Whoosh!
The next moment, Ye Fan swung Chen Feilian's bloodied arm for another strike, targeting Chen Feilian's face.
Bang—
Another muffled sound rang out as Chen Feilian's face was hit until it was a bloody blur, speeding towards the ground.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
...
Meanwhile, the young geniuses and representatives of the Cultivation Families and Sects below, with expressions as if they had seen a ghost, watched Ye Fan repeatedly catch up to Chen Feilian. Like a father disciplining his son, he used Chen Feilian's bloodied arm to strike at Chen Feilian's face time after time.
Time slowed down, and the scene froze.
This moment was deeply etched into the minds of everyone present!
Later, just as Chen Feilian's body was about to smash into the ground, Ye Fan unleashed a wave of Gang Qi, wrapping around Chen Feilian, allowing him to land steadily within the temple grounds.
Slap!
