Almost no one could achieve this.

Because even if the muscles themselves contract, they will never produce combat effectiveness.

However, Ye Fan's muscles are different, and they have the protection of the Golden Shield Art. Although under normal circumstances, the Golden Shield Art plays a more defensive role, when it senses an unprecedented crisis, it will produce an undetectable offensive silently, and the bursting energy and defense should not be underestimated.

Unconsciously, the black claws released by Bharatha were being squeezed and deformed in Ye Fan's muscles.

And no one except Ye Fan noticed all this.

When Ye Fan fought with the Pharaoh, his meridians were completely cut off and he was reborn after Nirvana. There is nothing he can't bear to him now.

Every severe pain is regarded as a unique tempering.

The sharp claws that penetrate into the flesh and blood are enough to make people feel pain. People with strong will will go crazy.

Ye Fan can smile, and his willpower surpasses 99% of the people in this world.

The distance between Bharassa and Ye Fan was getting closer and closer, and he threatened with a conceited voice: "You are now so vulnerable. I'm enough to kill you with one move."

The response he received was: "Then give it a try."

"You are already surrendered, and you still dare to speak wildly in front of me?"

Brahsa shook his head, "Do you know that you are dead?"

Ye Fan pressed against the other party with a cold look, "Stop talking nonsense, do it."

"Kill him, kill him!"

On the hillside below, the remaining defeated soldiers of the Dark Clan were shouting loudly there.

They regained their morale and shouted one by one, hoping that the next second, the leader Balaksa could kill Ye Fan in seconds.

These dark people believe that if they can kill Ye Fan, they can kill all directions in the world from now on.

Because as of now, Ye Fan is a truly powerful enemy and almost destroyed the Dark Clan.

If Brahsa hadn't taken action in time, the Darks would have all died.

"I won't let you down, little ones."

Brahsa said arrogantly, "Whoever has the surname Ye, you have killed so many of me. No matter whether you have new enemies or old accounts, I can't spare you."

"Your death is here!"

He is only a few feet away from Ye Fan.

He half opened his bloody mouth, and the iconic black mist in his mouth was shrouded in it, and red light flashed. From a distance, it seemed like blood was surging. "Of course I won't let you die so comfortably. I have to absorb your spiritual energy and let you die in the torture of life worse than death."

Ye Fan sensed a powerful force of gravity came from the other party’s lips and teeth.

That gravity was so huge that it was even more powerful than a 12-Class hurricane.

The most incredible thing is that Ye Fan already felt a wisp of energy on his body being sucked over.

Whether for ordinary people or cultivators, the importance of vitality is naturally self-evident.

If the loss of vitality is too strong, it will inevitably cause a fatal blow to people.

Especially in the process of the competition between experts, it is completely an extremely dangerous thing.

Ye Fan absolutely does not allow this situation to continue to happen.

Because he discovered that after absorbing vital energy, Brahsa's spirit was significantly boosted, and obviously his skills also increased.

This is equivalent to the other party being open and shamelessly robbing his skills.

"This feels so wonderful. Ye Fan, are you very angry and helpless?"

Brahsa smiled proudly, "I enjoyed this process very much. Since we, the Dark Clan, cannot avenge revenge on Master Light, then I might as well take action against you."

In his opinion, Ye Fan was on the verge of death and would die in extreme pain.

No one can save the Chinese teenager.

However, in fact, Bharasa was wrong because someone would save Ye Fan, and that person was Ye Fan himself!

The Chinese boy's body's ability to resist fighting and harm has reached its peak and is unparalleled!

Even better than his amazing attack power.

"Hiss—hiss—"

With the force of Bharassa, strands of vitality continued to be sucked into his mouth.

Ye Fan felt dizzy, and every trace of energy was pulled out from his body, and the top of his head was cut like a knife, as if a sharp knife was constantly chopping his scalp.

Fortunately, he has a deep skill, otherwise his body would have been sucked into a piece of dry bark.

If it were a guy with less energy, he would have been suffocated long ago.

Even so, this situation cannot be allowed to continue, and it must be changed and reversed.

Because as time goes by, Bharassa's abilities will only become stronger and stronger, while Ye Fan's skills are gradually being consumed.

Now they are evenly matched, but if this trend continues, it is naturally Ye Fan who is weakened.

Those hateful black claws must be dealt with as soon as possible. If they are continued to be controlled, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Ye Fan silently began to strengthen his practice of the Golden Shield Art.

He firmly believed that the muscles in his wounds could squeeze and shatter the unbreakable claws.

There is not much time left for myself.

"Crack, crack!"

Hard work pays off, and Ye Fan finally heard the sound of a broken bone breakage.

"Hahaha, your bones are broken and your vitality is disappearing. What should I fight with?"

Brahsa also heard the sound, and his arrogant laughter became even louder.

He mistakenly thought that Ye Fan was suffering a severe injury, but he didn't know that it was the other party's muscles that crushed the black claws and made the sounds he heard.

In fact, this is not because Brahsa was careless. Anyone would have the same idea.

After all, who would have thought that the injured muscles could burst out with amazing attack power?

"I'll fight you with my life, it's now!"

After saying that, more than ten broken black claws flew backwards like lightning from Ye Fan.

Those burst out from the wound, like bullets coming out of the borehole.

Because the distance between the two sides was very close and Brahsa unexpectedly, he had no time to dodge.

I could only watch the sharp black claws flying towards me, and towards the open bloody mouth.

An ominous premonition immediately enveloped his heart.

Brahsa made a lot of calculations, but he didn't expect that Ye Fan could launch a fatal counterattack suddenly and suddenly.

It seems that he underestimated the other party's strength.

An negligence is very life-threatening.

Maybe I'm going to fall into Ye Fan's hands because I'm careless today.

Brahsa felt a murderous aura coming towards him, and then the shattered sharp claws suddenly flew into his mouth.

Maybe the next second, he will die.

Even if you don’t die, you will suffer unprecedented heavy blows in your life!

A hint of panic and fear began to emerge in Brahsana's originally smug eyes. At some point, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and replaced by the same emotions as his eyes.
Chapter completed!