And now, an ordinary human monk has done it, how can he not be shocked?

"Bang!"

Ye Fan's second punch was shot out, without any fancy moves, only the invincible iron fist hit the skeleton heavily, making it shake continuously.

"Click!"

This time the sound was even louder, and a clear crack appeared, and the skull that was big in the skull was almost shattered, and a terrifying breath of death was permeated.

"when!"

Ye Fan's black hair flew, and the third punch hit him. The force of the golden fist was shocking, which directly shattered the dark skull.

"No……"

Su Po's face suddenly changed and was greatly impacted. This demon soldier was very precious. After he got it, he used it as his secret treasure to sacrifice and refine it. His soul was immersed in it. At this time, he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Fatty Du and others were shocked. They never expected that Ye Fan was so fierce that he even broke the terrifying demon soldiers. How powerful physical strength would it take to do it!

"boom!"

Ye Fan did not give him any breathing opportunity, and used the Wanhua Saint Art to evolve the domineering fist to penetrate the sky, with the spirit of being the only one who is the only one.

"Bang!"

Su Po resisted in every way, and all kinds of martial arts and secrets were released. However, in the face of Ye Fan's unparalleled and strong boxing style, everything was futile.

"Bang!"

His arms exploded first, turning into a rain of blood, and then his torso turned into blood mud under Ye Fan's fist and was directly blown up.

"roar……"

Su Po roared in horror. He found that his death aura could not invade his opponent at all, and he could not even save his last head.

"Bang!"

The head exploded, blood splattered everywhere, but there was no human qi and blood. There was only the extremely terrifying aura of death, as if it was a realm of death.

"ah……"

Su Po screamed in horror, and his soul rushed out of his broken head, turned into a stream of light, and flew into the distance.

He knew that he had failed, completely failed, and was defeated by a powerful human race who he could not see through.

"Want to run? Can you run without my consent?" Ye Fan snorted coldly, shook his hands and made a dusty earth pot, which looked inconspicuous.

However, the moment she saw the earthen jar, Su Po's face turned green.

Of course, if he still has the face.

This terrifying earth jar is a famous name in the Demon World. It is known as the Can of Curse. It is made of the flesh and blood of a peerless powerful man. It can be suppressed by his soul. It is impossible for him to recognize him.

Seeing the Curse Can, he also completely understood Ye Fan's identity, but unfortunately it was too late!

The Curse Can emitted a terrifying suction force, instantly absorbing his soul on the can, forming a unique symbol.

After closer inspection, there were many tadpole-like symbols appearing on this inconspicuous earthen jar.

Each symbol represents a soul sealed on the can.

This is an extremely tragic situation. Being sealed on the can is like falling into purgatory, never reborn, and you can't even do it if you want to self-destruct.

Su Po never dreamed that one day he would have such an encounter...

ps: It’s so difficult to register with the old man in Beijing for medical treatment, alas.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!