"What is horror? Haha! I want to see how scary you can be!" Ye Fan laughed with disdain.
"Absolutely won't let things go!"
Luo Biao's face turned pale. Looking at his fierce and evil look, he obviously wanted to give Ye Fan a little color so that Ye Fan could know what "there is someone outside of people, and there is a sky outside of heaven."
"I hope so!"
Ye Fan spread his hands, with a disapproving expression on his face.
And his reaction made Luo Biao even more murderous.
I saw his eyes as sharp as an eagle and falcon, staring at Ye Fan tightly. Then, he held the dagger tightly and stabbed Ye Fan's abdomen!
"snort!"
Faced with his sudden and fierce attack, Ye Fan's expression was calm and relaxed, as if he didn't take Luo Biao seriously at all.
He still sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, leaving Luo Biao's blade only five centimeters away from his belly.
Seeing that his blade was about to pierce into his abdomen, Luo Biao had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, he felt that his dagger seemed to be blocked by something.
Forehead?
He looked down and found that Ye Fan stretched out one hand and grabbed his wrist holding the knife.
"How...how is it possible?"
Luo Biao's face changed suddenly. He never expected that his sword would be blocked by Ye Fan's bare hands!
"Haha, this is called horror? Lao Tie, are you serious?"
Ye Fan smiled coldly, and then, with a swing of his right arm, Luo Biao was lifted out.
"Bang!"
Luo Biao fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound, which made everyone's eardrums hurt.
Luo Biao covered his chest and got up from the ground.
"Ahem..."
He coughed violently twice, his face turned red, and he was obviously seriously injured.
He stared at Ye Fan with resentment and anger, and roared and said, "Barewell! How dare you look down on me?!"
Ye Fan spread his hands and sneered: "I want to look down on you too, but the problem is that you don't have the ability, and I don't want to look down on you!"
"you......!"
This sentence is simply a heart-killing word, which immediately made Luo Biao furious.
"Luo Biao, are you dead? If you are not dead, hurry up and take his life!" Luo Lifen ordered Luo Biao.
"Abide by the order!"
Although Luo Biao was injured, the eldest lady had an order and he had to obey. He agreed again.
At this time, he endured the pain and rushed towards Ye Fan.
"Boy! Our duel is not over yet!"
After saying that, Luo Biao stared at Ye Fan with gritted teeth, and his eyes flashed with resentful murderous intent. Then he shouted angrily, then kicked the ground and exerted force. His whole person flew out like an arrow through the clouds and rushed straight to Ye.
Any.
"From the moment I took action, our duel has been finished!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, then flashed his body, and in the blink of an eye, he approached Luo Biao, then waved his fists and smashed directly into Luo Biao's face.
"Bang!"
"Puchi!"
In an instant, a stream of blood gushed out, and Luo Biao screamed and flew backwards in an instant.
"Search to kill? Is this young man too fierce? He can actually kill the famous Luo Biao in one punch?"
"hiss--!"
Everyone present took a breath. They all knew Luo Biao's strength very well, but now they were fucked to the ground by Ye Fan, which made them feel unbelievable!
Ye Fan stood there without moving, with a disdain on his face, glanced at Luo Biao lightly, and said sarcastically: "Haha! You can't bear it? You said you are trash, you are a compliment to you
It’s right! Because you’re not even as good as trash!”
"hateful!"
Luo Biao lay on the ground, his eyes red, he stared at Ye Fan tightly, his heart full of extreme anger and humiliation.