I have no foundation for a year, but just a child who has just learned to walk.”

"I have been promoted to the realm of the earth at the age of 45. Although I have not made any progress in fifteen years, it has also made my foundation firm and unreasonable."

"Today, I will let you see what the real realm of state is."

While Long Po Pan sneered at Ye Fan, he pressed his sword with red eyes.

"A single knife cuts off one's heart!"

The blade instantly turned red, shining with dazzling red light, as if blood was flowing.

Ye Fan raised his head and came with a knife.

The sword's aura was extremely fierce.

The women in purple shook their heads and squinted their eyes, and concluded that Ye Fan was about to be split into two pieces.

But Ye Fan raised his hand and punched him.

"Bang--" The fists and swords collided, and a loud bang, the red light dissipated, and Luang Po Pan retreated three meters quickly.

Ye Fan was still standing there.

The women in purple were stunned: Did he catch it?
Chapter completed!