Jiang Wudao let out a loud sound, and his injuries worsened again. He forced out the strange fire and fire god energy.
"After playing for so long, it should be over."
Ye Fan disappeared.
Great invisibility.
Jiang Wudao was horrified and ran for his life frantically.
But suddenly, Ye Fan appeared in front of him, his pupils shrank, and he punched him.
Tremendous power.
Jiang Wudao's sternum was completely shattered, but the Jiuyang Divine Body was so strong that Ye Fan didn't penetrate it or explode it.
Jiang Wudao screamed and flew backwards.
He was seriously injured.
The sternum was completely shattered. All the internal organs were hit by the huge bed. If it were not protected by the power of the source, all the internal organs would probably explode.
"Wow!"
Jiang Wudao spat out three mouthfuls of blood in succession, his face was pale, and he stared at Ye Fan who was walking towards him with splitting eyes.
At this moment, Jiang Wudao lost his pride.
His life is in Ye Fan's hands.
"Ye Fan, although I destroyed the Kunlun base of Tianzun Palace, the key personnel were not killed. They all hid in the Palace of Disaster."
Ye Fan's heart trembled and he felt a little relieved.
"So, you killed countless warriors from my Tianzun Palace?"
"Just a soldier, just an ant. If you die, you will die. It's nothing."
"Bang!"
Ye Fan kicked Jiang Wudao away and shouted coldly: "You are also an ant, your death is nothing."
"etc......"
"No need, you will die."
Ye Fan punched with all his strength, covering Jiang Wudao.
--boom!
Shocking loud noise.
A mushroom cloud was born.
Everything was calm for a moment, but there was Jiang Wudao, who was beaten to ashes by Ye Fan.
The spectators sighed.
The Nine Yang Divine Body, the Nine Seas of Bitterness, the lawless Jiang Wudao, were beaten to the scum by Ye Fan.
Ye Fan is so willing.
It would be great to capture Jiang Wudao, dig out the origin of Jiuyang Divine Body, and deprive Jiang Wudao of his boxing sect inheritance.
Such a bombardment has no value at all except to vent anger.
However.
In the ruins, Ye Fan looked serious.
Is Jiang Wudao really dead?
His yin and yang eyes scanned the entire world.
Finally he found a clue and saw a vague figure, flickering and fleeing.
"court death!"
Ye Fan was furious.
Surprisingly, someone really dared to save Jiang Wudao.
"kill."
Ye Fan screamed wildly, and the hand of God grabbed him.
The other creatures were stunned.
what happened?
Is Jiang Wudao not dead?
Under the suppression of the hand of God, the mysterious man appeared, wrapped in black energy and unable to see through.
Even Ye Fan's yin and yang eyes couldn't see through it.
This made him feel happy.
"Chacha."
The mysterious man noticed the cold and hoarse laughter.
"Ye Fan, you are indeed very strong, but you can't kill me yet."
"Jiang Wudao is a talented man, how could he be killed by you like this? I want this man."
Ye Fan approached the mysterious man while taking action, and said coldly: "You can protect him."
"Why not."
The mysterious man smiled coldly.
Ye Fan approached and was only a hundred meters away from the mysterious man. This distance was too short for a being like Ye Fan.
It can hit instantly.
But the mysterious man was not afraid and did not retreat.
"Whoa!"
Ye Fan took action.
Punch.
The mysterious man reacted so quickly, his palm collided with Ye Fan's fist, and then he flew backwards.
Ye Fan also retreated some distance.
The mysterious man smiled and said: "Tsk tsk, it is really powerful, but that's all. I want to leave, and you can't keep me."