Chapter 633 (2/2)

Somehow, sun Ruyi felt a terrible pressure from ye Fei, which made them feel palpitation!

”So what? Smelly boy, you're just in time. Since you're here, don't go! ”

Yuan Pao of the Shang Dynasty gave a loud drink and ran towards Ye Fei, towards a running giant panda!

Whoosh!

Although yuan of the Shang Dynasty was very fat, his speed was not slow, but he approached Ye Fei in the blink of an eye!

”Tiangang fist!!”

Without a moment's delay, the Shang Dynasty directly punched Ye Fei's chest and killed him!

Boom!

The fist is roaring, powerful and domineering, which contains the power of the day after tomorrow!

”You want to kill me? Dream! ”

Ye Fei had a cold flash in his eyes. He didn't dodge and block. Unexpectedly, he came up and blew a punch!

This fist is simple and direct. It is like thunder. It contains a violent and unparalleled power. It goes up against the fist of the Shang Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty!

Bang!!

There was a loud bang!

A force roaring like the waves!

It's like a mountain directly crushing the Shang Dynasty yuan!

Kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick kick

The body of the Shang Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty continued to regress until it retreated five or six steps to stabilize its body.

Sun Ruyi and Wu qingniu on one side were shocked immediately!

Although Ye Fei and yuan of the Shang Dynasty had only one move, they had made a judgment on their strength!

When he was defeated in front of so many people, yuan of the Shang Dynasty became angry. A fierce color flashed in his eyes and rushed towards ye again!

At the moment of approaching Ye Fei, Shang Dynasty yuan clenched his fist again and flew towards Ye Fei!

Boom!

With one punch, real Qi burst out, and a fierce punch drove vigorous Qi to Ye Fei's heart!

”Get out of here!”

At the moment when the fist of the Shang Dynasty yuan approached, ye Fei dodged, and then the backhand was a fist, which blew at the face door of the Shang Dynasty yuan at an extremely tricky and strange angle!

Boom!

The power of this fist was as heavy as a mountain, like a mountain rolling towards the Yuan Dynasty of the Shang Dynasty!

Bang!

Yuan of Shang Dynasty didn't know when ye Fei's fist came out, so he got a heavy fist on his fat face!

Only a ”click” sound was heard, the bridge of the nose of the Yuan Dynasty of the Shang Dynasty was smashed by a punch, and two front teeth also flew out.

And his body also flew straight upside down, crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and hit the tea table heavily with a ”boom”.

All the cups and bottles on the tea table were overturned and smashed to pieces.

This moment.

Wu qingniu and sun Ruyi were shocked!

They didn't expect that ye Fei beat Shang Dynasty yuan down in one or two moves!

”Smelly boy! If you dare to hurt my third brother, I will kill you! ”

At this time, Wu qingniu moved. He burst into a drink. His originally thin body seemed to expand in a circle!

The shriveled muscles suddenly bulged, full of a strong sense of strength!

”Disha fist!!”

With a loud drink, Wu qingniu's body moved and rushed up towards ye like a lightning bolt. The speed was appalling, and there were residual shadows behind him!

Boom!

With one punch, the fierce and domineering fist burst out in an instant and directly hit Ye Fei's neck!

If this punch is hit, the neck will be broken!

However, when Wu qingniu punches, ye Fei has already seen the track of his punches!

Therefore, when his fist blew over, ye Fei raised his left arm and made a dull ”bang”, which directly blocked his fist!

Wu qingniu was shocked. The power of his fist was so powerful. Why could this boy resist it so easily?

How is this possible?!

What strength is this boy? Why can't he see through?!

At the moment when Wu qingniu was stunned, ye Fei's right leg had been raised, and the leg wind was fierce, like an iron bar, sweeping towards Wu qingniu's waist at a very tricky angle