A ray of light flashed through the sea of flowers.
Although the light is thin and small, it is like a pointed needle piercing the darkness and piercing the sea of flowers.
A sea of flowers filled with murderous intent was like a Buddha's palm, and a crack was broken.
The impenetrable murderous intent was instantly stabbed into a gap.
Then there was a shocking crack and a loud crack.
The overwhelming tulips shattered, and the flowers flew and poured down.
There is no pressure, no murderous intent, no doomsday will come.
At the same time, a wisp of blood fell from the air and quietly sank into the golden petals.
The world of Xiaosha has returned to peace and tranquility.
Whether it was the overbearing Emperor of Ugly or Ye Fan's unyieldingness, they all disappeared without a trace at this moment.
"What's going on?"
"It's really over in one move?"
"That boy from Dongfang should have been slapped to death by the ugly emperor, right?"
"It must be dead. Wanhua Guizong is the killer of the Chou Emperor, and no one can withstand this move."
"Yes, the darkness and pressure just now, I felt suffocating and despair when I hid in the dark. How could the boy from Dongfang not die?"
"The Chou Emperor is so powerful that he is worthy of being the head of the Dragon Guarding Clan, and he is worthy of being the Uncle Wang of the current king."
As the tulip fragments fell from the air, the three kings and the phoenixes who were buffering over whispered.
They regretted that Ye Fan was beaten to death by one move, and he also surrendered to the power of the Chou Emperor again.
Princess Tana and other prisoners also lowered their heads and dispelled a little hope in their hearts.
But their eyes quickly became stiff.
Among the gradually falling petals, a figure slowly stood up from the ground.
Although the movement was a bit difficult and difficult, he stood in everyone's sight again.
The petals covering the body fell, and Ye Fan's calm face was clearly visible.
"Mr. Ye is alive? Mr. Ye is okay?"
"What?"
"The Oriental boy is still alive?"
Zifeng Honghuang and the others looked at Ye Fan like a ghost, with an unconcealed shock on their faces.
They never expected that Ye Fan, who should have been crushed into mud, would calmly smile.
He was a little embarrassed, a little injured, and his left hand kept shaking, but he was still alive.
How is this possible?
The Seven Marquis and Three Kings were all stunned and unbelievable.
Princess Tana and other prisoners also rubbed their eyes to see if they were confused.
But no matter how difficult it is for everyone to accept, the fact that Ye Fan is alive is still in front of him.
"Young Master Ye is not dead, Young Master Ye is not dead!"
After slightly buffering, Isabel and Jin Yizhen immediately hugged each other and shouted.
They didn't know if Ye Fan had won, but they couldn't say anything about his excitement when they saw that he was still alive.
Atagu also let go of his hand pressed on the 'forty-meter' sword.
"Ahem!"
Ye Fan did not care about everyone's emotions, and reached out to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the night sky:
"Ugly Emperor, I didn't win this battle, and you didn't lose."
Ye Fan said lightly: "Go another move."
Facing the Chou Emperor's Wanhua Return to the Sect, Ye Fan condensed three energy from the dragon-slaying technique and penetrated the sea of flowers in one fell swoop.
Ye Fan was overwhelmed by the majestic power of the sea of flowers and was injured.
But the power condensed by the three dragon-slaying techniques also penetrated the sea of flowers and gave the Chou Emperor a blow.
Ye Fan didn't know how the Chou Emperor was injured.
But he knew that at this moment, he had to show strength and still be able to fight to the death.
Otherwise he would not be able to achieve his goal tonight.
Hearing Ye Fan's shouting for the Chou Emperor, Zifeng Honghuang and others were shocked.
They found themselves forgot about the existence and situation of the Chou Emperor.
Ye Fan was not dead and still shouted that he would not lose or win, which means that the Chou Emperor might be injured.
They turned their heads and searched for the figure of the Chou Emperor.
"Swoosh--"
But before everyone could lock in the figure of the Ugly Emperor, a figure had already appeared in front of Ye Fan quietly.
He turned his left hand gently and pressed against Ye Fan's chest.
The gesture was not fast, as gentle as seeing the moonlight, but when Ye Fan saw it, it had already fallen on his chest.
Light, but contains tremendous power.
The one who takes action is the Chou Emperor.
"Swoosh--"
Ye Fan did not dare to be careless at all, and his arms were intertwined suddenly.
He almost blocked the fist that was about to hit his body.
"Bang!"
The dull collision sounded throughout the club, like the roar of lions and tigers fighting in the forest!
The airflow around the two of them was also flying around, forcing Princess Tana and the others to subconsciously retreat.
Jin Yizhen and Isabel also looked at Ye Fan nervously.
"Swoosh--"
The fist and the arm collided, and Ye Fan flew backwards with the force and stood firm on a broken railing.
The dullness in the chest and the soreness in the arms once again informed the Chou Emperor of his extraordinary strength.
It was just that the erosion of the breath of death made Ye Fan even more excited and made his eyes hotter.
The excitement of death on the edge of life and death is something that many people pursue.
"call--"
Without giving Ye Fan too much cushion and breathing, the Chou Emperor followed closely, just like a bright moon shot out in vain in the darkness.
Then he stretched his left hand and slapped Ye Fan.
The palms are simple, but the energy has increased tenfold.
It gives people vastness and pressure like the Tathagata's magic palm.
Not to mention Ye Fan, who was the first to bear the brunt of the battle, even the audience around him were dry and dry.
If you are slapped by the Chou Emperor, you will be crushed to pieces.
"The emperor is the emperor. Not only is human and flower one, but it is also like the pressure of God."
"After this battle, tulips were not only forbidden for Westerners, but also forbidden for Easterners."
"The younger generation is the strongest, and never the strongest generation."
"The Chou Emperor's Wanhua Guizong did not kill the Dongfang boy, but just cat and mouse."
"Yes, when you meet a fun jumping clown, who won't play a few more times?"
The spectators around him showed emotion and admiration for the Chou Emperor.
The injured Zifeng Honghuang and the others even shiny their eyes, waiting for Ye Fan to be beaten into flesh paste by the Chou Emperor.
What a flowing and bright palm technique!
Before the palm of your hand came, the palm wind was whistling.
Skin tingling and breathing is difficult.
Ye Fan also exclaimed when he looked at the Chou Emperor.
Even so, he was even more warlike and his clothes fluttered in the wind.
As the opponent's palm was about to reach his body, he did not retreat but advanced, and suddenly took a strange move and directly punched him out.
"flutter--"
The fist poured out its strength, and a brilliant light bloomed in the night wind.
The Chou Emperor seemed to have thought that Ye Fan would do this long ago, so his palm sags slightly and shakes his fists.
"Woo--"
The next second, a strange sound came out.
The palm of his hand was pushed out quickly, pressing against Ye Fan's arm, flashing towards Ye Fan's chest like a phantom.
Ye Fan's expression changed slightly, his fists closed, and he grabbed the Chou Emperor's arm.
He slowly attacked his chest.
At the same time, Ye Fan raised his left hand and pointed to the Chou Emperor's chest.
The Ugly Emperor smiled calmly: "It's time to end!"
He raised his right hand to block Ye Fan's left hand.
At the same time, the left palm pressed the upper nine successfully.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the two people who were in a stalemate burst backwards at the same time.
When the Chou Emperor broke through Ye Fan and pulled his palm and slapped Ye Fan in the chest, Ye Fan's dragon-slaying technique also penetrated the Chou Emperor's right palm.