This hysterical situation was frightened, Shen Ke and others retreated.

They also want to persuade the wolf, they also stop, I don't know what to do.

The flat -headed warrior who fell to the ground was also stunned. Why didn't he expect that the iron thorns would be hit hard.

"Again me again."

Ye Fan's fist was scattered with blood, and his eyes did not have a little feelings.

It's another punch!

The iron thorns who retired again and again were desperate: "Bastard!"

"stop--"

The three Blackwaterstan's elite faces changed greatly, and they drank Ye Fan's hand.

Just didn't wait for them to rush to stop, Ye Fan's fist hit the iron thorns again.

However, the iron thorns are also calculated. At the juncture of life and death, the body is half off, avoiding the key to the chest.

With a bang, Ye Fan punched the scapula of iron thorns in a punch.

Iron sranged, screaming and falling out, smashing a chair heavily.

A large mouthful of blood is sprayed.

Ye Fan rushed over again, and stepped on the iron spar.
Chapter completed!