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No one can stop the person that I, Ye Fan, want to kill.

On the plaza, everyone was dumbstruck as they watched this scene. A youth suddenly soared up and turned into a giant that was over ten meters tall!

Giant's hair was a fiery red, and the muscles all over his body were exploding. Traces of blood energy were spiralling around him, which was extremely terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan suddenly raised his right fist and smashed it into the air.

A ring of energy ripples spread out.

Boom! An explosive sound rang out.

An Lan's hand seals only lasted for a few seconds before dissipating under the might of the fist wind.

At this time, Ye Fan's enormous body appeared in front of An Lan as if it had teleported, and smashed down with a barbaric punch.

The floor instantly shattered and a huge crater was formed. Meanwhile, Holy Son of Anlan was doing his best to hold on to the incoming fist.

"Eh? I actually didn't smash you to death! " Ye Fan sneered, he raised his fist and smashed down ruthlessly.

Punch after punch!

Shock!

It was one thing for his strength to explode in an instant, but now he had even trampled the Holy Son beneath his feet.

For example, who in North Cold Palace possessed the ability to shock the heavens and shock the earth?

"Lie down!" For Ye Fan to actually suppress the Holy Son, isn't that just too monstrous? "

"Powerful!" Too strong, I think that in the Ninth cave of the Holy Son, no one is a match for Ye Fan! "

"What's even more terrifying is that he's even an elder of the Grade Four Alchemist!"

Such a young elder!

So powerful that it was suffocating.

"Another Earth Ranked Martial Technique, not bad!" This time, at the Nine Martial House, my North Cold Palace might be able to wash away his previous shame! " Xu Qing laughed loudly.

Son of Vodu originally thought that An Lan would be able to suppress Ye Fan, but the current scene shocked him so much that he couldn't even speak.

Who would have thought that he would become stronger the more he fought?

An Lan felt even more depressed after being pressed down by her fist. As a Saint son, when had she ever been bullied like this before?

The fist on his arm was like a mountain, pressing down on him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"The moment you guys attacked me, you should have expected this to happen!"

"What Son of God?" An eighth stage expert is nothing but trash in my eyes! "

"Now, I will send you to see Hades!"

"Eight!" Extreme! Earth! "Crack!"

Rumble ~ Ye Fan's fist suddenly exploded with a terrifying power, and the entire pit sank another three metres.

When he raised his fist, everyone realized that the Holy Son of Anlan in the hole had already embedded itself into the ground, dead beyond compare!

At that moment, only Ye Fan's heavy breathing could be heard. Everyone looked at this scene in shock, and their hearts were unable to calm down.

An existence at the Saint Child level, the candidate for the Sovereign's position, had actually been beaten to death by him!

Seeing this, the other Elders didn't even dare to fart.

Domineering!

Ye Fan slowly turned around, pointed at Fu Du, and said: "It's your turn!" His voice was light, but it made one's scalp tingle.

Son of Vodu's entire body was trembling. The evildoers he was facing were simply too strong. They were not existences of the same level.

Thump ~

He elegantly knelt in front of Ye Fan, and said while trembling: "I ~ ~ I was wrong, Junior Brother Ye, I am willing to give up my position as the Holy Son in exchange for my life!"

"Hehe!" Too late, I, Ye Fan, cannot stop the people I want to kill! "

"Today, you must die. Otherwise, wouldn't all sorts of random people and dogs come to provoke me in the future? "

Ye Fan's arrogant voice sounded out, causing all the inner disciples of North Cold Palace to feel chills down their spines.

"Ye Fan, don't go too far! You forced me to do this. " Fudu gritted his teeth and swallowed a pitch-black medicinal pill.

In the next moment, his aura exploded.