Zhao Tianfeng's attack gradually became weak, his power gradually decreased, and his body gradually became illusory. It can be seen that the effect of the medicine was about to disappear, which made Zhao Tianfeng anxious and wanted to bite off the tip of his tongue in one bite to maintain his last hint of soberness.

However, the brief pain only made Zhao Tianfeng a little more awake, but not long after, the effect of the medicine on his body disappeared!

Suddenly, Zhao Tianfeng became wilted like a deflated ball, and his whole body looked very depressed.

Seeing this, Ye Fan's mouth sneered with disdain and said lightly: "Lansha! Is the medicine effective? Now!! It's time for me to come!"

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from Ye Fan!

The power of this aura is far beyond that of Lan Sha!

Zhao Tianfeng looked at Ye Fan in horror, his eyes full of fear, because he felt that he could not resist such pressure at all, "Damn it! Is this the real strength of the Dragon King?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Tianfeng's body couldn't help but tremble, and the fear in his heart became more and more intense!

You know, the last time he faced such a terrifying power, Zisha was furious, but the murderous aura emitted by Zisha that time was not as terrifying as Ye Fan.

In an instant!

The depressed momentum at the scene was as suffocating as thousands of troops. This pressure made Zhao Tianfeng feel as small as an ant!

However, just when he felt scared, Ye Fan suddenly made a move.

At this moment, Ye Fan did not use any weapons, but just used his body's strength to bombard it with his single punch!

This is a pure physical attack! Its lethality is no less than any weapon.

A terrifying strong wind suddenly swept across the surroundings, and then Ye Fan's fist slapped Zhao Tianfeng's chest hard.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Zhao Tianfeng was beaten several meters away by Ye Fan and hit the wall.

I saw spider-web-like cracks appearing on the wall instantly, and the dust on the wall also fell down.

Zhao Tianfeng was beaten to the ground, with blood squirting from his mouth and his face pale as paper.

"Ahem!!"

At this time, Zhao Tianfeng coughed a few times, but what he coughed was bloody blood.

At this time, he was so painful that he was almost fainting on the spot. He felt as if his whole body was falling apart!

Ye Fan's punch actually broke Zhao Tianfeng's sternum!

He raised his head and looked at Ye Fan in horror, his heart full of shock: "No...Impossible! He just used one punch just now, and actually burst out with such a terrifying power! Is he even more powerful than Zisha?"

Thinking of Zisha, Zhao Tianfeng suddenly thought of the gap between himself and Ye Fan.

Suddenly, a deep sense of frustration arose in my heart.

But he was still unwilling to give up, so he asked in shock: "Ye Fan, how much success did you use in that punch just now?"

Ye Fan grinned and said lightly: "Guess?"

"Nine success powers? Or ten success powers?" Zhao Tianfeng continued to ask tentatively.

Ye Fan shook his head and said lightly: "You are wrong! I just used less than 50% of the skills in the punch just now!"


Chapter completed!