Chapter 101 Wan Hong, The Number One God of Killing

Realizing his clothes had been slashed, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and with the force of a thousand jun behind his right hand, he delivered a lightning-fast strike to Brother Da Fei's shoulder. Brother Da Fei only felt an overwhelming force like Mount Tai crashing down upon him, and his knees buckled, causing him to kneel on the ground.

"Brother Da Fei!"

Seeing how quickly Ye Fan reacted and subdued Brother Da Fei, his two lackeys were immediately stupefied.

"How... how is this possible?" Brother Da Fei's face was full of astonishment.

He knew his own explosive power, comparable to a starving tiger pouncing on its prey; he could hardly believe he had failed to land a blow on Ye Fan at such close range.

A month ago, when an Ancient Martial Artist had provoked him, he had swiftly sealed their throat with a single slash at close quarters. Could it be that this kid in front of him was even more terrifying than the average Ancient Martial Artist?