"You, all of you, attack together!"
Ye Fan's words, crazed to the extreme, rang in their ears. As they stared at Ye Fan's still calm face, everyone's expressions became especially solemn.
Solemn, because they felt the terrifying killing intent emanating from Ye Fan!
Solemn, also because of what Ye Fan had just done!
As the saying goes, a true expert is recognized as soon as they make a move.
With just one blade, Ye Fan had made Qu Feng break into a cold sweat, and with one move, he had crippled Zhang Zhu. All of this was enough to prove how terrifying Ye Fan's strength was!
"If I'm not guessing wrong, you should be a martial artist at the Postnatal Perfection Realm," Qu Feng said with a weighty complexion as he stared intently at Ye Fan.
In the quiet hall, Qu Feng stared at Ye Fan and spoke with a grave face, "A martial artist at the Postnatal Perfection Realm is no nameless person. Which sect do you belong to?"
"Come over and die!" Ye Fan interrupted Qu Feng coldly.
