Wu Po Jiuxiao

Two punches?

Just two punches?

The faces of the kings suddenly became brighter. Although Ye Fantian's strength was amazing, he couldn't reach the level of defeating two martial kings with two punches. Therefore, the kings began to show curiosity about Ye Fantian's words. and skeptical looks.

Especially the Martial King of the Cloud was so angry that he smiled back and showed a cold chill.

"I……"

King Shatianwu just wanted to speak, but the next moment he was forcibly pulled back by Potianwu King.

"Brother, is it okay to just leave it like this? Did the third brother die like this? Did he die in vain like this? He is our third brother..."

Potian Wuwang showed a chill on his face:

"Hmph... Although this matter reveals a strange color everywhere, the death of the third brother is also inseparable from Ye Fantian, but we can't do anything here at all. Once we do it, let alone Ye Fantian Those two mysterious guys beside Brahma, have you seen the guy who made the knife? If I want to make a move, I'm afraid I won't be the opponent's real opponent, this guy should have already entered the peak level of the Martial King, and do you think this person from the Gale Dynasty is a vegetarian?"

While speaking, he looked around again, and his sneer became more intense:

"The Mirror King of the Red Crystal Kingdom, the Underworld King of the Earth Kingdom, the Dragon and Tiger Martial King, and the Chihuang Wushen are not weak. They are even more capable of making moves. In this case, if many Martial Kings make a move together, how many chances do you think we have of winning? , and how many of our so-called close friends do you think we have?"

When he said this, the Potianwu King's face became even more ugly.

"But it's impossible to let this matter go like this, Ye Fantian... We have written down what happened this time, and we must return it."

At this time, everyone has been attracted by the confrontation between Ye Fantian and the two martial kings, and they are looking forward to how Ye Fantian can have such a strong self-confidence that his punch can be enough to threaten the two. A joint attack at the level of a martial arts king!

clap clap clap...

Bursts of tyrannical fluctuations suddenly erupted from Ye Fantian's body, and the next moment, they began to burst out rapidly. With the inhalation and puffing of breathing, Ye Fantian's breath stretched like two thick flames. indefinite.

"How to do?"

Tian Zhiyu asked with a serious face.

"Hmph... just play by ear, and if something goes wrong, take action immediately. Didn't you see that the palms of the two guys next to this kid shrank into the sleeves of their robes? Obviously, they are already prepared. If something happens, they will immediately They will use thunderous tricks! Our Gale Dynasty is not weaker than their Phoenix Dynasty, but even ten of them are no match for one Ye Fantian. A 17-year-old Martial King-level powerhouse will definitely achieve nothing. To become a martial artist is even enough to become a legend."