As Ye Fan's fighting skills came out, streaks of crimson flames emitted from Ye Fan's broken sword, heading straight towards the three elders with extremely tyrannical power.

The extremely high temperature makes the air become somewhat distorted.

"No, the extreme wind. Defense!" The old man who was knocked down by Ye Fan's punch saw the temperature of Ye Fan's fighting skills, and his pupils quickly enlarged. At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands to create a protective fighting spirit shield!

"Boom." As soon as Ye Fan's fighting skills touched the shield, the shield clicked, a crack grew from small to large, and the shield suddenly burst!

"Trouble..." The panic on the Great Elder's face gradually grew, and his fighting skills hit him with a pop.

A deep sword mark suddenly appeared on his body, and the sword mark was scorched black, and then the great elder fell to the ground.

A fighting king next to him quickly caught it.

"Ahem, I'm not dead yet. Go and notify...notify the old sect leader." The old man coughed a few times, and streams of blood slowly flowed out, and he said.

He felt that the person in front of him was not something they could handle.

"Want to leave?" Ye Fan saw the middle-aged man supporting the old man put the old man on the ground and prepared to escape.

The mental power was activated, and the huge mental power immediately pressed against the middle-aged man.

"Uh-huh!" The middle-aged man suddenly covered his head and squatted down. He felt that his mental area was completely blank, and there were waves of pain in his mind.

Then, I only felt a sharp pain in my stomach, and then I fell unconscious.

"Oh, even a low-level fighting skill like Thunder Strike can't match it. Really." Ye Fan took back his hand and looked at the two-year-old man who fell on the ground. He sighed softly.

"You..." When the other person saw Ye Fan's terrifying fighting power, he was so frightened that he could not speak clearly and his face turned pale.

"The extreme wind, run away!" The Dou Wang held a magic spell in his hand, his body turned into a stream of light, and he quickly ran away into the distance.

Just when the escaped Dou Wang was secretly rejoicing, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Hello." Ye Fan showed a smile that he thought was quite warm, and then used the fighting skill: Bajibeng.

In the panic-stricken look of the strong warrior, he was sent to the ground with a bang.

The three powerful warriors just... fell into a coma.

"Well, my combat power is obviously not bad." Ye Fan clapped his hands with satisfaction, then nodded. He followed the seven-step formula and came to the house where the three elders were guarding just now.

He kicked the door open and laughed loudly: "Yun'er, I'm here. Prepare to elope with me!" But the next second, Ye Fan's laughter stopped abruptly. There was no one in front of him, not even a person.

There are no ghosts either.

Ye Fan patted his head and immediately understood the elder's shout just now: "Someone is robbed." It turned out to be this. It seemed that he was really robbed.

Although there was no one in the house, there was a warehouse full of things with happy words on them. Among them, the things on the table in the middle were particularly conspicuous.

It was a jade pendant that exuded a faint white light. Next to it was written: Prince Dan Furukawa's betrothal gift! Ye Fan discovered that almost everything was given by Furukawa, including many "swords" and some fighting skills.

"A betrothal gift from a fifth-grade alchemist?" Ye Fan's eyes exuded greedy light. The things given by the fifth-grade alchemist must not be simple.

"But I'm not that kind of person. Besides, it's more important to find Yun'er now. Well, yes." Ye Fan said while putting all the things in the house into the ring. As for the one given by Furukawa

Ye Fan placed the jade pendant in the system space.

"Bah bang bang." At this moment, the sound of applause came from the door. Ye Fan looked around and saw a man with silver hair and wearing red clothes of a new official. The whole person exuded the aura of a superior.

Needless to say, this must be Furukawa.

"You have a good talent, and you defeated three fighting kings with the power of fighting spirits. Why don't you come and help me? I can mistake the things you took today as being given to you." Furukawa smiled faintly, exuding a strong feeling.

With such a sense of self-confidence, I would never think that Ye Fan would refuse. With my own reputation, I am afraid that Ye Fan would kneel down and lick me, right?

"Oh, who do I think you are? It turns out they were kidnapped. They kidnapped my Yun'er and negotiated terms. No way. Also, I don't care about your things. Take your garbage." Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly,

He took out all the swords he had just obtained from here and controlled his fighting spirit. He made all the swords fly in the air and pointed directly at Gu He. There were hundreds of swords. Controlling them was a bit draining of fighting spirit, but Ye Fan's fighting spirit was endless.

What about?

"Hundred swords strike together!" shouted Ye Fan, controlling hundreds of "swords" to rush towards Gu He.

"..." The corner of Furukawa's mouth twitched slightly. Damn, where's that jade pendant? That jade pendant is very expensive, okay? What's the point of returning the "sword" to me? I've returned so many "swords".

"Yin Yin... Ding Ding..." Hundreds of swords flew in front of Gu He, but stopped strangely, and then fell to the ground.

"Haha, if you don't want to drink a toast, you'll have to drink a fine drink!" Furukawa smiled coldly and waved his hand, and a group of fighting masters rushed out from behind. Let's call them: cannon fodder!

"Well, exchange points?" Ye Fan looked at the hundreds of Dou Masters pouring in, his eyes were bright. He just defeated the Dou Wang without killing, so he didn't get the exchange points. Why didn't he kill? That's because

Yun Yun's face, but these fighting masters are different, Furukawa's cannon fodder, kill them at will!

If those cannon fodders knew that Ye Fan regarded him as a mobile exchange point, they would probably vomit blood. Your sister, I am a fighting master. A master!

"Come on!" Ye Fan looked at the fighting masters coming up and shouted.

"Thunder strike, eight pole collapse, milking dragon grip, divine dragon hand. Invincible hand. The strongest foot, athlete's foot..." Ye Fan kept shouting from his mouth, and as he shouted, the room was suddenly filled with

All kinds of fighting spirit are filled with it, emitting a dazzling light.

In less than a minute, hundreds of people were cannon fodder and regretfully left the stage. And Ye Fan also gained 30,000 redemption points. He felt very satisfied.

"..." Furukawa.

"Is there more? Not enough to kill." Ye Fan wiped his hands with a towel, bah, paper towel, and then asked seriously.

"I'm done, Yun'er, hand it over!" Ye Fan wiped his hands, then looked at Gu He, and suddenly launched an attack.

But although Furukawa was surprised by Ye Fan's strength, he was not panicked at all, and even had a playful smile on his face. The fighting spirit in front of him was very interesting!

Ye Fan arrived in front of Furukawa and was about to succeed. At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared and punched Ye Fan.

Everything happened so fast that Ye Fan had no time to dodge because it was too fast! He hurriedly responded and collided with his fists.

"Bang!" Ye Fan was knocked back by a punch and took a few steps back. Blood overflowed from his hand, and some blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Who can defeat Ye Fan with one punch? Fighting Emperor? Or someone stronger?

The person who came here is not kind!
Chapter completed!