After that, a pair of iron fists came crashing down towards Ye Fan's place.
The power was so strong that it was like a titanic mountain crushing the top.
The fierce wind that was brought up blew away the boundless wind and rain.
"Ye Fan~"
"Little Brother Fan~"
"Be careful!"
......
It all happened so fast, in the light of a bolt of lightning.
Who would have thought that one second, Yan Bu Ping and the others were just talking and exchanging words with Ye Fan, and the next second, Yan Bu Ping was forced to kneel down, and Ke Che even instantly rose up in a rage.
The situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse, surpassing everyone's expectations.
Especially after seeing Ke Che suddenly rise up against Ye Fan, Qiu Mu Orange and Xu Lei both had their hearts in their throats.
They couldn't help but scream out because they were worried.
However, Ke Che was too fast.
As soon as Qiu Muqing and Xu Lei's warnings fell, Ke Che's heavy punch landed on Ye Fan's chest.
When Ke Che saw this, he immediately laughed fiercely.
"Haha~"
"As expected, this seal of his does not live up to its name."
"If he is a Seal Sovereign, how could he not be able to dodge this punch from me?"
"Bastard, you're not strong enough, but you're still foolishly pretending to be a fool."
"You are simply seeking your own death!"
"Today, I will take you for the King of Hell, so that I can pay tribute to Brother Songliang's spirit in heaven."
Before he started to fight, Ke Che still had no idea what to do.
But now, seeing that he had won with one punch, Ke Che's confidence naturally swelled.
As he laughed proudly, his majestic fist power poured out from his hands.
However, the smile on Ke Che's face did not last long.
Only after his fist landed did he realise that his fist had not touched him in the slightest.
It was as if his fist was not hitting a human body, but a mountain.
"Huh?"
"How is that possible?"
"A patriarch's fist can weigh a thousand pounds."
"This vertical man, how can he not move at all?"
Looking at the immobile youth in front of him, Ke Che's face, abruptly changed.
The scorn that was in his heart reappeared.
"Elder Ke, what's the situation?"
"Make some effort!"
"Do you need our help?"
The few Patriarchs behind him had just helped Yan Bu Ping up from the ground at this moment.
Seeing that Ke Che's punch had not shaken Ye Fan in the slightest, they immediately frowned and asked.
A few of them were even ready to step forward to help.
However, Ke Che waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "There is something strange about this son."
"The strength is not high, but the fleshly body is incredibly strong."
"However, it's not a big problem."
"To teach an ignorant junior a lesson, I alone am sufficient."
"When I use my full strength later, I will beat him to death!"
Ke Che said with great confidence.
When the others heard this, they nodded their heads and went along with Ke Che's stance.
After all, since they could not even dodge one of Ke Che's moves, Yan Bu Ping and the others were almost certain that Ye Fan did not possess the strength of a seal level.
At this moment, Ke Che's gaze once again fell on Ye Fan.
His eyes were gloomy, a pair of old eyes, staring at the youngster in front of him in a dark manner.
It was like a poisonous snake, spitting out its snake's letter, gazing at its prey.
"Brat, the skin is quite thick."
"But if you can withstand one punch from me, can you still withstand ten or a hundred from me?"
As the words fell, Ke Che's face turned cold.
After that, his energy swelled up, his hands curled up, and a fist of energy poured out like a crazy rainstorm at Ye Fan.
One punch~
Two punches~
Ten punches .....
At first, Ke Che was still confident, thinking that Ye Fan would not be able to hold out for long.
However, after ten or twenty punches had landed, Ke Che became a little unsettled.
It was because it was as if Ye Fan was growing there.
No matter how furious the storm was, no matter how hard he poured his strength into it.
But it was as if a mud bull had entered the sea, not even able to shake Ye Fan.
"I don't fucking believe it!"
"Ahhhhhhh~"
"Die! Die! Die! Die!"
.....
Ke Che was like a madman, red-eyed, howling as he frantically poured out attacks at Ye Fan.
Boom, boom, boom~
The low booming sound was like a rapid drumbeat, trembling this side of the sky.
In the end, the bones of one of Ke Che's hands were broken, but Ye Fan did not retreat a single step.
This bizarre scene in front of him undoubtedly stunned the crowd.
The feeling was as if they were watching an ant, hammering an elephant.
It was only as if, floating and shaking a tree.
"This~"
"This... This..."
Behind them, Yan Bu Ping and the rest of the clan of powerful patriarchs were also confused.
Just now, seeing Ke Che's confident look, they thought that this Ke Che should really be able to deal with this Ye Fan with his own strength.
But after half a day, let alone making Ye Fan find his teeth all over the ground.
Nima, his hand was broken, but he didn't move him at all!
Just now, he was pretending to be a fool, but now he looked back and saw that the clown was himself?
"It's alright."
"Stop watching."
"Let's do it together."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid that our Martial Arts Patriarch's face will be disgraced by this punk!"
Yan Bu Ping and the others finally couldn't stand watching anymore and said in a deep voice with black faces.
If this continued, not to mention whether Ke Che's arm would be shattered by himself, their Martial Arts Grandmaster's face alone would not be enough to lose.
"Elder Yan, but the injury on your leg~"
"It's no matter." Yan Bu Ping waved his hand, "I was careless just now, who would have thought that this junior was so devoid of martial virtue and attacked my knee secretly when I was unprepared."
"I was injured again, but it's not a big deal."
"It is still enough to fight with you~"
"Good! Then we will fight together." Hearing Yan Bu Ping's words, the remaining three Patriarchs, too, put their hearts down.
"Right~"
"Let's fight together!"
"Gather the strength of my five great Patriarchs and crush this junior in one fell swoop with a thunderous force."
"Kill the thief for the country and do justice for Heaven!"
The Four Great Patriarchs, in unison, shouted.
And then, whoosh whoosh~
Only several voices exploded out, and these four figures, like arrows from a string, instantly shot out and shot straight into the sky.
"Junior, it's time for the farce to end!"
"Today, we were only ordered to come here to pass on our orders, we had no intention of making things difficult for you."
"But, you are an arrogant and rebellious rat."
"Unrepentant and unrespectful of the old."
"No virtue, no righteousness, no courtesy!"
"Today, on behalf of the Martial God Hall, I, the Five Great Patriarchs, will execute the sword of judgment on you."
"Do the righteousness of Heaven, kill the thief for the country~"
Although Yan Bu Ping's knees were stained with blood, his aura did not diminish in the slightest.
A muddled voice resounded through the heavens and the earth like a twilight drum and a morning bell.
And then, Yan Bu Ping took the lead and called out to all.
"All of you, show your divine powers!"
With a loud shout, Yan Bu Ping held his hands open and formed a seal in the void, and his mouth even recited the words. Immediately afterwards, an invisible force gathered around Yan Bu Ping.
"Is this the Extreme True Martial Intent of the Extreme True Lineage?"
"It looks like that junior has really pushed Old Grandmaster Yan into a frenzy."
"As soon as he came up, he directly opened up?"
Seeing the scene in front of them, many martial artists by the lake trembled and exclaimed in dismay.
Amidst the shuddering sounds, Yan Bu Ping finished building up his momentum and dropped a finger, pointing straight at Ye Fan's brow.
"Overlord Kick!"
....
"Yan Luo Palm~"
....
"Taiji Fist~"
.....
It was really like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their own magic.
At this moment, the five great masters were all striking together, as if a volcano that had been brewing for a long time had come to its most violent and raging eruption at this moment.
The young man standing with his hands beneath the River of Heaven was like a lone boat on a vast ocean.
No one knew whether this lone boat would capsize in the midst of this storm!
"How dare you!"
"Five against one, you don't even want to lose your face?"
"A bunch of old things, a handful of years old, all living on dogs!" Amongst the crowd, Li Er couldn't help but curse out.
.....
"Will it win?" He Yurou's eyebrows were worried.
.....
"Definitely, hang in there~" Qiu Mu Orange prayed silently as Xu Lei's heartstrings tightened and her small hands clenched.