Your strong, let cholera pupil shrink, eyebrow involuntarily knot together.

He did not expect that in such a short period of time, chen fan's accomplishments and combat effectiveness had been greatly improved.

Even so, cholera doesn't think chen fan has a chance to win.

After all, he still has an assassin's mace to attract the power of his ancestors.

So how did he lose the war?

On the other side, after seeing the terrible scene caused by Chen Fan and cholera, all of them simultaneously beat the retreat drum.

Are you kidding? Can such a powerful existence be overcome by a few people uniting to attack?

Or take a few lucky swords with them.

As a result, no one dares to get close to Chen Fan and cholera, and everyone is looking for other suitable opponents.

And all the time pay attention to Chen Fan and cholera war, in the end who can win.

For ordinary people, they did not lose hope.

Chen Fan obviously had a grudge against cholera, that is to say, only one of them could survive in the end.

Well, since the opponent is so strong, even if he wins miserably, it is reasonable to be seriously injured.

Then this time is not to see luck, who can pick up the leak?

Therefore, after the brief outbreak of the melee, the battlefield began to be cheap, from besieging to pairing.

Yu Chunfeng also found his opponent, two people are in a battle.

He tried not to imagine Chen Fan's strength before, but somehow, the gesture of that fist was deeply branded in Chunfeng's mind.

"Now, it's us."

Cholera finally opened its mouth.

This is also the first formal communication between the two since Chen Fan's arrival.

Chen Fan nodded, still facial expressionless response: "finally no one stopped me from killing you."

"Ha ha, kill me?" Cholera pointed to his nose: "Chen fan, you must have some fantastic ideas!"

"The last time I let you escape by a fluke. This time, you can't escape. Chen fan, your life will fall into my hands."

Chen Fan didn't speak any more. Facing the challenge of cholera, he paid attention to it. His whole body flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of cholera!

"What!"

Cholera heart cluttered, he did not capture the track of Chen Fan's action before.

How fast is that?

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

A boxing out, cholera suddenly felt a huge force hit, and then a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood spurt!

On this one blow, make a high decision!

Cholera did not even have time to react, so he was directly attacked by Chen fan.

The whole person flew into the air thousands of feet, and the body has been bow waist, like a big shrimp.

Chen Fan's fist stunned cholera.

He had never felt so powerful.

There is no spiritual power blessing, and it is not a supernatural magic method that frightens the heaven and the earth.

It's just an ordinary punch.

But there are unimaginable forces in it.

How could that be possible?

With a quick review of consciousness, cholera is worthy of being Tianjiao of the same level as Chen fan. He soon prepared to deal with it and wanted to launch his own counterattack against Chen Fan with the help of his body's whereabouts.

But how did Chen Fan give him this opportunity.

Bend your legs and jump up.

The ground is thousands of miles around, like a spider's web in an instant, as if an earthquake had just swept by.

Everyone was blinded.

They stopped fighting one after another, looked up at chen fan, and looked at the invincible figure who rushed to cholera in the air like a shell!

"This punch, for my own sake!"

A deep fried drink, chen fan again a fist.

That cholera whole person instantly from the air, again was knocked down to the ground!

There is no room to fight back!