Chapter 829: Who Is the Hunter? (Part 3)

From Shan Pao's punch to Ye Fan disabling his hand and foot, although it sounds complex, it was merely a matter of seven or eight seconds, including the time they spoke.

So in a sense, this was an instant kill.

Moreover, it was without suspense.

Shan Pao's cultivation was only at the late stage of Ming Jin, naturally no match for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan took two steps forward, and only then did the rear echo with a heart-rending shriek. Shan Pao was on the ground, continually rolling, screeching like a slaughtered pig.

This shriek jolted Xie Liping, who had fallen into a daze, causing his hand to tremble and the half-cigarette in his hand to fall to the ground.

"This, this this..." Xie Liping stammered, no longer appearing calm and carefree. "What the hell is this?"

Meng Gang's expression was uncharacteristically serious, "This Ye fellow is also an ancient martial arts practitioner!"