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"Not good, it's about to explode!" Ye Fan, who was in the middle of cultivating, suddenly screamed out. The energy that he couldn't control exploded.

Bang ~ A loud sound rang out and the excess energy instantly blew the whole room apart. A strong wave of air gushed out from the room.

Outside the secret room, the disciples that were about to charge in were hit by the blast and screamed miserably.

Mo She's eyelids jumped up and down as if he teleported. However, he was also affected by the impact and his clothes were all shredded.

However, his elite disciples weren't so lucky. They all staggered and spat out blood. Soon after, they all died.

Damn it! All the elites that he brought along were all elites of the Mo Clan, and they were all killed before they could even use their powers!

Mo She was depressed, very depressed!

One, two, three, revive!

"I, Ye Fan, am back!" Ye Fan screamed. After his body exploded and died, it was easy to control the energy in his body.

Previously, he had relied on the system to digest the medicine, and had taken over a dozen pills in a frenzy. Only then did the excess energy explode. Looks like I'll have to take it easy in the future.

"Ding ~ Kill a martial artist at Tempered Body 5th Layer ~"

"Ding ~ Ding ~ Ding ~"

Pfft ~ Killing? It's none of my business. I don't know anything!

Ye Fan was stunned. He looked at the chamber that was blown into ruins, then looked at the corpses that were blown into meat paste, and finally understood something.

"Big Brother, you can't blame me for this!" If we accidentally blew them up, we can only blame them for being too weak, right? " Ye Fan said with a harmless look on his face.

Puff! Mo She felt like spitting blood. This innocent look, why was he asking for a beating?

"Humph!" "You remnant of the Ye Clan, no matter what, you will die here today!" With a roar, his fists were like snakes as they rushed out, aiming straight for Ye Fan's vitals.

"So it's someone from the Mo Clan. Then you guys deserve to die!" Ye Fan's expression instantly turned cold as he stared at the opponent's moves.

"Ding ~ Scanning Flame Serpent Fist, analysis flaw complete, 3 inches below wrist!"

It had to be said that Mo She's speed was very fast. Just when Ye Fan finished his analysis, his hand was already thrusting towards Ye Fan's eyes.

"Smoke Step, Tyrant Tiger Fist!"

Ye Fan's footsteps were weird as he moved horizontally. His body was also twisted as he threw a punch towards the three feet under Mo She's wrist.

This punch of his seemed to emit the faint roar of a ferocious tiger.

Beating the snake until it was 7 inches, and under Mo She's wrist was the point where he used his strength. He was actually instantly defeated by Ye Fan.

Crack. The sound of bones breaking.

Mo She immediately retreated with an extremely shocked expression on his face. A middle Huang grade martial skill and a upper Huang grade movement technique, how could a scum like you, a fourth stage martial artist, possess them? "

After a moment, he noticed something fishy. With a deathly pale face, he said, "No, that's not right. You're at the sixth level of the Body Tempering stage. How could it be possible in a short two days?"

"You don't even know how many realms I have, and you still dare to bring people to kill me? Sigh ~ IQ! " Ye Fan twisted his neck and walked towards Mo She.

What a strong, terrifying aura!

One of his arms was already disabled. His face changed multiple times and he turned to run.

"Hehe, you still want to run now? "Too late!" Ye Fan sneered. The large club appeared in his hand and smashed towards Mo She's back.

A dull thud.

"Ding ~ Kill a martial artist at Tempered Body 8th Layer ~"

"Sigh ~ IQ!" Ye Fan sighed and went up to feel his whole body. He then got a few spirit stone cards that were worth ten thousand gold coins.

"It's time to seek revenge from the Mo Clan!" He brought up the large club and was just about to walk down the street, when he suddenly felt something, and looked towards the corner of the ruins.

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