She subconsciously squeezed out two words of warning.

But it still didn't make sense, Ye Fan turned his head slightly.

The left hand shot out lightly.

With a bang, the two palms touched each other.

Ye Fan's body just shook, and he relaxed slightly and danced.

Yuan Qingyi groaned and fell straight out.

Her eyes showed endless shock. When did Ye Fan's skills become so powerful?

Facing my own eight successes, there is no pressure at all.

But before she could react, Ye Fan bounced off Wang Qingwu and rushed towards Yuan Qingyi.

It seems that Yuan Qingyi has qualities that attract him more than Wang Qingwu.

"call!"

Feeling Ye Fan's ferocity and knowing that Ye Fan must be restrained, Yuan Qingyi roared and sealed his palms fiercely.

Ten successes! “Bang!”

The two palms collided hard.

There was a loud bang, and all the paintings and decorations around him were shattered.

The coffee table between the two of them also shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of pieces that flew around.

Yuan Qingyi's body shook, and she fell out again, hitting the wall hard before coming to a stop.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Um!"

Ye Fan also groaned and fell back on the sofa.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell onto Wang Qingwu, making no sound.
Chapter completed!