Zhao Tianfeng's attacks gradually became weaker, his strength gradually decreased, and his body gradually became illusory. It was obvious that the effect of the medicine was about to disappear. This made Zhao Tianfeng so anxious that he wanted to bite off the tip of his tongue to use it.
This is to keep the last bit of sanity.
However, the short-term pain only made Zhao Tianfeng sober up a little, but not long after, the effect of the medicine on him disappeared!
Suddenly, Zhao Tianfeng shrank like a deflated rubber ball, and his whole person looked very sluggish.
Seeing this situation, Ye Fan sneered with disdain and said lightly: "Lan Sha! Has the effect of the medicine expired? Now!! It's my turn!"
As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, a powerful aura suddenly burst out from Ye Fan!
The power of this breath far exceeds that of Blue Evil!
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 true strength of the Dragon King?"
Thinking of this, Zhao Tianfeng couldn't help but tremble, and the fear in his heart became more intense!
You know, the last time he faced such a terrifying power was when Zisha was furious, but the murderous aura exuded by Zisha that time was not as terrifying as Ye Fan.
In an instant!
The oppressive momentum of the scene was as suffocating as the overwhelming force of thousands of troops. This pressure made Zhao Tianfeng feel as insignificant as an ant!
However, just when he felt scared, Ye Fan suddenly took action.
At this moment, Ye Fan did not use any weapons, but relied on the strength of his body to punch out with a single fist!
This is a purely physical attack! But its lethality is no less powerful than any weapon.
I saw a terrifying strong wind violently sweeping around, and then I saw Ye Fan's fist hit Zhao Tianfeng hard on the chest.
"Bang!"
Along with a muffled sound, Zhao Tianfeng was severely beaten several meters away by Ye Fan and hit the wall.
Spider web-like cracks instantly appeared on the wall, and the dust on the wall also fell down.
Zhao Tianfeng was beaten to the ground, blood spurted from his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.
"Cough cough cough!"
At this time, Zhao Tianfeng coughed several times, but what he coughed out was bloody blood.
At this time, he was in so much pain that he almost fainted 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 filled with shock: "No...impossible! He just used a punch just now? He actually burst out with such terrifying power! Is he worse than Zisha?
Want to be awesome?"
Thinking of Zisha, Zhao Tianfeng suddenly thought of the gap between himself and Ye Fan.
Suddenly, a deep sense of frustration grew in my heart.
But he was still unwilling to give in, so he asked with a shocked face: "Ye Fan, you...how much success did you use in that punch just now?"
Ye Fan grinned and said lightly: "What do you think?"
"Nine successes? Or ten successes?" Zhao Tianfeng continued to ask tentatively.
Ye Fan shook his head and said calmly: "You are wrong! I only used less than 50% of my power in that punch just now!" This chapter has been completed!