"Who else wants to fight?"
In the quiet monastery, Ye Fan's voice thundered across the sky, rolling like a tide, lingering for a long time.
There was no response.
At that moment, whether it was those young geniuses or representatives from Cultivation Families and Sects in the neighboring monastery, all remained silent, still immersed in shock.
Because no one had expected that Chu Xuanji and his disciple Ye Fan, who were likely to be settled, would make such a dominant entrance.
Nor did anyone expect that as soon as Ye Fan appeared, he would strike with the force of thunder, blowing up the head of the number two genius of the young generation of the Tianzhu Cultivation World.
And with just one slap!
If it weren't for Shini's headless body lying there like a dead dog, motionless, almost no one would believe all this was true!
"Why is his Martial Arts Battle Power so strong?"
