The skinny old man's face changed drastically, his hands were stacked suddenly, and his arm guards moved forward to block them.

He wanted to block Ye Fan's attack, torn the black coffin, and tore Ye Fan apart on the spot.

He wanted everyone to see the offending Tulip Club dead.

"Bang!"

The coffin and the arms were fiercely touched.

The coffin broke its arms, the sternum, and the skinny old man's head.

With a bang, the skinny old man fell more than ten meters.

He fell to the ground in disbelief.

Bleeding in the seven orifices.

"ah--"

Many women hiding in the house screamed.

The audience was also shocked.

No one expected that the club housekeeper who was in power with martial arts was hit by Ye Fanfeng Qingyuntan.

And it was a defeat.

A tall woman who seemed to be a deputy lieutenant roared in grief: "You killed Butler Hongx? You have caused a big disaster..."

"Swoosh!"

The coffin trembled and the tall woman threatened to abruptly.

The throat was mercilessly shattered by the coffin lid.

She stared at Ye Fan with wide eyes and her head slowly softened.

She never expected Ye Fan to take action against her.

Ye Fan took back the lid of the coffin with a whoosh: "Then let the disaster be a little bigger!"

Seeing this, everyone present was cold and their faces were as white as paper. This kid was too cruel.

Several famous ladies dismissed their disdain and contempt, and their pretty faces became a little rosy.

This kid is not only strong, but also doesn't care about his beauty, which is very in line with their taste.

What they admire is the iron-blooded man who dares to destroy the beautiful flowers.

"Kill him!"

More than a dozen tulip masters rushed over like wolves and tigers after being sad and angry.

They all went to Ye Fan with swords and swords to greet him.

But there was no sound of blood splattering and bone breaking that they wanted.

All the swords were blocked by the coffin in Ye Fan's hand.

Then more than a dozen people were all swept away.

More than a dozen people bleeded blood almost at the same time.

The rest of the tulips who rushed up fearlessly were swept away by Ye Fan.

No one can defeat it.

In the vast land, Ye Fan fell down more than forty people after three rounds.

One by one, the bones broke, the mouth and nose were bleeding, and they fell to the ground. There was a lot of danger.

The lights were pale and the fighting spirit was amazing, which made the remaining enemies and spectators breathe rapidly.

Is this still a human?

It's really terrible!

The remaining enemy's mind was blank, and he subconsciously retreated backwards.

At the same time, a hot and hopeful voice sounded around him one after another:

"Oriental boy, I am a financial oligarch. I destroy the place and rescue me. I will give you a billion."

"Young man, I am the shadow gambling king. Take me away. I will give you all the overseas casino equity worth tens of billions."

"Young man, I am Uncle Glen. I have sponsored dozens of sailing forces. I will send you ten shipwreck treasures including the Caribbean Sea."

"Oriental boy, I don't have money as much as them, but I have seven granddaughters who are in full bloom, and I will be betrothed to you all."

"Young man, I also have nine young junior sisters in my early twenties."
Chapter completed!