"Who are you?"

Qi Motian asked in shock.

He thought he would kill a single blow but failed, and Ye Fan was able to swallow his death without changing his face, which was beyond his expectations.

"What do you think?" Ye Fan pressed over step by step, not wanting to give him any chance to resist.

"Buzz!"

Qi Motian's face looked ferocious and said cruelly: "No matter who you are, you must die today!"

As he said that, he quickly recited the spell, his eyes instantly turned silver-white, and magic patterns appeared on his face.

Three rays of light shot out from his eyes and eyebrows at the same time, falling on the two young trialists and Ye Fan.

The power of curse!

Ye Fan thought, and a simple earth pot appeared above his head. The curse power was instantly absorbed by the earth pot.

The other two were in trouble. They had never seen such a strange attack method, and their vitality was rapidly weakening.

"Help!"

The two screamed in surprise, desperately circulating their divine power to resist the strange curse power.

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Chapter completed!