they didn't go against this young man, otherwise they would have really hit the door of Lord Yama!

"Hehe, hey, I'll just say it! offending such a murderous star is a long life!" said the man who had seen Ye Han fight, with a look of surprise.

The people watching around were some happy, some surprised, and some remained silent.

In short, there is an idea in my heart, it is better not to mess with such a fierce person.

No one had the idea of making friends with this young man, but they still wanted to be good with him.

With this kind of strength, at this age, if you pass three or five years, you can easily reach the realm of Martial Venerable, and even reach Martial Sect.

With such strength and talent, who doesn't want to make a good friend?

Only a fool would befriend him, unless he is dead!