The punch was very fast, fierce, and fierce. Ye Fan could not avoid it and could only cross his hands to block it.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and Ye Fan groaned, and his body hit a coffee table.

The coffee table shattered with a clang, and Ye Fan was covered in glass fragments and scarred.

There was even a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

Tang Qiqi shouted: "Brother-in-law!"

There were tears in her eyes, and she never thought that she would become Mark's weakness.

She was happy and angry at the same time. She was happy because her brother-in-law cared about her, but angry because she was incompetent.

Li Dayong struggled and knelt on the ground: "Ye Fan, let's go..." Ye Fan licked his lips: "Uncle Yong, Qiqi, I'm fine."

"You're almost dead, are you okay?"

Saburo Miyamoto said coldly: "You have good skills. You should have reached the peak of the Xuan Realm. Maybe I can't do anything to you."

"It's a pity that energy was wasted on a few useless people."

He slowly walked towards Ye Fan: "This means you are destined to die tonight."
Chapter completed!