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Chapter 3239: Report and Ten Thousand Flowers Bloom Together

"Bad boy!"

Qi Hou and the others never thought that Ye Fan would take action before they could finish their words.

They roared angrily: "Do it!"

"Bang--"

But before they could raise their swords and strike down, Ye Fan came over carrying a black coffin.

Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

Still as fast as a shooting star.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The Seventh Marquis of Divine Sword shook his hands and feet and fell more than ten meters.

One by one, the swords fell out of their hands, their sternums were broken, and blood poured out from their mouths and noses.

"Shuzi!"

The Seventh Lord of Excalibur was extremely angry and endured the pain and wanted to get up.

But before they could make a move, Ye Fan raised his right hand and the coffin fell on them with a bang.

Boom, there was another loud noise, and the coffin pushed the seven people back to the ground.

The seven people spurted out another mouthful of blood.

His face was ashen.

"Shuzi is rampant!"

Almost as soon as Ye Fan suppressed the Seventh Marquis of Divine Sword, three men in white robes suddenly shot out from the night sky.

Wearing armor and holding a spear, he looks like an Erlang God.

When they saw Qi Hou lying down like a tortoise, they flew down towards Ye Fan with great anger.

The spears roared loudly.

Several more women's cries sounded in the night sky: "Three kings of spears?"

"Whoosh——"

Ye Fan didn't have any trouble at all. He picked up the coffin with one hand and stamped it with his left foot.

The whole person rushed forward without retreating.

In the cold light of the spear that filled the sky, Ye Fan bumped the coffin forward.

Just hearing a bang, the overwhelming gun shadows instantly disintegrated, and the three kings who flew down also paused their offensive slightly.

Ye Fan didn't stop. He turned his hands and swept and bumped the coffin again.

As powerful as a cannonball.

The expressions of the three men in white robes changed dramatically, and they waved their spears to resist, and used the force to retreat.

However, they fired thirteen shots in one go and blocked it thirteen times, but they still could not stop the coffin in Ye Fan's hand.

The coffin not only suffocated them like a mountain, but also crashed against their bodies like a spiritual snake.

They could only roar and retreat again and again.

When the three men in white robes hit the wall with their backs, the coffin suddenly pushed against their chests.

His hands were tied and his heart was pressed.

Suffocated and desperate.

"boom!"

When the three kings roared to push away the coffin, Ye Fan patted it lightly with both hands.

It weighed more than ten thousand kilograms and poured out!

There was a clicking sound.

The three kings' mouths and noses instantly spurted blood.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan pressed his body again.

The clicking sound sounded uncontrollably again.

The three kings' shoulder blades, arms, and sternum were broken successively.

The arrogant face turned into ashes in an instant.

The three kings looked at Ye Fan with great sadness and indignation, and were indescribably shocked.

They never expected that Ye Fan was so powerful, so powerful that they could not fight together, so powerful that they were defeated in one move.

Isabel and the surrounding prisoners were also stunned.

The power of the two ballast stones of the Seven Lords of the Divine Sword, the Three Kings of Spear, and the Tulip Club is equivalent to several divisions.

But facing Ye Fan's attacks, the Seven Lords and Three Kings were as vulnerable as a three-year-old child.

If they hadn't known that they were at the Tulip Club, Jin Yezhen and the others would have suspected whether these people were fakes?

While thinking, Ye Fan patted the coffin lid again.

The coffin lid flew out with a whoosh, knocking over all the seven princes who had just stood up.

As soon as Ye Fan threw the coffin in his hand, the three kings collapsed on the ground, breathing rapidly and struggling but unable to do so.

They could only look at Ye Fan with bitter eyes.

Ye Fan didn't care about the enemy's resentment. He glanced at the ten people and said calmly:

"Seventh Marquis and Three Kings, if you attack me, I thought you would be tougher."

"I did not expect, you are just a little ants larger than Hamks."

"The last chance for the Tulip Club!"

"Send me Benara out, otherwise my blood washed the entire club."

Ye Fan turned around, and a little fingers drank at night: "Let me let me!"

The tall figure, the domineering speech, not only pressed the guardian suffocation, but also allowed to watch Princess Tana and others breathing rapidly.

If you just shouting Ye Fan to rescue himself, but the joke of the dead horse as a living horse doctor, now he really smells a chance to get away.

They looked at Ye Fan's unprecedented light and seriousness.

"asshole--"

The three kings and Qihou were extremely angry, and they couldn't wait to struggle to explode Ye Fan's head.

Just just hard, the whole body was painful, and the nose and nose were constantly bleeding.

The injury is so serious that it is not enough to fight again.

"Mixed ledger, the tulip club has never been in."

The voice fell, and another woman's voice came from the night sky to pass by:

"You can't tolerate you here ..."

The sound is tone and one voice, but it comes from one left and right, as if echo.

Then two charm women flashed on both sides, one wearing purple clothes and one wearing red clothes.

One left and one right, looks similar, the dress is similar, the cold and proud temperament is similar.

They also held a pipa with the same color as clothes in their arms.

Without waiting for Jin Yizhen and others to speak out, Ye Fan was interested in opening: "Two phoenix?"

"Yes, we are purple phoenix and red phoenix."

The two women landed almost at the same time, staring at Ye Fan a step forward again.

A violent and cold breath broke out from them.

The ground under their feet also banged countless traces due to the power they released.

"It's your honor to die in our hands!"

Zi Feng Honghuang watched Ye Fan's faint opening: "Young people, go on the road ..."

" -"

He didn't wait for them to play the pipa in their hands, and Ye Fan suddenly stomped his feet.

He rolled up the black coffin to the purple phoenix and the red phoenix pushed the past.

"boom!"

The air flow whistle.

The three kings and Qihou yelled at the same time: "Be careful!"

The pupils of purple phoenix and red phoenix suddenly shrink.

At this moment, their eyes are full of fear!

This collision not only made them feel suffocation, but also made them feel the fatal danger.

"Bang!"

As soon as the face of Zifeng Honghuang's face changed, his feet stepped on the ground, and his whole body momentum climbed to the peak instantly.

They ejected like a phoenix.

At the same time, the pipa in their hands turned, hitting the black coffin fiercely.

The front end of the pipa also shot sharp steel wire and poison needles in advance.

One attack.

"boom--"

With a loud noise, the steel wire and poison needle were all shocked by the black coffin.

The two pipa also clicked.

Immediately afterwards, the black coffin was not diminished, and it hit the Zifeng and Phoenix.

Zi Feng Honghuang's face changed hugely, and his body retreated at full speed. He wanted to avoid Ye Fan's attack.

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, and turned his hands sharply.

The coffin suddenly rolled out.

With a bang, the purple phoenix and red phoenix just retreated to half, and was rolled in the chest by the coffin, and then the chin was beaten by the coffin.

Two times, the purple phoenix groaned, and the blood sprayed out in Qi Qi's mouth and fell out.

When they fell to the ground, the coffin rolled in the air, whistling fell.

Hundreds of pounds of coffin smashed into Zifeng Red Phoenix.

"If he is the ugly emperor, he will open a place with Wanhua."

Just when Zifeng Honghuang's eyes were desperate, a vast and indifferent voice sounded.

A tall brain wearing a bead -free crown is in front of the two women.

He stomped his left foot sharply.

"boom!"

A dazzling, bright, shocking light bombed.

The next second, the ground trembled, and the flowers bloomed.

The heavy black coffin collapsed in the air into gray.

The poem is picturesque ...


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