He didn't use Yingfeng Liubu to slowly maneuver around. There were too many martial alliance disciples around him. If he didn't confront them head-on, they would be affected and unlucky.

Facing Ye Fan's thunderous blow, Miyamoto Taimamo showed no emotion at all and still stepped forward unhurriedly.

"too weak."

When Ye Fan rushed to a distance of three meters, he waved his left hand casually.

In an instant, shadows of flowing clouds appeared around Ye Fan.

These silhouettes instantly overwhelmed the spear.

Indirectly, a sword-like silhouette shot out from Miyamoto's right hand.

"boom!"

The long sleeves hit the spear, and countless flowing shadows exploded.

Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru stood there, calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!